Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 68: Che Shan is ridden by a car

Staring at the witch academy standing in front of him, a cold smile appeared at the corner of the yellow-eyed demon's mouth.

He could clearly sense that the child in whom he had planted the "seed of jealousy" was in the room, a child who was not even ten years old, but had already perfectly carried the original sin.

Such an existence is exactly the leader that his future Hell Legion dreams of.

A cold gust of wind suddenly blew up, and in an instant, the yellow-eyed demon stood in front of the academy gate.

Just as he was about to step in, a surge of black light burst out in front of him like a raging wave, and suddenly knocked him back dozens of steps.

The witch academy, which was originally no different from an ordinary residence, was now surrounded by a circle of huge black light pillars, like an indestructible barrier.

"Azazel—"

Several figures teleported out of the villa.

Fiona was the leader. She looked frosty and said in a deep voice, "Do you want to be an enemy of the Witch Association?"

"Hey, long time no see, Fiona."

The yellow-eyed demon laughed strangely, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you, a human, can still be so young. Could it be that you have already sacrificed yourself to the devil?"

Fiona's eyes turned cold and she said sternly, "Leave! This is not a place for a demon like you to come!"

"I'm only here to retrieve my 'seed'. If you know what's best for you, get out of the way."

The yellow-eyed demon raised his right hand high, the smell of sulfur filled the air from his palm, and then a ball of blazing blood-red flame rose up.

"This magic circle can't stop me for long. Once I break through it, I guarantee it will be a very ugly scene."

After he finished speaking, seeing that the people opposite him still had no reaction, he snorted coldly and prepared to forcibly break the magic circle set up by the Witch Association specifically for protecting the little witches.

Flames roared out, like highly corrosive sulfuric acid, rapidly corroding the black light curtain covering the academy.

In just a few breaths, a crack appeared in it.

But just when the yellow-eyed demon was feeling proud, a slender and pale female hand suddenly stretched out from the depths of the black light.

The fingertips were inlaid with long black armor, and with a slight flick, the yellow-eyed demon was blasted into rolling black mist like a punishment from heaven!

The next second, the black mist quickly condensed back into a human shape.

The previously arrogant yellow-eyed demon now frowned and shouted at the hand: "Morticia! This is none of your business!"

Deep in the darkness, a circular gate of light suddenly opened, revealing the outline of a dark castle.

Then the scene switched, and Mrs. Adams sat upright in a chair, holding a book in one hand and pointing her other hand at the yellow-eyed demon, with an unquestionable authority in her tone:
"I am the founder of the Witch Association and the first principal of the Witch Academy. Do you still think I shouldn't be in charge of things here?"

She glanced at the yellow-eyed demon with contempt, her eyes flashing with impatience and warning: "Get out of my sight before I lose my temper, otherwise I will have to ask Lucifer to come and collect your body."

The yellow-eyed demon's eyes tightened when he heard this, and he asked anxiously, "Do you know where the adults are?"

"Haha. Ignorant idiot!"

His inquiry was only met with a sneer and a disdainful shake of the head from Mrs. Adams.

Then she stood up gracefully, leaving behind a lonely figure, and the window connecting to the Adams Family disappeared without a trace.

"Damn old zombie!" The yellow-eyed demon cursed inwardly upon seeing this.

But with the warning from the Adams family, he no longer had the intention to break into the Witch Academy. He looked towards the window on the top floor of the villa, where was the dormitory where Emma lived.

"Leave, the Witch Academy is not a place for you to act wild." Fiona warned again.

The yellow-eyed demon was silent for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Believe me, you will definitely regret not letting me take Emma away tonight."

Fiona frowned and couldn't help asking, "What do you want to say?"

"Haha. Supreme Witch? Ridiculous!"

The yellow-eyed demon gave her a meaningful look, "Jealousy will always be my favorite sin!"

After he finished speaking, black mist swirled around him, and he instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only Fiona and others with uncertain faces were left there.

