Chapter 124: Troll Market, Minions? (Ch 124)

Brooklyn Bridge.
As a famous New York building that spans the East River in New York and connects Brooklyn and Manhattan Island, this bridge has a history of more than 100 years.
As the longest suspension bridge in the world at that time, it was also the world’s first bridge built with steel. When it was completed, it was even considered the eighth wonder of the world after the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.
Oddly, it has not been damaged nearly as much in movies as another bridge on the West Coast.
Without further ado, at this moment, on the muddy path under the bridge, McQueen was shuttling at his extraordinary speed, accompanied by his incessant complaints, which sounded particularly harsh in the whistling wind.
“God! This isn’t the place for expensive supercars!”
“Damn, I think I ran over something disgusting, the wheels are all sticky.”
“Rango, you should really learn from the owners of the Rolls-Royce and Bentley in the hotel and take good care of me. Look at how Dom takes care of his Black Beauty. It’s a world of difference compared to you.”
“Really?” Rango asked speechlessly, “Then how about I give you to him? This guy loves cars like his life, I think he will treat you well.”
As soon as these words came out, McQueen, who had been chattering, suddenly fell silent. Dom’s possessive eyes emerged in his mind, and he couldn’t help but shudder. Even the exhaust pipe at the back felt tight!
“Okay, stop it.”
In front of an alley, Rango patted the steering wheel.
McQueen, who was originally speeding, suddenly braked and drifted to a stop beside the wall, splashing mud all over the ground.
Rango couldn’t help rubbing his temples and got out of the car with a headache.
He now discovered that each of his summoned creatures had more shortcomings than the last.
The most obvious one is McQueen, who not only can’t control his exhaust pipe, but also likes to race and drive dangerously. He is also always chattering, a real chatterbox.
“Mom and Dad bless me. I hope the next creature I summon will be a cute and non-clingy guy.”
Rango prayed silently in his heart and then looked around.
Above his head was the brightly lit Brooklyn Bridge with a constant flow of traffic, like a dazzling galaxy; but below his feet was a slum area in Brooklyn, with garbage everywhere, a foul stench, and even a few drug addicts staring at him with malicious eyes.
This is the most prosperous metropolis in North America. He is almost falling in love with it. Of course, the prerequisite is that he is not the poor one.
“You stay here, I’ll go get Teddy.”
“You must be kidding! You’re leaving my priceless supercar alone in a place like this? By the time you come back, I might not even have any wheels left!”
McQueen protested anxiously behind him, but Rango ignored him.
If it was an ordinary sports car parked here, it would most likely be stolen. Although McQueen is a little timid, his fighting ability is quite strong. If there is really a short-sighted thief who dares to come, Rango can only hope that he has bought accidental injury insurance.
Deep in the alley, Rango carefully shuttled between sewage and garbage. If he had known it was so dirty here, he might as well go home and change out of this expensive suit before coming here.
Not long ago on the phone, Teddy told Rango that he was drinking with the Ninja Turtles, and then the group accidentally came to a place called Troll Market along the sewer, and had a conflict with a vendor.
Hearing his anxious tone, it looked like he had suffered a great injustice, so Rango had to rush over to help this kid clean up his mess.
But he had no interest in crawling down the sewer, so after calling Wheelchair Joe to ask about the location of the Troll Market, he set out directly to the main entrance.
Turning the end of the alley, a few familiar figures came into view – the Hellboy trio was arguing with a seemingly kind old lady who was pushing a cat cage.
Wait, that old guy…
Rango narrowed his eyes slightly, and a golden light flashed in them. In the eyes blessed by Amos, the image of the amiable old woman suddenly changed into a caterpillar-like creature with a few stray hairs on its head.
“Scottish troll?”
Recalling what Amos had taught him before, Rango blurted out.
At the same time, Hellboy and the others also noticed Rango’s arrival and cast surprised glances at him, “Shit, you actually followed us?”
“Hey, take it easy big guy.”
Rango smiled and waved his hand, explaining, “Some of my friends are in trouble in the Troll Market, and I just came to find out what’s going on.”
He walked forward slowly, his eyes fell on the Scottish troll disguised as an old woman, raised his eyebrows and asked, “This guy should be the gatekeeper of the market.”
“That’s right.” The fishman Abel nodded in confirmation and pointed to a huge stone door hidden in a pile of debris. There was a complex combination lock device installed next to it.
“Except for dark creatures, the only way for others to enter the market is for the gatekeeper to let them in. But this guy just refused to enter the password to open the door.”
Rango nodded slightly. It was almost the same as the movie plot, but in reality, there was no gas man who could control the gas to crack the mechanism. Therefore, if you want to enter the market, you have to ask for the password.
Hellboy continued to make threats, but the Scottish troll remained unmoved, apparently unfazed by their threats.
Seeing this, Rango clapped his hands, gently pushed the impatient Hellboy aside, then looked at the old woman and said in a cold tone: “I will only ask once, what is the password?”
“Humans? Humans are not allowed to enter…”
Tear——!
Before she finished her words, a tearing sound suddenly rang out in the air.
Rango moved swiftly and tore off one of her arms in an instant. Green blood splashed in the air and dripped onto the dirty ground.
He gently shook off the blood on his hands and asked expressionlessly, “You still don’t want to talk?”
