Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 266 After Falling, I Became You

“Hold on, Hold on!”

Seeing that Quigmar looked impatient to take action, Rango quickly jumped up and stood between them.

"I've talked to this guy and confirmed that it wasn't him who did it. It was Satan who did it."

Although the brothers were a little surprised to see Rango here, they were still angry.

Old Joe supported himself on the ground with one hand and used his other hand to pick up the wheelchair that had smashed on the bar. The next second, a golden light shone on the wheelchair and a magic circle appeared.

Shadow Hunter's exorcism circle?
Rango was surprised. How come these magic arrays in the Clare family were just like those bought in wholesale and could be seen everywhere?

And now he finally understood why Old Joe always used his wheelchair as a magic weapon to slay demons.
On the other side, Old Joe held the metal wheelchair in one hand, staring at Lucifer, and said in a low voice: "Don't tell me you forgot our [Peace Agreement]. You have been able to roam freely in the human world for so many years because you have the obligation to tell us the movements of the demons in hell. As long as there is an intention to invade the human world, you must tell us immediately. What about this time? Did you drink too much and lose your memory?"

"Uh"

Lucifer pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, "Satan now controls the entire hell, and my former subordinates have all joined him. How can anyone tip me off?"

"Okay, okay, you still don't want to tell the truth, right?"

Looking at the charming and seductive female Lucifer in front of him, Quigmar was already itching to have sex. When he heard that she still dared to be stubborn, he immediately took off his pants and "educated" her a few times.

"Etc., etc!"

Seeing Quagma rushing towards him with his bare bottom, Lucifer was so scared that he raised his hands above his head, fearing that he would be "ruined" by Quagma. Then a black light flashed on his body, and he instantly changed back to his suit and leather shoes.

But instead of stopping, the Quagma ran even faster, with a strange look of excitement on his face.

When Lucifer saw this, he quickly explained, "I just wanted to see Satan's strength. I really didn't want to harm your cabin. But I didn't expect that bastard didn't take the initiative to attack, but just sent some minions up."

"I'll cover all your losses, OK? I know there's an unknown oil field in Africa, I'm giving it to you, it's enough to fund you for hundreds of years!"

squeak--

Hearing this, Quagma stopped with his tongue wagging and an excited expression on his face, then he slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of Lucifer.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Stop pretending to be a woman in front of me. It's disgusting!"

Quagma gave him a displeased look, turned around and whispered with Old Joe, apparently discussing something.

"I'm not pretending for you."

Lucifer muttered quietly, then gave Rango a gentle smile and sat back at the bar calmly.

Soon, four people gathered in front of the bar. In addition to Rango and Lucifer who were originally sitting there, Quigma and Old Joe also joined them.

"Ugh"

As soon as Old Joe sat down, he tilted his head back and drank a large glass of beer, then sighed helplessly, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

Rango asked with concern: "Is the loss heavy?"

"Yes, except for the special missions, more than half of the employees stationed at various bases were killed or injured."

As Old Joe spoke, he took out a few cigars from his pocket and distributed them to everyone. He then lit them with a lighter, took a deep breath, and continued, "The Wooden House is different from the MIB. They are facing aliens. The elites in the army and police force signed up enthusiastically when they heard that they were fighting aliens. But we in the Wooden House are facing all kinds of dark creatures, evil spirits, ghosts, and even angels and demons. Almost no one is willing to join us."

"We have finally recruited some people over the years, but tonight we lost half of them. Damn, Satan's move was too cruel!" Old Joe cursed angrily.

Quagma held the cigar between his legs, and when he picked it up again, the cigar head was already burning red.

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "It's not just Satan. There have been riots of dark creatures all over the world tonight. Rango, our world is becoming increasingly unsafe."

Rango heard this and looked at the two brothers who were smoking strangely. As the leaders of the North American organization to resist dark creatures, these two people knew that monsters had appeared all over the country, and they would have been fine if they didn't solve it, but they were still in the mood to sit here and smoke and drink.

He shook his head helplessly, his eyes shooting lasers, and after lighting a cigar, he asked in confusion: "Why didn't I see any turmoil in New York and Los Angeles?"