In the dormitory upstairs, Emma, ​​who had been having a nightmare, stopped trembling and put on the smile that she had rehearsed countless times.

noon.

The sun shines through the window onto Dean who has just finished his bath. He is topless, with a white towel casually tied around his waist. He sits leisurely on the sofa in the living room, lights a cigarette, takes a deep breath, and enjoys the peace and relaxation he hasn't had in a long time.

Then he turned his gaze to the many figures busy in the living room.

Most of them are girls in their twenties, in the prime of their youth, and they are all wearing various kinds of maid outfits.

Of course, there are also several graceful and mature women who either move lightly between the kitchen and the dining table, or clean every corner meticulously.

The first time Rango called these women out to clean the table last night, he almost peed himself.

A dozen or so fat and thin earthbound spirits walked out directly from the wall. The pointer of the supernatural detector in his pocket was instantly stretched to the maximum, and the alarm sounded continuously.

As expected of the boss of the Winchester family, he is so avant-garde that he even keeps a group of earthbound spirits as servants at home!

When Sam saw him, he picked up a glass of ice water and handed it to him. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, his tone full of self-reflection: "I really indulged myself too much last night. I have to take it easy next time. If I encounter those dark creatures when I'm hungover one day, the consequences will be disastrous."

"There's nothing to worry about in Rango's territory."

Dean shook his head nonchalantly, took the cup and drank it all, then changed the subject, "By the way, I told Rango everything about you last night."

Sam's face darkened when he heard this, and he complained unhappily: "How can you implicate others in our affairs!"

"What do you mean by others? Rango is our big brother! His hatred for the Yellow-Eyed Demon is just as much as ours."

"Then you should discuss this with me in advance."

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The two brothers, who had just been living in harmony for a few days, started quarreling again at Rango's house.

After seeing this scene, the surrounding earthbound spirits wisely avoided it, and when leaving the hall, they did not forget to exchange gossipy glances and whisper:
"Have you noticed that both of the master's brothers are so handsome?"

"Need I tell you, not only is he handsome, he also has an incredible body!"

"When the three brothers stand together, they don't look like the Exorcist at all, they look like a star-studded cast in a movie!"

"I still like the master more. I just love his domineering look."

"Oh, you really picked it!"

A few minutes later, the argument ended with Dean angrily putting on his coat and slamming the door.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't want to run away from home out of spite, but was planning to have his beloved car serviced.

Whenever he encountered troubles, he could only calm down by stroking his car.

But this time
"Fuck!!!!"

Angry curses instantly rang out throughout the entire street!

"What's wrong?!"

Several people in the house immediately rushed out of the house.

Rango put on his brass knuckles, put his hand on the revolver at his waist, and asked loudly: "The Yellow-Eyed Devil is coming?!"

"Which bastard did this!" Dean didn't answer him, but pointed angrily at the rear of his beloved car.

There, not only was the black paint scratched beyond recognition, but even the rear of the car was partially dented.

Dean looked down and saw that the exhaust pipe was cracked!
"Fuck! Fuck!" Dean, who always treated his car like his life, roared angrily and walked around his car non-stop, "Check the surveillance! Call the police! I will catch this damn bastard!"

Seeing this, Rango immediately glared at McQueen who was standing silently by the side.

This Chevrolet is so black, yet this guy has the guts to steal it!
He then organized his words and whispered the details into Dean's ear.

After that, he picked up Teddy without hesitation, and after quickly getting into McQueen's car, he slapped the steering wheel and urged, "Go! Go!"

McQueen opened his eyes and opened his mouth to apologize to Dean, "Saury, but I really got her consent before..."

Then, before Dean could react, McQueen rushed out, turned into a red lightning, and disappeared in Dean's astonished eyes.

After they all left, Dean slowly came back to his senses, his eyes slowly falling on the horrible exhaust pipe of his beloved car.

At that moment, all the shock and heartache merged into an indescribable emotion, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate cry:

"No!!! God! Please! No——!"

(End of this chapter)