Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 48 "You look so polite, you always follow me around like a brother, would you like to have a competition?"

The atmosphere, which was so tense that one could almost hear the heartbeat, suddenly twisted into an eerie silence.

Everyone's eyes, including Kevin's, were subtly focused on the phone in Rango's pocket, which continued to vibrate and make a cute ringtone.

"Shet."

Rango cursed inwardly, glared at Dominic with a dagger-like look, then quickly stepped back and prepared to answer the call.

At the same time, he was alertly paying attention to the movements behind him out of the corner of his eye.

He had to answer the call because this was the ringtone Gloria set specifically for him.

Ever since he came back from Africa, the girl was worried that Rango would disappear for several years without saying goodbye like he did last time, so she would call him every day to check on him.

"call"

Rango took a deep breath, calmed down, and dialed the phone.

"Hey, Sweety~ what's up?"

"No! How could you doubt me? I just finished my night shift and was just driving."

"Of course! How could I possibly be interested in other women after having you? Give me some trust, baby."

"How about this, finish your work early and come to New York. I'll learn a few tricks of your favorite French cuisine, and I'll cook different dishes for you every day."

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Everyone present couldn't help but look at each other in surprise after hearing this.

Just a dozen seconds ago, the guy who made the call had a cold and gloomy look on his face, as if he was ready to kill someone if they disagreed with him.

But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly put on a flattering smile and coaxed the woman on the other end of the phone in a soft voice.
Many of the biker gang members who had just pulled out their guns stood there at a loss as to what to do.

Here, Rango's call was about to end. After hearing Gloria's request on the phone, his smiling face froze. He turned back and glared at Dominic's people fiercely, then moved closer to the microphone.
"Mmm~ Mua~"

"Puchi. Hahahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The atmosphere in the warehouse completely exploded, with laughter rising one after another!
The younger brothers who were originally confused could no longer hold back and all pointed at Rango and laughed.

“So.” Doug, the black guy whose teeth were broken by Rango before, endured the pain and laughed, smacking his lips: “You are still a househusband, right? Hahahaha”

Rango's face suddenly darkened, and an unprecedented murderous intent surged in his chest.

He was wondering whether he should kill all the people who had seen what happened just now, leaving no one alive.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck!!!" Rango pointed at these bastards one by one and cursed them.

"I swear to God, if any of you dare to laugh again, no one will walk out alive today!!!"

After saying that, he stepped on the ground with his toes, ready to use his newly acquired [Sports Head] feature to smash all these guys into pieces!
"OK, stop."

Just when Rango couldn't help but take action, Dominic unexpectedly raised his hand and interrupted everyone's laughter.

He slowly walked in front of Rango, still with that crooked smile on his face, and said in a low voice like phlegm: "I admire you a little bit now, because you and I are both people who value family."

Rango responded coldly, "So what?"

"Haha," Dominic chuckled, and turned his gaze to McQueen, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Dodge Viper, you have a very good car. Similarly, I also have a 71-year-old black Challenger."

Rango followed the guy's gaze and saw that there was indeed a powerful muscle car parked in front of the warehouse door. The dynamic front of the car and the rough and powerful lines all demonstrated the power and speed of the car.

"How about this, when you first came in, you were so gentle and polite, would you like to have a competition?" Dominic suggested, lightly running his finger in Kevin's direction.

"As long as you win, I can let you and him go, but if you lose, not only can you not take him with you, you have to leave this car to me too!"

The younger brothers around him started to make a noise after hearing this. No one knew their boss's driving skills better than them.

He is recognized as the god of driving skills by all the bikers on the East Coast!

Others might think that Dominic was soft-hearted and wanted to give them a chance to live, but in their view, it was obvious that their boss wanted to get rid of the traitor and get a good car for free.

Rango looked at Dominic's arrogant face in front of him and frowned slightly.

In fact, Rango had already recognized the identity of this bald man.

Biker gangs, bald heads, Dodge Challengers, and always talking about family.
Who the hell could this be?

Because of this, he was very clear about the bald guy's racing skills, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was hard to beat.

only.
Rango raised his eyebrows, walked over to McQueen, patted the boy's car roof, and asked, "How about it, man, are you confident?"

"Dudu——!"

The next second, under the surprised gaze of everyone, the empty sports car honked twice quickly, and the headlights blinked twice like eyes playfully.

Dominic was stunned when he saw this, then pretended to be disdainful and said: "Fancy modification, do you want to compete?"

"I can compare, but I won't compete with you in streets."

Rango pointed to the abandoned industrial park outside the door and said provocatively, "Just run in here, one preliminary lap, a total of 20 laps, whoever reaches the finish line first wins, don't tell me you don't dare."

"No problem, get ready to walk back alone!"

A moment later, the two cars, which had already completed a preliminary lap to familiarize themselves with the track, parked side by side at the door of the warehouse, waiting for the horn of the official showdown.

What is different from a normal car race is that there are no racing girls in cool clothes and graceful figures to cheer for the race. Instead, there are the fanatical cheers of biker gang members and car mechanics.

Their cheers rose one after another, as if they were certain that Dominic would win the game.

Inside the Challenger, Dominic smiled and greeted everyone outside the window. He moved his wrists and leaned back in his seat, his eyes revealing his confidence in victory and his contempt for Rango.

Although judging from the graceful movement with which Rango broke into the warehouse, the guy next to him should not be a bad driver, but compared with himself, the leader of a racing gang who has been racing for decades and defeated countless professional players, the boy is still a little green.

Thinking of this, he looked at Viper beside him with interest. If nothing unexpected happened, the boy must be nervously gripping the steering wheel, with sweat on his palms and a pale face.
However, when he saw the scene inside the car opposite, the smile froze on his face instantly.

Rango was not nervous at all. On the contrary, he was more relaxed than him. He crossed his legs on the center console, holding a cigarette lightly between his fingertips. Amid the smoke, he looked uninhibited and calm.

Judging from his expression, he doesn't even take his opponent seriously!

"Fake."

Dominic cursed, a surge of rage rising from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't wait to see the bastard next to him lose the game!

A minute later, a car mechanic holding a colorful flag walked up to their car and raised his hand to signal them to get ready.

Rango also put his feet down at this time, stroked the steering wheel with both hands, and encouraged: "Come on McQueen, let's kill that bastard together."

"As you wish, Rango." A pair of big eyes suddenly appeared on the dashboard and responded softly.

beep--!
With a clear whistle and the waving of the flag, the black Dodge Challenger shot out like an arrow, cutting through the air in an instant.

And McQueen still stays where he is!
(End of this chapter)