Chapter 142 [Wooden House] New York Region Manager!
"Rango!"
When Abel saw him, he couldn't care less about having any more ambiguity with his goddess, and pulled Lango tightly to a corner.
He said seriously with a serious face: "You can no longer execute the prisoners in the prison at will. Have you ever counted how many prisoners you have killed in the past few days? There are more than thirty, many of which are of great research value. individual!”
"Hey, relax buddy, they're just some dark creatures. Think about how many lives those bastards killed before [The Cabin] caught them?"
Lango continued to retort: "So what if we kill them all? Anyway, there is no law that says you can't kill monsters at will."
"Things are not that simple, Rango." Abel shook his head and sighed, "It is true that some of them were captured because they did evil things and caused panic, but most of them were actually caught in prison because your parents thought it was fun and interesting. "
"Huh? Is there such a thing?" Lange was stunned.
Abel nodded and explained: "Yes, for example, those sea monsters you killed yesterday were purely because Mr. Pitt thought their singing was good when he was on the boat, so he imprisoned them in the 'wooden house' just to listen to them in his free time. Qu Jie Boring. Their family has never harmed anyone since they were born!”
"Fake! Then why didn't they tell me!"
"They can't talk!"
Lango frowned. He still remembered the sirens yesterday. Not only were they half-human and half-fish monsters, but even their upper bodies with human features were not as beautiful as the mermaids in the movie. With that mouthful Jagged teeth look very ferocious.
I didn’t expect it to be so harmless to humans and animals!
He patted his chest regretfully and promised: "OK, mybad! My bad brother, I won't do this again in the future."
Anyway, the energy provided by these little things was pitiful, and the monster spawn was far from being as satisfying as he had expected.
"I hope you can keep your word, Rango." Abel looked at him dubiously and sighed, "Actually, the reasons why many monsters in the prison were caught are inexplicable. Like the snow monster, it has nothing to do with the world. He has never even set foot on the fringes of human society, but just because Chief Qiao one day thought absurdly that the snow monster's legs might be transplanted to his body, he captured him and conducted many inhumane studies."
"And the lanky ghost, which should have been a ghost in the forest, free and easy, but ended up going through a lot of trouble because of a boring bet between Mr. Pitt and Cleveland about the monster's skin color. They must be kidnapped from the woods and imprisoned in dark cells.”
"As for the deformed two-headed woman with superpowers, it's because Chief Quagma wanted to try something new."
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This guy listed dozens of monsters who were captured in order to satisfy the various special hobbies and bad tastes of the original [Four Horsemen of the Wooden House].
After listening to this, Lango's already precarious filter towards [Wooden House] was instantly shattered.
Is this worthy of being called the "Four Horsemen"?
Aren’t these the Four Great Evils? !
"Mom, Fake." Lange couldn't help but swore, and his hands hung down helplessly, "Why do you sound like my father and the others are monsters? Are they running around, catching dark creatures, just for satisfaction? My own selfish desires and bad tastes?”
"Well, actually, not really. Mainly because the evil monsters were eliminated on the spot before they were brought to the cabin."
Abel quickly added: "And several officers are very friendly to most monsters, such as the deformed two-headed girl. With the help of Chief Quagma, she not only found love, but also learned to control her superpowers. Isn’t this a kind of salvation?”
".shet!"
Lange shook his head unhappily, "You'd better say less, Abel. I originally thought our parents were great men who saved the world, but now I see that their quality is even inferior to mine!"
Abel, who felt that he had just said something wrong, quickly explained: "Of course they have made an indelible contribution to saving the world, but in addition to being heroes, they also have some special hobbies of their own. I think this can also be said. "Understood."
Lango smiled casually and said no more. At this time, he found that although Abel was talking to him, his eyes were always glancing at Nuyana who was talking to his brother not far away.
Seeing this scene, Lange pretended to be unintentional and said: "It's hard to take care of such a big brother-in-law, Abel. Nuada seems to have always been opposed to you being with his sister."
Abel was startled suddenly, his face turned red, and he waved his hands in a panic: "Lango, you misunderstood, Nuyana and I are not the kind of relationship you think, we are just..."
"Yeah, it's just because you have a crush on her, right?"
Lango smiled and patted him on the shoulder, interrupting his embarrassment: "Don't be embarrassed, buddy, there is no shame in liking someone."
