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At night, at the fence on the west side of the carnival. Mobile version m..

On the west side of the carnival are tents where goods are stored and circus staff live. There are very few tourists here, so it seems quieter.

After letting go of the acrobatic raccoons, hunter Clay found this quiet place.

Once the prey is obtained, it is natural to start contacting the buyer.

Clay checked around again, identified everyone, and started making calls.

"Hey! Cook! Are you free?"

"Oh my God. Isn't this our great hunter Clay? Is there anything I can do for you? Mr. Clay who stands on the moral high ground?"

The person named Cook on the other end of the phone seemed to have some trouble with Clay.

"Can you please stop being so arrogant when you talk?" Clay was quite unhappy. "Is the reward previously announced by your research institute still valid?"

"I'm talking like this! It's not like you accused us of killing animals before. You hunters are not the same, you are just being a bitch————!" Cook was obviously not in working mode yet.

Researcher Cook is actually Clay’s former regular customer. After accidentally learning that Cook and his colleagues were conducting lethal experiments on animals, Clay cut off contact with Cook.

But the institute where Cook works is still well-known in the animal business circle. The institute often issues bounties to professionals for special animals.

"Oh my god. Forget it. Is that raccoon reward still valid? Don't you want research materials anymore?" Clay really doesn't like people who can't separate their private life from their work.

"Wait a minute! Did you get that talking raccoon!?" Cook finally reacted.

Clay checked Rocket Raccoon in his black backpack. Great, Rocket Raccoon is sleeping soundly.

"Nonsense, why should I contact you if I don't get it?"

Cook's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

"It's effective! It's more than effective! Our boss just raised the amount to five million US dollars."

Clay could have sworn he heard the "whoosh" sound from Cook's bow.

It seems that this research institute really wants Rocket Raccoon and is going crazy.

"Since it works. Then you might as well send some people to find me at the Carnival in Central Park. I'm on the west side now..." Clay looked around and found a tent without light, "The one with hay on the west side. Tent. Remember to move quickly, the black red dragon is frantically looking for Rocket Raccoon in the carnival."

When I think of the terrifying fighting power of the red dragon. Hunter Clay felt a headache.

Maybe it was because the effect of Clay's anesthetic had worn off, but Rocket Raccoon actually woke up at this time.

"What the hell are you—" Rocket Raccoon was knocked unconscious by Clay's anesthesia needle before he could finish his words.

The red dragon on the other side was currently chasing the escaping raccoon in the heart of the carnival, and had no time to care about unnecessary things.

These little animals are really desperate to escape. It's difficult to determine whether these little animals want to die or live.

The raccoon that Chilong was chasing was rushing straight into a frying pan.

It seems that this carnival will soon introduce a new dish - fried raccoon.

Chilong rushed forward and caught the raccoon just as he was about to fall into the frying pan.

It's just that Chilong knocked over the oil pan and made himself the target of being bombed.

When the hot oil splashed onto the red dragon's body, it made a scalp-numbing "sizzling" sound.

The people around saw this scene with their hearts in their throats.

It goes without saying how hot the frying pan is for these fried chicken tenders and fries. People around him thought he was crazy for daring to hit a frying pan for a raccoon.

However, Red Dragon's suit can withstand high temperatures. To him, these hot oils were no different than ordinary pure water.

After Chilong stood up without incident, the people around him were shocked.

"He...is actually okay?"

"Could he be the real Red Dragon!?"

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Logically speaking, Rocket Raccoon would not run away when he saw a red dragon. But Chiryuu made a card for the raccoon he caught just in case.

"Damn! Go back to the forest as soon as possible!" Chilong let go of the raccoon in his hand.

It was obvious that it was a real raccoon.

After seeing the card appear in Chilong's hand, the surrounding crowd also knew that the person in front of them was the real Red Dragon.

This time to capture the raccoon, Chiron and Groot acted separately, but they were not too far apart. Scarlet Dragon was afraid that Groot would be lost as well, so he demanded that Groot must be within his sight.

Groot also had a good time, he entangled a raccoon with one of his branches.

But the raccoon turned out to be a real raccoon.

"Don't be discouraged, keep up the good work!" Chilong comforted Groot and continued to devote himself to the great cause of catching raccoons.

One raccoon was particularly powerful. It panicked and climbed to a broadcast tower that was almost ten meters high.

This suddenly caused the surrounding people to scream in surprise.

"Groot, throw me away."

Chilong just finished speaking. Groot held up the red dragon and threw him into the sky.

Perfect fit, perfect grab, not so perfect landing.

Chilong was a little impatient, and he was making a raccoon card when he landed.

As a result, he failed to adjust his position and fell head first.

And that raccoon was a real raccoon too.

This is probably what I mean when I am too anxious to eat hot tofu.

When Chiron and Groot were disgraced by the group of raccoons, Guy, the circus leader who was north of the carnival, was also worried.

He had heard about the raccoon's escape from other circus members.

The theme of this carnival is Rocket Raccoon. When all the acrobatic raccoons are gone, there will be a yarn-themed carnival.

Guy was also unlucky. He didn't take a few steps and was blocked by several evil spirits from before.

"Captain Guy! It's really difficult to talk to you properly." The leader said arrogantly again.

"I'm sorry, something happened at the circus. Can we talk about it after I finish handling the matter?" Guy was very concerned about the raccoon's escape.

"You think I'm an idiot!" Several vicious men surrounded Guy and then pulled him to the back of a tent.

Some things are easier to do with fewer people. For example, these debt collectors beat up debtors who cannot pay back their money.

Guy is an ordinary person. After two or three punches, he started to lie on the ground and spit blood.

"Remember to pay back the money early! The compound interest is now two million US dollars. Our boss Bart is now the most powerful person in New York City. If you dare not pay back the money, be careful with your little daughter. There are a lot of perverts in New York City recently. .”

The leader's harsh words were actually quite uncreative.

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