When leaving New York, Rango flew quickly over the city. Apart from the gate of hell rushing towards him, he hardly saw any dark creatures causing trouble.

The same was true in Los Angeles. Not even the shadow of the Gate of Hell was seen. There was only a group of people in strange costumes holding a Halloween parade on the street. There was no trace of monsters at all.

"You're talking nonsense, Rango." Quigmar replied speechlessly, "There's a bunch of monster ancestors living in that hotel in Brooklyn. All the dark creatures in New York have been imprisoned in the hotel by Dracula as coolies. Now New York is almost a forbidden zone for dark creatures!"

"As for Los Angeles"

He glanced at Lucifer, who was lying on the bar and playing with his wine glass, and the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Rango nodded slightly. Well, although this Lucifer looked a little unreliable, his reputation was indeed loud enough. Wherever he was, even the dark creatures did not dare to attack easily.

Old Joe stopped talking about those annoying things. He put his arm around Rango's shoulder and acted like a man who had experienced everything. "Enjoy life, buddy. Don't always think about saving the world. After all, there is less than a year left for those ancient gods to break the seal. No matter how hard you try now, it will all be in vain by then."

"Then you still want to take over Lucifer's oil fields?" Rango replied.

"We know the end of the world is coming, but the rich don't." Old Joe said as a matter of course, "When the time comes, we will sell this oil field, and the money from the sale can be used to pay pensions and severance pay to the brothers in the wooden house. Give each of them a few million dollars, so that they can live a comfortable life in the last year of their lives, right?"

".All right."

Rango nodded and chose to remain silent.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became a little quiet after the previous noise.

Apart from the laughter of Teddy and others in the booth at the back, the bar seemed particularly deserted, and the atmosphere on both sides formed a sharp contrast.

From Yumi and the others' perspective, the backs of these four people looked like four frustrated middle-aged men who were drowning their sorrows in alcohol.

"So."

Finally, Rango broke the silence. He looked at Quigmar and Old Joe and asked seriously, "If this oil field is sold, how much money can I get?"

"." Several people were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.

"Haha, Rango, don't worry. As long as Lucifer doesn't give you a small oil field, you can get at least hundreds of millions with your position." Quigma patted his chest and guaranteed.

"Don't worry. How can I, Lucifer, be stingy? Just wait to be the richest man in the world for a year."

"Hahaha"

After the laughter, when the atmosphere had eased a little, Rango took the initiative to ask: "Satan's return this time seems to be a little small, only targeting the wooden house. What do you think?"

Old Joe shrugged and said as a matter of course: "Of course he is targeting us. After all, the last time this guy showed up in the world, it was your grandfather, Old Anderson, who dispersed his clones."

Seeing Rango's puzzled expression, Old Joe added, "Your grandfather was not only an exorcist in the Vatican, but also worked in the Woodhouse. At that time, a group of Satanists in Mexico inexplicably summoned a wisp of Satan's mind through a blood sacrifice. As a result, when the people in the Woodhouse arrived at the scene, your grandfather used brass knuckles and a revolver to beat the Satan's clone into pieces. I guess it was from that time that Satan remembered the name 'Woodhouse'."

"So Satan appeared once decades ago?" Rango asked.

"It's just a mental clone summoned by the believers, and its combat power is average. If it were put in today's world, it might not even be able to support my wheelchair." Old Joe said disdainfully.

After he finished speaking, Old Joe suddenly thought of something, and his face became a little strange: "But the records in the wooden house said that after Old Anderson got rid of that clone, he left the Vatican a few days later. And in the following days, he even married a wife. The strongest exorcist priest in the history of the Vatican actually got married and had children. It's hard not to wonder if Satan aroused the dark side of his heart and corrupted him."

"Wortfalk?!"

Rango was immediately unhappy when he heard this and said, "You call getting married and having children the dark side of the heart? In my opinion, this just proves that my grandfather is a good man with flesh and blood. Look at the guy next to him. After he fell, his wings turned black and he went to hell. But my grandfather just found his own happiness. In order to avoid violating church rules, he even left the church early."

"."

Old Joe smiled noncommittally, "Well, what you said makes sense. However, the conflict between Satan and the cabin probably started from that time, so this time he is so persistent in pursuing us."