Abel scratched his head awkwardly, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes: "As long as I can see her from a distance, it's enough. She is very far away to me." "Wow, I only know how to lick dogs, I didn’t expect there were licking fish.”
Lango smiled and lured him: "I heard from the staff here that because of Liz's pregnancy, you and Hellboy haven't been on a mission for several days, so let's see... do you want to come? My side?"
"Huh? What do you mean by coming here?" Abel asked confused.
Lange smiled mysteriously and took out an exquisite metal nameplate from his pocket. The shield-shaped design was engraved with the logo of [Woodhouse], and the word "NY" was prominently printed below.
This was the identity plate given to him by Quagma after he had a conversation not long ago.
The general manager of the New York area of the supernatural resistance organization [The Cabin in the Woods]!
The title is very long, but in short, he will be the boss of [Woodhouse] in New York from now on.
At first, both Quagma and Old Joe considered letting him succeed Hellboy, play an important role in the Texas headquarters, and become a "fire-fighting hero" on call at any time.
But both Lange and Clarey and the others he brought with him strongly refused, and even showed a tendency to leave if they disagreed.
Lange and his group did not come here to work for the old American government. They were asked to go out to fight against dark creatures like office workers every day. When they came back, they had to be angry with the superiors. No matter how much money they were given, they would not pay for this job. Can do it.
It happened that I had communicated with Lao K and Lao Qiao before and found out that because MIB is headquartered in New York, [Wooden House] did not deploy any manpower in New York in order not to disperse its power, which led to the unrest of dark creatures there. Matters are often resolved by MIB across banks.
As a native of Xinxiang who had just rebuilt a mansion and would even be the next director of the Museum of Natural History, Lango decisively proposed that his team take over the defense of New York.
And they also made bold promises that as long as they were here, not even a dark creature would be able to sneak in in New York!
What else can Quagma say? Based on his deep friendship with Peter, he really regards Lango as his own son and nephew.
After sighing helplessly, he agreed to Lango and reported the situation here to the White House as quickly as possible.
Lango still remembers what the old man called President said when Quagma dialed the red phone.
"I'm hosting a roasted alien dinner with the MIB people. Just make your own decision, Quagma."
In this way, Lange naturally became the person in charge of the most prosperous metropolis in North America.
The White House even approved an initial funding of up to five million US dollars to build a New York branch and protect the tranquility of the city.
Now that I think about it, all this is as fast as a nonsensical movie.
Nothing to say, Lango waved the nameplate in his hand in front of Abel, then put away his laughter and said seriously: "Come to New York and help me. Do the work, man!”
When Abel heard this, he looked incredulous: "Me? But you have so many people under your command, Da Vinci, the Vomiting Man, Andrew and the others, all of them are so strong."
"Yeah, you're right, man, they are pretty good, but it's a pity."
Lango glanced around and saw that they were all gone, pointed at his head towards Abel, and whispered: "It's a pity that they are all too stupid. Apart from me, there is no smart person in the team! I need your wise head to save them."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Lange knew very well that none of his gang had any brains. If something happened in New York in the future, if they were sent out to solve it, they might even get lost.
But it’s different when Abel is here!
As the right-hand man of Hellboy, this fishman not only has a very high IQ, but is also proficient in science. His understanding of dark creatures is unparalleled. His combat effectiveness may be a bit lacking, but does Lango need combat effectiveness? It's a smart brain!
Wouldn't it be a waste for such a good talent to follow Hellboy?
"Listen, buddy." Lange squeezed him with his shoulder and persuaded sincerely: "Think about it, the elves' nest is below New York, and Nuyana will definitely return to New York in a few days. Go, if you are in New York, you might see her every day. There is a saying in the East that love grows with time. If you stay together for a long time, you can develop it even if there is no love. "
"And I have a good relationship with her brother. Don't look at him being beaten to death by me every day, but he and I are already good friends. When the time comes, I will give you a few nice words. You and Nuyana It’s done!”
"Hmm? How to think about it? Think about it yourself, brother."
Lange winked at Abel, who was in a dilemma. Just when he was about to strike while the iron was hot, his cell phone rang suddenly.
He picked it up and took a look, and the expression on his face suddenly turned playful. It was the girl named Heather whom he met on the road before.
(End of chapter)