Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 268: Stealing, kidnapping, and fraud
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Rango slowly turned his head and looked at his old father-in-law with suspicion.

"So, in the far east, there is a place similar to a mysterious island, inhabited by animals?"

"Yes!"

Dracula nodded and replied: "Prince Shen is the mayor of Phoenix City on the island. More than three hundred years ago, he sailed across the ocean to the West to challenge masters, and then he met me."

The old guy didn't say anything after that, but from the sound of it, it seemed that the old bat and the old peacock had fought each other.

Well, this old peacock has lived for hundreds of years, and like the werewolf Wayne and others, he has human thinking abilities.

Rango was speechless and took a deep puff of his cigar. He didn't expect that the East of this world would be so interesting. He must go and see it after he retires!

At this moment, Lord Shen, the city lord with an elegant posture, head held high, and a teacup in his hand, suddenly turned his gaze to Rango: "Young man, you seem to have some opinion about my existence?"

"No!" Rango waved his hands quickly, looking sincere. "In fact, I have always respected and yearned for the distant East. Lord Shen, it is my great honor to meet you."

In order to express his respect, he deliberately used Chinese, which he had not spoken for a long time, and his tone was full of sincerity.

After hearing this, Prince Shen nodded with satisfaction and closed his eyes again. The teacup in his hand seemed to be the medium that isolated him from the outside world.

Oh, another character who is as pretentious as Dracula.

Rango shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Dracula beside him suddenly said, "In fact, cities like Phoenix that are ruled by animals are not only in the East, but also in the West. And the technology is developing even faster."

Listening to his words, Rango looked at the other person in the private room.

A mouse in a suit and tie with a handkerchief stuffed in his breast pocket.

“You gotta be kidding me!”

Rango pointed at the mouse dressed as the Godfather and said in disbelief, "Don't tell me this is Mr. Big from Zootopia!"

"Is there anything so hard to believe?" Dracula replied puzzledly, "Art comes from life. A few years ago, a cartoonist was stranded on an island far away from the human world due to a shipwreck. He recorded everything he saw and heard on the island with his brush. After returning to human society, he created the cartoon you mentioned. Hahahaha."

At this point, Dracula couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the rest of the people in the room also smiled in amusement.

It's as if being seen as a character in a cartoon is such a ridiculous thing.

As for the big gentleman over there, he looked like he hadn't woken up yet, with his head down, as if he would fall asleep at any moment. Behind him stood a tall polar bear, like a bodyguard, looking around with an unhappy look on his face, but in this situation, he could only endure it silently.

Rango sighed lightly. How could he still have the mind to laugh at others? Except for himself, who among those present was not from a cartoon?

He shook his head and scanned the box again, landing on the last new face.

"Ok?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Rango's eyes, and his expression became serious.

It was a golden dragon, different from Toothless, it was more like a traditional Chinese golden dragon.

But at this moment, it was like a human being, sitting on the sofa with its legs crossed, holding a wine glass in one hand and leisurely shaking a cigar in the other, looking very stylish.

What surprised Rango was that, unlike the previous three, this guy exuded a sense of being a bad guy and villain, and his aura was much stronger than the previous three.

Well. There's always a decent guy.

Seeing that he was staring at the golden dragon, Dracula explained, "This is the Holy Lord of Fire Demon, one of the great demons who ruled the earth in ancient times in the East."

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An expected smile appeared on Rango's face. Although his identity was revealed, with his previous experiences, he was not surprised at all.

He originally thought that tonight would be a big gathering of horror movie villains, but he didn't expect that all the people who came would be characters from cartoons.

"Huh? Why is there an empty seat?" Rango's eyes fell on the lonely empty sofa in the private room.

Dracula first glanced at the werewolf Wayne who was smoking with his head down and a worried look on his face, then said nonchalantly: "That's the seat of Brother Wayne, but he was a little unhappy chatting with me, so I left first."

"OK"

Rango nodded, and then stopped talking and went straight to the point, stating the purpose of his visit.

Satan has returned, invaded the human world, and a large number of victims have appeared.
He has teamed up with Lucifer, Muwu and others. This time he came here to invite everyone in the hotel to go down and defeat the old guy before Satan unifies Hell.

"I have finished speaking. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

After Rango finished speaking, he glanced at everyone in the private room, only to find that they all seemed to be immersed in their own world. Some were chatting, some were busy with their own things, and no one paid any attention to him.

Fortunately, someone finally responded after a while.

"I object!"

Rango turned his head and saw that the person who objected was none other than his old father-in-law Dracula.