"Small-minded bitch."

Rango muttered something, then stood up, walked behind Old Joe and Quigmar, put his arm around their shoulders, and said seriously, "Actually, you guys came at the right time. I've already discussed with Lucifer that we'll gather some people in the next two days and rush directly into Hell to catch Satan off guard! How about going down there and playing together?"

"Ah? Rango, I..."

When Lucifer heard what Rango said, he was so shocked that he stood up from the stool and was about to speak, but Rango covered his mouth and pushed him aside.

"What's there to hesitate about, guys?"

Rango turned to the still confused Quigmar and Old Joe and said in a deep voice, "That bastard has killed half of the people in our cabin. Don't you have any intention of revenge? Don't be a timid Pussy, OK? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

"Uh"

Old Joe, who was always impulsive and irritable, and made people suspect that he had bipolar disorder, seemed unusually calm at this moment. He looked at Rango and smiled awkwardly: "Just relying on our little teeth?"

"Who said we're the only ones?"

Rango pointed backwards, and Yumi and Toothless, who were drinking cocktails, immediately opened their mouths, trying to make fierce expressions, revealing rows of sharp teeth.

"and this."

Rango tightly grasped Lucifer who was trying to break free, and held him tightly in his arms. He looked at Old Joe and Quagma firmly, "As long as we return to Hell, this guy's strength will increase dramatically. When the time comes, he will fight in the front, and we will just help from the side."

"No, Rango, I"

Lucifer had a bitter look on his face. The reason why he stayed in the human world for so many years was that he expected Satan to return to hell early. He had no interest in fighting with him.

But according to Rango, it seemed that he wanted to provoke this battle with Satan.

"You've seen the plots in movies before, right? The new king ascends the throne, and the old king tries to make a comeback. Often a life-and-death contest breaks out between the two." Rango said, "This is not only a feud between the wooden house and Satan, but also a fateful battle for the succession of the throne of hell. And now that we have the new king by our side, what is there to hesitate about?"

"."

Old Joe and Quigmar both knew what was going on when they saw Lucifer, who had a reluctant expression on his face but didn't directly refuse.

This guy actually wants to kill Satan.
However, although both of them are tough guys who are willing to shit in the toilet with their faces facing outward, they suddenly switched from fighting against dark creatures to fighting Satan. Even with Rango and Lucifer around, they couldn't help but hesitate.

"Rango, you may have some misunderstanding about Satan's strength. Let me tell you this. As long as ordinary people like us see that bastard, it will directly arouse the darkness in our hearts. Those who are lucky may be scared to death directly; those who are unlucky will become his puppets and completely corrupted."

Quigmar deliberately said jokingly: "I am not ready to fall yet."

But Rango did not back down at all. "It's just depravity, not abortion. Even if it's depravity, so what? We are completely good people."

"After you fell, Quigmar, the most you could do was play with a few more women. As for Old Joe, the best you could do is break the legs of everyone you saw to make up for your unbalanced mentality."

"As long as Satan can be destroyed, what does it matter if he becomes corrupt?" Rango pointed at Lucifer next to him, "Look at him. He has been corrupted for so many years. Now he is just a little more lustful."

"."

Quagma and Old Joe looked at each other. Although they knew that what the other said was nonsense, it did sound reasonable at first glance.

Even if they are corrupt, they can't do anything bad.
"But it seems that just a few of us are not enough." Old Joe said seriously: "With so few of us, we may not even see Satan in hell. It will take us decades just to kill his men."

"Don't worry, I'll visit Hotel Transylvania when I return to New York." Rango gave him a reassuring look.

After hearing this, the two men felt relieved. If they could bring the guys from the hotel with them to fight Satan together, then even if they couldn't defeat Satan, they would definitely be able to get out of this trip to hell safely.

"Rango, by the way."

At this time, Quigmar suddenly asked: "Since I have nothing to do with Old Joe's fall, what about you?"

He pointed at Rango and asked curiously, "Have you ever thought about what you will become after you fall?"

Hearing this, Rango raised his eyebrows, recalled his past experiences, shrugged and said, "You should become who you are now."

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(End of this chapter)