Then, without any hesitation, he forcibly peeled off the troll’s other arm from its body again. In severe pain, the troll’s roar penetrated every corner of the alley, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Rango’s voice was low and dangerous, as if it came from hell: “OK, let me see which leg I should break next.”
“985679!”
The troll finally broke down, and with trembling lips, she spoke out the password quickly, as if every second of delay would threaten her life more.
Rango turned to the astonished fishman Abel and shrugged lightly: “This guy is quite easy to talk to.”
Abel came to his senses and hurriedly entered the password on the stone door.
With a low mechanical sound, the stone door slowly moved away like Diagon Alley, revealing a dark and deep tunnel entrance.
After the door opened, Rango’s eyes instantly became cold and ruthless. He stepped down suddenly and stepped accurately on the old troll’s head. There was a dull explosion, and the troll’s life came to an abrupt end at this moment.
Looking at the shocked eyes from the opposite side, Rango explained with a smile: “Eliminate all evil. This is the motto of my family.”
“But she didn’t seem to do anything evil…”
“Won’t it be too late if she does it?”
The three of them stared at each other, and finally Hellboy said with emotion: “I have to admit that I like you a little bit, man.”
“Haha, then I advise you to calm down.” Rango glanced at the fire girl Liz, who had a good figure and good looks, and teased: “I’m not very interested in a threesome.”
“Don’t even think about it. Even if we really have a threesome, it will be with Abel instead of Lizzie.”
“Really? Then I’ll have to think about it carefully.”
“Hahaha…..”
Just like that, the few people who originally had some time to spare entered the tunnel chatting and laughing.
“By the way, guys, you guys are all dirty, how come you look like you just fought a big battle?”
“Um… that’s right! The vampires came and hijacked the car and took the woman away. We just had a fight with tens of thousands of vampire thugs.”
“Fuck, there are so many vampires in New York?”
“…..”
Rango was shocked and cursed subconsciously. These vampires really didn’t want to live. They developed so many “First Embraceers” in New York. Aren’t they afraid that the [Wooden House] would come out and slaughter them directly?
However, before he could think about it, the scene in front of the tunnel had already made him dumbfounded.
Stepping out of the tunnel, a vast and strange world with numerous stalls appeared before your eyes, like a supermarket built specifically for monsters.
The noisy hawking sounds came one after another, but there was no human voice. All around were creatures of various shapes, some strange, some hideous. In comparison, even Hellboy’s slightly rough face looked handsome.
“Welcome…to the world of monsters!” Hellboy couldn’t help but mutter to himself as he looked at the bizarre scene, with surprise and excitement flashing in his eyes.
Rango was equally surprised and asked, “Haven’t you been here before?”
“No, I’ve only heard of the legend of the Troll Market. I heard that this is a black market where dark creatures from all over the world trade freely, but I’ve never had the chance to come here,” Abel explained.
“OK…”
Rango nodded and assigned tasks: “You go find clues about the Tooth Fairy, I’ll go find my friends and we’ll meet up later.”
After saying that, he started to explore the market curiously.
It is worth mentioning that when these monsters saw the appearance of Rango, a human, they all looked at him in surprise. On the contrary, Hellboy and Abel were like fish in water. The discriminatory looks in human society were completely absent here.
The items traded in the market are even more staggering: Piranha seeds, werewolf fur, vampire fangs, ornamental sea beasts, aphrodisiac troll ashes…
etc!
Rango, who caught the key words, immediately stopped in front of a stall, looked at the black powder in front of him and asked, “How do I use this thing?”
The monster with insect eyes behind the stall looked at Rango for a moment, then introduced: “Make tea and drink it once every seven days. Each time you drink, you will last for seven days.”
“That sounds good. How much is it?”
“One hundred thousand dollars.”
“Fuck…”
Rango immediately yelled, “Don’t you know what one hundred thousand dollars means?!”
“Hey, relax man, Troll Market never takes cash, I was just kidding you.”
Seeing that the humanoid monster in front of him was about to overturn the stall, the compound-eyed insect monster immediately explained: “Barter, understand? If you want to buy my things, you can exchange yours.”
“Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
Rango thought he had nothing valuable here, so he wanted to leave. But he turned back after a while, approached the guy and asked in a low voice: “If, I mean if, I had a beard of the ancestor of the wolf tribe or the tentacle of a deep-sea monster, how much of these ashes could I exchange for?”
“Shit! Stop kidding, man! These are priceless treasures from the dark world!”
The insect monster immediately said in disbelief: “If you have these treasures, you can pack up everything in the entire Troll Market!”
“Oh?”
Rango was ecstatic in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He nodded and turned to leave.
“It’s sent, it’s sent…”
Turning around, he couldn’t help but take a deep breath, his brows filled with the joy of having become rich.
I didn’t expect that those random gifts I received in Hotel Transylvania were actually so valuable!
“Rango——”
Just as he was thinking about the dozens of gifts he had brought back, Teddy’s voice suddenly came from not far away.
He looked up and saw this guy and the Ninja Turtles facing off against a tall man.
The man had long legs as thin as bamboo poles, a long hooked nose, and a shiny bald head…
What shocked Rango the most was not the man’s peculiar figure, but the densely packed army of Minions holding various guns behind him. They surrounded the man like loyal guards, with an intimidating momentum.
(From the movie Despicable Me)
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