Chapter 66: The Three Evils of the Wen Family (×) The Three Idiots of the Wen Family (√)
"Hahaha"
A burst of hearty and cheerful male laughter echoed in front of the empty villa, followed by a bustle of fists and feet intertwined with cries for help mixed with pain.
In the car, Meghan looked at the scene in front of her, her face full of confusion and curiosity: "Aren't they brothers? Why do they greet each other in such a strange way?"
"Yeah. Who says it's not?"
Teddy smiled and said with emotion: "The way men express their emotions is always weird. What's more, they are just three big boys, and it's normal for them to fight and fight."
a few minutes ago.
After Lango, who was still in the driver's seat, saw the two people, he was stunned for a moment, then opened the door without hesitation and walked forward quickly.
When the three of them met, they first hugged and laughed excitedly and enthusiastically, and then started making jokes and teasing mixed with all kinds of swear words. Finally, the three of them even moved their hands, using their fists and feet to greet each other's crotch.
In the end, Lange was the better one. At this time, he held the two people under his arms, one on the left and the other on the right. He shook his body and asked them if they missed his big brother.
"Yes! I miss you every day!" Let go, Lango, I can't breathe."
Hearing the smiling begging for mercy below, Lango happily helped them up.
These two boys were his cousins whom he had not seen for many years, who were his uncle's children.
The one on the left with neat short hair and a bit of unruly and ruffian eyes flashing is Dean. This kid was considered daring in his childhood, and was fearless in setting fires and fighting.
But after being taught a few times by myself, he learned to behave. He followed him all day long, chewing Bigcheese. Even now that he has grown up, he can still see the lawlessness he had when he was a child.
The one with long hair and a somewhat awkward expression on the other side is the younger brother Sam. He is a few years younger than Rango and Dean. His appearance is more like the common gentle college students on campus. He always has a look of indifference on his face. A harmonious, warm smile.
But this head is really high enough.
(Dean is on the left, Sam is on the right)
Lange raised his hand and rubbed the boy's hair, and said intimately: "What did you eat in school? You must be two meters tall to be so tall, right?"
"One meter ninety-six." Sam said sheepishly, "He grows a little too fast."
"Haha, you should go play basketball. Damn the Knicks need a guy like you in the backcourt."
After the teasing, Lange put his hand on the shoulders of his two younger brothers and asked puzzledly: "But why didn't you notify me in advance when you came to New York? What's the matter with being blocked at the door of my house in the middle of the night?"
Dean and Sam looked at each other and said helplessly: "Please, we don't even have your contact information. The news of your return to New York came from the Shadow Hunters."
"They spread rumors in the dark world, claiming that the eldest son of the Winchester family has settled in New York. Their methods of hunting monsters are still the same Wen family style, vicious and violent. They warn their colleagues to be careful when going to New York."
"What's even more outrageous is that they also disclosed your address and means of transportation." Sam added, "So as soon as we heard the news, we went straight to Long Island. Seeing that you were not at home, we had to wait outside."
After hearing this, Lange's face darkened and he said angrily: "Mom, if I had known that they were so dishonest, I should have kidnapped their daughter directly!"
He shook his head, ignored these, and patted the two of them on the shoulders happily.
"We're all in New York anyway. There will be times when the Shadow Hunters will be defeated in the future. Let's go inside and have a drink!"
As the courtyard door slowly closed, the night became darker.
McQueen on the roadside blinked his big, smart eyes and scanned the surroundings. There was no one around the street.
Then, the wheels rolled and McQueen slowly approached Dean's Chevrolet muscle car, whistling.
"giggty~giggty" "Hello, black beauty~"
Inside the house, Lango took out two dozen beers from the refrigerator, and ordered Megan to make a cold cut platter as an appetizer.
The so-called cold cuts platter is actually similar to the braised meat that Lango had in his previous life, except that instead of pork head meat, it is filled with ham, sausages and smoked fish.
Although it sounds good, the taste...
Of course, Lango, who has lived in the old American world for so many years, has long been accustomed to white people's food.
After a glass of beer, Lango's curiosity was ignited.
He nodded to the two people in front of him and asked: "I heard from others that you also embarked on the road of exorcism and even set fire to a church in Texas. What's going on?"
Dean shrugged upon hearing this and said helplessly: "That's an old tree demon that has been entrenched in the church for hundreds of years. If we don't set fire to it, we can't get rid of that guy at all, but the fire is getting bigger and bigger."
"Yes, and that tree demon has killed several people, so we have no choice but to do it."
Lange nodded slightly, and then asked a simple question, "Have you never tried calling an excavator to dig out the roots during the day?"
"It has killed so many people. The bishop of the church should agree to this approach, which will not only eliminate safety risks but also eradicate this scourge."
"."
As soon as these words came out, Dean and Sam were immediately confused. They looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.
"Come on, let's drink and drink." Dean immediately raised his glass and dropped the topic.
Whether in the East or the West, alcohol is the best tool to bring people closer together.
The third brother, who was originally a little emotionally unfamiliar because they hadn't seen each other for many years, now had a familiar arm around each other and slumped on the sofa.
"So, because of that Pharaoh's gold medal, all the collections in the museum where you work come to life at night, and even the portraits can speak?" Dean asked curiously.
"Yes, it's amazing, isn't it?" Lange said with a smile: "I can talk to almost all celebrities from ancient times to the present. Octavian knows, right? He is like a little brother in front of me."
"Fake, I must go and see it some other time."
Dean looked surprised, then his eyes lit up, and he had a sudden thought: "Wait, wait! Since the model statues that enter the museum can be resurrected, why don't we choose a few character models that we hope to be resurrected and put them in Woolen cloth?"
"for example?"
"Marilyn Monroe! Greta Garbo! Audrey Hepburn! Vivien Leigh!" Dean's face was full of excitement, "Think about it, if it works, then we..."
Hearing this, Lange was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "Your mother is really a genius for messing with Fake!"
Here, I saw my two brothers jumping up and down excitedly.
Sam shook his head helplessly, and then asked: "If this is really possible, shouldn't we bring the uncle and aunt's portraits in first? In this way, we might be able to directly ask the reason for their disappearance."
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Rango and Dean, who were still excited about their genius idea, immediately froze in place.
"Come, come, drink, drink."
(End of chapter)