Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 379 Calming Down the Chaos
On the streets of New York.

A group of masked black men smashed the store's glass and stole goods from the shelves with impunity.

Many of them even carried guns and used them to threaten the shop owners to hand over cash in exchange for their lives.

A zero-dollar shopping carnival for them is underway.

Many times it is really hard to blame others for discriminating against these guys.

Just like now, as long as there is a slight tendency of social unrest, these guys will definitely be the first to cause trouble.

And it's not like they would take advantage of the chaos to kill their enemies with guns or anything like that. These guys who haven't fully evolved have luxury goods and supermarkets, and even the cash drawers in convenience stores in their minds.

But at this moment, a group of minions wearing blue overalls suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street.

These little guys were in groups of three, chattering and holding all kinds of strange weapons in their hands.

Banana-shaped rocket launchers, toy guns that sprayed glue, and even a few Minions holding giant yellow lollipops, rushing towards the black people who were buying for free as if they were waving baseball bats.

"crash"

Here, a black man just smashed the glass of a jewelry store and couldn't wait to reach in and grab all the jewelry inside.

But before he could touch the gold jewelry, a banana-shaped missile suddenly shot over from the distance!
boom--!
An explosion was heard, and the banana bomb that looked only the size of a palm actually had the effect of a grenade, blowing the black man away and landing heavily in the trash can across the street.

"Hee hee hee"

The Minions let out their signature laugh.

They ran around the streets like a group of naughty children, beating up those black people who bought things for zero dollars and making them flee in fear.

Not far behind them, there was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the other end of the street.

Phil Dunphy, the dad from Modern Family, is on the run with his wife Claire and three children.

A few minutes ago, their family went to the supermarket happily to shop in the evening, but before they finished paying the bill, they encountered a group of masked black people who came in with guns and robbed them.

As a result, they didn’t even dare to ask for things and could only flee from the supermarket in a hurry.

"Hey! Look, it's Rango's Minions!" Phil recognized these little guys in blue overalls at a glance, and an expression of surviving a disaster appeared on his face.

Phil, who was still trembling under the black man's gun the last second, suddenly felt confident.

As a good neighbor who often spends men's night with Rango, he is well aware of the capabilities of these little guys.

So Phil turned around and shouted to the community residents behind him: "Don't be afraid! The Minions are here to help us! Let's drive out these troublemakers together!"

The community residents were originally hiding in the building and shivering, but after hearing Phil's shouting, they all poked their heads out.

These residents are also very familiar with the Minions. As long as they live in the same community as Rango, who doesn’t know how powerful these little yellow creatures are?
Now that someone was taking the lead, under the herd effect, the rest of the people also took up the weapons they could see and joined the ranks of the minions.

“For our community!”

Phil held a baseball bat high and rushed towards the black people who were buying for free like a general commanding thousands of troops.

When the Minions saw so many helpers, their morale was immediately boosted.

While they were shouting slogans, they used all kinds of strange weapons to beat the blacks to a pulp.

Claire followed with her children and recorded this exciting scene with her mobile phone.

The chaos in the community was quickly quelled.

Store owners came out of their stores to express their gratitude to the Minions and community residents.

"Thank you! Thank you! You are simply heroes who defend peace."

"No, they are the real heroes."

Phil smiled and pointed at the minions jumping on the street: "They are the guardians of tonight!"

At the same time, an even more absurd farce was taking place in New York's Times Square.

This largest square in New York is now gathering countless people, all of whom are attracted by those guys who come to preach. The scene is so chaotic, like a large-scale X-cult rally.

A man in a golden robe held up a book with a worn cover and shouted, "Join the Cult of Titan and you will gain the power of God!"

Behind this guy stood a few burly men, like bodyguards on the left and right.

Not far from their group, another woman in a green robe waved a snake-shaped staff and shouted loudly: "No! Joining the Quetzalcoatl Church is the real choice!"

"Satan is the true savior! Join us and you will gain eternal life!"

