American comics collection agent

At dusk, on the street outside the mutual aid club. .

It's getting late and the temperature is dropping a bit quickly.

"It turns out that the carnival is held in the southern open space of Central Park." Chilong said while looking at the flyer.

Rocket Raccoon complained: "I wish I hadn't moved the ship to Brooklyn. It's so tiring running around like this."

Due to the large flow of people in the Central Park Strawberry Garden, it is not suitable as a stopping point for the spacecraft.

At Chilong's suggestion, Star-Lord and others parked the spacecraft near an abandoned factory south of Brooklyn.

"I'm Groot!" Groot said, pointing to a hot dog stand on the side of the road.

Rocket Raccoon's expression is very exciting as if he saw a pig flying.

"Did I hear you correctly? You actually want to eat?" Rocket Raccoon was a little confused.

"Isn't Groot a tree?" Chiron was also very surprised. "Can't he regenerate when watered? I didn't expect him to want to eat too."

"Groot has been in this situation before. It's just that he hasn't eaten in the past few years. I almost forgot about it." Rocket Raccoon shook his head and said.

No matter why Groot wanted to eat a hot dog. But Chilong was really hungry and happened to have this hot dog for dinner.

After Chilong bought back the hot dogs, the three of them devoured them and quickly destroyed several portions of the hot dogs.

After the three of them left the street, a shadow hiding in the corner followed them closely.

Behind the three Red Dragons was Clay, a naked hunter who only wore a fur vest in winter.

Hunter Clay is considered an old rival of Spider-Man. He has always been an avid hunting enthusiast whose mission is to hunt difficult targets. Spider-Man is one of his targets.

Clay's tracking and concealment skills were so powerful that even Red Dragon, a human 2.9, didn't notice he was following him.

The rooftop route that Red Dragon took with Rocket Raccoon and Groot in his arms. Soon the three of them arrived at the venue of the Tachimi Circus Carnival.

It is obvious that the manufacturer participating in the carnival this time is not the only one. Chilong made a simple visual inspection and found that the carnival this time covered almost more than four football fields.

American carnivals are actually similar to Chinese temple fairs. Everything from food to fun is available.

Although it has recently been affected by online shopping, the influence of the carnival has not been what it used to be. But this time the carnival got a boost from Rocket Raccoon, and an unusually large number of people came, almost overcrowding the place.

Many people also brought real raccoons dressed as Rocket Raccoons to play.

"You see those three y's are really in place."

"That tree seems to be called Groot, right? It's so decorated."

"I heard that raccoon talking just now. He couldn't be the real Rocket Raccoon, could he?"

"How come these super heroes come to such a crowded place? That raccoon is most likely a child playing the role."

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Chilong felt that it was good to be treated as a cosplayer, so as not to be pestered all the way and not have fun.

In the United States, many busybodies will dress up as their favorite characters and go to such crowded places.

At the entrance of the carnival, Chilong met Magneto, Galactus, Doctor Doom and other villains who would destroy the world. Of course, these villains are all played by fans themselves.

"You guys are such an interesting place!" Rocket Raccoon watched several fake versions of Groot walking past him, laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears.

However, this carnival claims to be raccoon themed. But Chiryuu could still tell that the raccoon theme was obviously added temporarily.

It would be impossible to organize such a large carnival in just a few months. Rocket Raccoon and the others just arrived on Earth yesterday.

"I guess there just happened to be a few trained raccoons in the circus." Chilong guessed.

A male staff member at the carnival gate said in a calm voice: "Sorry, pets must be leashed to enter."

Now Rocket Raccoon was very unhappy.

"You are the pet, your whole family is a pet!!" Rocket Raccoon snapped back.

If it weren't for Chi Long and Grut, Rocket Raccoon would have scratched the face of this staff member.

"It's actually a child pretending to be a child!?" The staff looked surprised, "It's so amazing. It looks like the real thing."

Other melon-eaters also noticed Rocket Raccoon and started taking pictures with their phones.

After Rocket Raccoon glared at the staff, Red Dragon led Rocket Raccoon and Groot into the carnival.

As expected, the carnival has everything from food to entertainment. And the acrobatic raccoons are pretty cool too. After shopping for a while, the three of them felt satisfied.

"Red Dragon, what is this?" Rocket Raccoon asked after wiping the marshmallows off his face and looking at the stall in front of him.

"A shooting shack. Did you see those things on the shelves? As long as you use the gun on the counter to shoot these things down, then this thing belongs to you." Chilong explained carefully.

In fact, Chilong always thought that this kind of shooting game only existed in China and Japan. I didn’t expect it to be played here in the United States.

"Hey! Speaking of shooting! Who can be my opponent? Let's get all these things." Rocket Raccoon looked eager to try.

Chilong seemed to have seen the desperate look in the shop owner's eyes.

After paying thirty dollars to sign up, the three picked up the airsoft gun at the counter which only had five bullets.

The items on the shelves are basically snacks and toys commonly found in supermarkets. Chilong estimated that the items on this shelf were worth no more than three hundred dollars.

Rocket Raccoon is truly a master with guns, and almost kills his target with a single shot.

But Red Dragon and Groot were much worse. After five shots, the two got a small box of chocolates. It only costs two dollars when you go to the supermarket.

After a burst of laughter, Rocket Raccoon said: "You two are really useless, let me turn the tide."

Rocket Raccoon took a deep breath, seemingly preparing for something big.

The shop owner on the side was also very nervous. Rocket Raccoon has already secured four prizes, which far exceed the ten-dollar registration fee.

Such a master also looked like he was about to enlarge his moves, and the shop owner felt that he was about to have a myocardial infarction.

A lot of people gathered around the shooting shop, and they were all attracted by the heroic appearance of Rocket Raccoon's sharpshooter.

Rocket Raccoon suddenly pointed the muzzle of his gun to the side, and then with a "Bang!", he fired.

Everyone couldn't understand it. Because what the gun pointed at was not the products on the shelf, but a steel pipe that set up the shop.

When the store owner thought that Rocket Raccoon's hand had slipped, the plastic bullet hitting the steel pipe suddenly bounced and went straight to the box of cookies on the shelf.

However, this was not over yet, the plastic bullet that hit the biscuit bounced towards the next prize.

After several bounces in succession, Rocket Raccoon received five prizes in one shot.

The surrounding crowd was completely shocked by the shot and immediately began to applaud.

After redeeming his prize, the shop owner looked up at the sky, wondering if he should buy a burger and get hit by it.

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