After hearing what Rango said, the old bat looked at Rango as if he were a fool and asked in confusion, "Have you ever fought against Satan before?"

"No." Rango shook his head.

"Then why do you think you can beat the opponent?"

"because."

Rango thought about it and shook his head helplessly: "To be honest, I don't know. But I only know that if Satan continues to develop like this, in this era when the gods are hidden, he will soon summon the army of hell to invade the human world, and then the world we live in will be destroyed. And..."

He looked at everyone in the room and asked doubtfully, "You all should know the prophecy of Ragnarok, right? Now the gods in various mythological stories have left the earth. In less than a year, the ancient gods underground will break out of the ground and destroy the world. Satan is one of them. Haven't you ever thought about fighting against the ancient gods?"

After hearing his words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.

When Rango was puzzled, Dracula explained: "We haven't offended those ancient gods, so why should we worry about them? At most, they will retaliate against the gods who have had a grudge against them, and perhaps hundreds of millions of ordinary people will be buried with them, but for us, this is nothing."

Prince Shen also spoke up, "You are still too young, kid. The so-called 'destruction of the world' is nothing but an exaggeration. The ancient gods also need the faith of mortals and a stage to show their miracles. They may destroy ordinary people who believe in other gods, but they will never raze the entire earth to the ground. Otherwise, where would they find a place to be gods?"

"Don't worry, the wrath of the ancient gods will not be directed at you. It is wise to enjoy the present moment."

Rango frowned when he heard this, and finally understood why these guys were obsessed with partying all day and turned a blind eye to the impending crisis.

He originally thought that they had mastered the secret way to escape the disaster, a refuge that was like a reverse world, but it turned out that they were just indifferent to the lives of ordinary people and only wanted to live on their own.

"Um"

Rango pondered for a moment. Although he had a thousand words in his mind, he found it difficult to refute.

After all, these creatures are fundamentally different from humans, and the only human, Mr. Super, seems to be a psychopath with an antisocial personality.

It is indeed unrealistic to expect them to help humans fight against the ancient gods. Fuck, wouldn't it be a wasted trip?
Rango looked around and found that everyone in the private room seemed to have little interest in his proposal. He couldn't help but sigh and turned to look at Dracula.

But before he could open his mouth, the old bat refused forcefully, "Don't look at me. Satan and I have no grudges against each other. You should solve your own battle. Don't involve our hotel. Also, don't take Mavis on any adventures!"

"Fuck, you change your expression so quickly."

Rango retorted speechlessly. He looked like a kind father-in-law before, but in the blink of an eye he became so cold.

Werewolf Wayne also joined in the persuasion: "Rango, listen to my advice, Satan is not something you can deal with. Even God needs to join forces with other gods to seal him. Do you think you are strong enough to match him?"

Rango didn't say much. His fists were instantly wrapped in blue light, and he responded to Wayne's doubts with practical actions.

When the people in the private room saw this, they all showed surprise in their eyes. As extraordinary creatures, they could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in Rango's fists.

Realizing that the conversation was not going well, Rango did not want to waste any more words and stood up to leave. Before leaving, he looked around at everyone and said firmly: "Although I have never seen God, please believe that comparing that old guy who is enjoying himself in a corner with me is the greatest insult to me."

Seeing that everyone present was silent, Rango cursed with disdain, no longer had the desire to stay, and left the private room directly.

"F*cking Pussy"

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At this time, the atmosphere outside the private room was still warm and wild, and all kinds of monsters gathered in the hall, drinking and chatting.

Rango was about to ask Teddy to leave together, but unexpectedly found Teddy sitting at a wine table with Winnie and Little Slime beside him.

"Waterfa?"

When Rango approached, he frowned in dissatisfaction, "Teddy, what are you doing? Winnie and the others are just children, they can't drink."

"Don't worry, it's just a drink."

Teddy waved his hand, motioning him to sit down, handed him a glass of wine and placed it in front of him, then asked with a smile, "Did Dracula and the others agree to join forces with you?"

"yeah."

Rango drank the strange green liquid in the cup in one gulp, burped a few times, and said casually: "They believe that even if the ancient gods are born, it will not have much impact on them. The world will still function, and at most half of the ordinary people will be sacrificed."

"Fuck? The ancient god is not Thanos, why did half of the human race die?" Teddy asked curiously.

"That's just a metaphor. Maybe two-thirds will die? Or one-third? Who knows?"