Another untimely voice interrupted the previous speaker.

The person who interrupted was a man in a black leather jacket, who was standing on a modified motorcycle. Behind him was a group of young people in riveted leather jackets, with skull patterns painted on their faces.

Many citizens who saw them were a little puzzled. They looked like a biker gang, so what did they have to do with Satanism?
These missionaries used words to persuade the citizens in the square to join their sect, and in order to show the power of their sect, they all displayed their "super powers".

The Titan man smashed a huge rock with one punch, the Quetzalcoatl woman summoned a huge snake-like shadow, and the Satan man set his palms on fire.

Seeing this group of demons dancing wildly, those who know them might think they are preaching, while those who don’t might think they are performing under the overpass.

"The era of gods is coming! If you want to surpass mortals and become a god, the only way is to join our sect!" None of these missionaries is willing to fall behind in the war for believers.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the sky.

Toothless was flapping his wings and swooping down from the clouds.

"what is that?!"

A Satanist pointed at Toothless in the sky with a look of horror on his face.

When the leader of the Satan Cult saw Toothless, he was stunned at first, and then he suddenly thought, isn’t this a chance for their Satan Cult to show off in front of people?
"No matter what it is, kill it! Let everyone see our strength!" The guy waved his hand and signaled his men to move out.

At a command, several Satanist believers behind him immediately took out strange devices from their arms and aimed them at Toothless in the sky.

Black beams of energy shot out from the device, heading straight for Toothless.

This scene instantly shocked all the onlookers around.

Before this, they all thought that this gang of bikers were just street scammers trying to take advantage of the situation, but they didn't expect that they actually had real stuff.

But to their surprise, this seemingly powerful energy beam did not cause the slightest movement after it shot into the sky.

Toothless dodged the beams by simply flapping his wings.

These provocative actions successfully angered Toothless, and he let out a low growl from his throat and began his counterattack.

His mouth opened and a stream of blazing flame spurted out with precision.

The flames instantly engulfed the Satanist believers, and they turned into ashes before they could even scream.

"Walter-Fuck?!"

The Titan Cult man widened his eyes, staring at the scene in disbelief.

"Run!" The missionaries who were ready to show off shouted in fear and turned around to escape.

But Toothless had already locked onto this group of people, and a stream of flame burst out, burning the woman holding the snake-shaped scepter and the believers behind her into ashes.

The crowd in Times Square fell into chaos in an instant. They screamed and fled in all directions, while the missionaries tried desperately to escape from Toothless's wrath like frightened rats.

But no matter where those cultists ran, the flames would fall from the sky as if they had navigation and accurately burn them to ashes.

Not long after, the citizens who gathered here out of curiosity also discovered it.

The black dragon's flames only burned those who attempted to preach, and did not attack ordinary people like them, so they stopped running away in panic and instead applauded and cheered towards Toothless.

"Roar--!"

Toothless circled in the air and let out a proud roar.

After using fire to clean up the chaos in Times Square, Toothless flapped his wings, headed for another target location, and disappeared into the night sky.

Stitch, Jumbo and One-Eye, who were sent by Rango, are also traveling through the streets of New York, monitoring the behavior of all alien immigrants.

Their mission is to ensure that these alien immigrants do not take advantage of the chaos to do anything small.

"One-Eye, do you think these aliens will be honest?" Qiangba asked as they walked.

"Who knows? But if they dare to mess around, let Stitch bite them!" One-Eye replied casually, and the only big eye on his head looked around curiously.

This was the first time since arriving on Earth that Rango allowed them to go out normally without disguise.

"Roar~" Stitch, who was walking at the front of the team, growled twice to express his agreement.

Their first stop is an alien immigrant family hidden in the heart of New York City.

The family came from a planet called "Cryptos" and looked just like ordinary people.

But in the eyes of Qiangba and the others, the family in front of them had blue skin and tentacles on their heads, and looked like a group of walking octopuses.