Rango went on to say, "Forget it, forget about them. Just the few of us are enough. With Yumi here, if things get bad, we can hide in the magic book and take refuge in another world. Compared to them, we have many more ways to escape."

Teddy shrugged. He thought that Rango was just bored after becoming powerful and wanted to find some excitement.

Although they have lived in this world for many years, they have few friends. When the ancient gods are born, they can take these people to the black robe world and live a comfortable life. However, Rango seemed to be shouldering a heavy responsibility and had to face those underground ancient gods.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve read too many third-rate comics, but I actually think of myself as the savior.

Teddy pouted speechlessly, then jumped off the chair with his feet, "I'll go get you something delicious, you must try it, the new chef here is even better than Megan."

After saying that, he ran away in a hurry. Rango shook his glass and was about to light a cigarette, but found that Winnie and Little Slime were staring at him with wide eyes. He smiled awkwardly and put away the cigarette box.

"Rango, are you unhappy chatting with Dad and the others?" Winnie asked curiously.

Rango smiled, stroked Winnie's head, and shook his head: "It's okay, we just have some disagreements."

Winnie nodded, as if she had made up her mind. She picked up Little Slime with one hand and said to Rango seriously, "If they don't want to help you, Little Slime and I can go with you!"

Rango looked at the two of them with a warm smile on his face: "The place we are going to this time is much more dangerous than the reverse world, you should just stay at home."

After hearing this, Winnie pouted and said unhappily, "How can Sister Mavis go out to play all the time? She hasn't been home for a long time."

"Because she is an adult. When you become an adult, you can also have such freedom." Rango tapped Winnie's head gently, his eyes revealing seriousness. "So, you have to grow up obediently and don't think about those dangerous things. When you become an adult, if there is a chance, I will take you out to play."

"But..." Winnie's expression suddenly became a little awkward. She scratched her chin and said embarrassedly, "I told my brothers and sisters about the last time I went to the reverse world with you. They were all very excited, so when they knew you were coming this time, they all quietly left the hotel and were waiting for you outside, ready to go on an adventure with you..."

"Ah?" Rango was confused. "Aren't you afraid that Wayne will beat you up if he finds out?"

Winnie shrugged nonchalantly: "Dad alone can't beat more than 500 of us..."

Rango was stunned for a moment, then picked up another glass of wine and drank it all. In other words, Wayne's more than 500 wolf cubs have now sneaked out of the hotel and are outside preparing to follow him on an adventure?
"Okay..." Rango looked at Winnie's expectant eyes, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "Why not? Wait for me outside, I'll be out soon."

"Yeah!" Winnie waved her fist happily as if she had won a victory, then immediately jumped off the chair, ready to tell her brothers the good news.

Teddy ran over with a bowl in his hand and shouted excitedly, "Rango, try it! This is the cooking skill of the amazing chef I told you about."

Rango looked at the dish on the table with a suspicious look.

Lion head?
Is there a master who can cook Chinese food hidden in Hotel Transylvania?
He raised an eyebrow, picked up the spoon curiously, scooped a large piece of meatball and put it into his mouth. The next moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, and the expression on his face instantly became wonderful.

"Thank you for the generous gift!"

Rango shouted in shock, and then he ate up the remaining meatballs and said with admiration, "This is definitely the most authentic Chinese food I have ever eaten in my life! Where did this guy learn this skill? We need to send Megan to learn from him!"

"No need to bother."

Hearing this, Teddy curled up a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, then quietly took out his right hand from behind his waist, and a little mouse wearing a chef's hat appeared in his hand.

"There's a Ratatouille hiding in this damn hotel!" Teddy announced excitedly. "How about taking him home? Let him cook for the Minions."

"Uh"

Rango looked at the bewildered little mouse in Teddy's hand, frowned, and said hesitantly, "Isn't this a bad idea? After all, it's someone else's stuff."

Teddy raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "So?"

"So you'd better hide it well."

Rango grabbed Teddy by the collar, the sports car started instantly, and disappeared into the hall in a flash.

When they appeared again, hundreds of little werewolves had gathered in front of them. They looked at Rango expectantly, with excitement flashing in their eyes.

Rango looked at these Wayne children. Although he felt reluctant to take them to face unknown dangers, he thought that with Yumi there, their safety should be guaranteed.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth to encourage everyone, a figure in a black cloak suddenly emerged from the shadows on the ground.

Rango immediately became alert. The system warning on his palm was so hot that it almost burned. This was the strong warning he had received when he faced Dracula.

Sorry, I had a fever and cough, so I didn't polish it.

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(End of this chapter)