"Listen, Cryptons, this is a special period. You'd better stay at home and don't do anything tricky." Qiangba warned in a serious tone.

"We understand, we understand." The Crypto parents nodded repeatedly, indicating that they would abide by the rules.

In the past few months, the trio led by Stitch has bullied these alien immigrants in New York.

Especially those troublemakers who loved to stir up trouble, almost all of them were taught a lesson.

These three evil stars are more terrifying than the Men in Black among all the alien immigrants in New York.

Of course, not all alien immigrants are as honest as the Cryptons.

During the next patrol, Stitch and Jumbo One-Eye encountered a group of immigrants from the planet "Zerg".

Not only do these guys refuse to cooperate, they try to use their super powers to attack Stitch.

"You three aliens are treacherous! It's fine if you're just being dogs for humans, but don't expect us to be the same as you!"

A Zeg who looked like the leader sneered and waved his hand to signal his men to take action.

But these newly immigrated aliens obviously had not experienced the beatings from the Stitch trio.

In an instant, Stitch rushed into the crowd of Zeg people like a blue lightning. Its teeth and claws were like sharp blades, knocking several Zeg people to the ground in an instant.

Jumba also joined the battle, and its body knocked several Zegs away like a cannonball.

One-Eye stood aside, took out a pistol from his waist and fired several tranquilizer bullets, knocking down all the remaining Zeg people.

"It's done!"

The three of them happily high-fived each other, all with proud expressions on their faces.

"Well done, Stitch!"

Accompanied by cheers and the sharp sound of tires rubbing, a black car braked suddenly and drifted to a stop in front of them.

The person who got out of the car was Agent K's new partner, Agent J, a black man wearing sunglasses.

Since the world began to change, the MIB has ordered all agents in the bureau to be dispatched to monitor and keep an eye on the alien immigrants in New York to prevent them from daring to cause unrest.

Agent J had just arrived at the scene, but he didn't expect that someone would be faster than him.

"You are welcome!"

Stitch waved his claws, then continued their patrol mission with Jumbo One-Eye.

Looking at their backs, Agent J shook his head with emotion.

As expected of Rango, he sent people to quell the unrest and maintain peace before any other agencies had a chance to react.

Speaking of which, what will the future look like?

Agent J raised his head and looked at the sky, which seemed a little different from before.

The Age of Gods?

is it possible?

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at home.

Almost all family members have gone out to maintain stability in the city. In the murder house, besides Rango, only Tunmei and Megan are still at home.

That's right, even Teddy didn't know where he was riding Malphite.

And this Megan is not Red Riding Hood Megan, but the robot maid in the house.

At this time, Megan was sitting opposite Rango, with her eyes projecting video projections of several people, which she used to allow Rango to video call people far away.

"This only means that the seal has been weakened to the extreme, but it does not mean that these guys will be able to come out immediately."

Rango said to Quigma and others in the projection: "Actually, I don't think this is a bad thing. On the contrary, it is a good thing."

"Think about it, over the past few years, all countries have been working together to cover up the existence of the extraordinary. Now that the ancient gods have emerged, at least humans have been mentally prepared and know what kind of world they are living in."

"Well, that makes sense." Quigmar nodded, then said in a serious tone: "I received news that the United Nations is holding an emergency meeting. If nothing unexpected happens, countries may reveal the truth about the world to all civilians tomorrow."

"In fact, this should have been done a long time ago." Old Joe interrupted dissatisfiedly: "In recent years, the number of deaths caused by accidental involvement in supernatural events around the world has almost caught up with the number of deaths caused by car accidents. Many civilians have begun to suspect this a long time ago."

"By the way, Rango." Quigmar suddenly asked, "I'm going to Washington to have a meeting with the president tomorrow. You can come with me."

"I?"

Rango shook his head and refused directly, "I have something to deal with tomorrow, so go by yourself."

As for what happened. He looked down at the blue lines on his wrist.

The system energy has been empty for so long, it's time to refill it!
(End of this chapter)