Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 118

Robb said quietly: "If I remember correctly, Old York followed the path of the witchcraft troupe. May I ask, Miss Madison, what did you pay for?"

Madison: "..."

She coughed a few times and suddenly whispered: "The witchcraft troupe takes a huge commission for accepting missions."

Robb seemed to understand something: "So..."

Madison no longer concealed it, and simply said: "So I cut off the nonsense!"

"Jiehu?"

Madison said proudly: "Yes! I found the right opportunity, took the initiative to stop old Hilton one step ahead, and reached an agreement with him as a witchcraft group. How about it? I'm awesome!"

Robb's mouth twitched, it was really hard to guard against a domestic thief.

"Robb, you don't want most of the reward for the mission you have worked so hard to complete to be invested in the wizarding troupe, right?" Madison vowed.

She believed that Robb would do the same thing as her if he encountered the same thing.

After all, we are all the same people.

If it were Zoe, she would definitely refuse and persuade her with the principle that "without the witchcraft troupe, there would be no us" and "funds are injected into the witchcraft troupe, and in the end it will feed back everyone in various forms".

Therefore, Madison always believed that Robb's No.1 girlfriend should be her whom she shared the same mind with.

As for Zoe, she is just the lucky one with a slight time advantage.

sooner or later!

He will push her down.

Let her be his little girl.

Madison believed.

What followed was just as she expected. Robb did not mention cutting off the beard again, but instead had a heated exchange about the allocation quota afterwards.

"Madison, if you start a company, you will definitely become a qualified capitalist. But I am not an honest worker. Five to five is too much! Nine to one! I'll give you one!"

"What??? Robb, you're going too far! Do you know how hard I worked to get the information in time and get the old Hilton's commission?"

"A bottle of wine? Or two bottles of wine?"

"I will also have to bear the pressure from the witchcraft group. Once the news is exposed, I will be in bad luck!"

"Pressure from Cordelia? So Madison, you are turning pressure into motivation. Miss Madison, who is at the bar, how many drinks has she had now?"

"...Intelligence! Information! Robb, you must understand the importance of information!"

"So I gave you a layer."

"Absolutely impossible! June 4th is the limit!"

"Okay, for the sake of intelligence, I will reluctantly take a step back, eight or two."

"June 4th!"

"Eight-two."

"June 4th!"

"Eight-two."

"Get out! Robb, don't ever get into my bed again!"

"..."

"..."

"Seven or three. This is my bottom line."

"I have already said that my bottom line is June 4th."

"Seven three."

"June 4th."

"Seven three."

"June 4th!"

Robb took a deep breath: "...Madison, you seem to have forgotten that I am one of the directors of the Witchcraft Group. So, you don't want everyone to know about the task of intercepting the Witchcraft Map, right?"

Madison: "..."

In a spirit of friendship, the two finally reached an agreement.

Seventy-three points.

After the event was completed, Robb received 700,000 and Madison received 300,000.

As for the possibility of saying things can't happen.

Neither of them mentioned it.

New York, inside a bar in Manhattan.

After hanging up the phone, Madison stepped on her slender silver heels and returned to the bar in a very good mood.

She has always believed 100% in Robb's abilities.

This is especially true for the current small task of finding someone.

Just like now, she is ready to pop the champagne to celebrate the upcoming big reward.

Of course, it's not the agreed upon 300,000 yuan.

But 1.3 million!

As for why there is such a large amount of one million more.

Madison raised her beautiful eyebrows proudly.

Since the tasks can be cut off, who says the rewards can't be cut off.

So thank you, Robb!

I love you no less.

But who makes it easier for richer men to become evil?

I'm doing this for your own good.

Um! That's it!

Madison, who was in a very comfortable mood, snapped his fingers and was about to ask the bartender to pour a glass of wine when a glass of wine was already handed over to him.

Madison turned around and saw a handsome white young man looking at her affectionately:

"Beautiful girl, your arrival fills my world with charming light. I hope I have the honor to buy you a drink."

Madison glanced at him and took the glass.

Madison put the drink to her mouth as the handsome man's eyes concealed the surprise of his prey being caught in his net.

Suddenly, she curled her lips and put the wine back into the handsome man's hand.

"You better drink."

"etc……"

The handsome man's expression changed, and when he was about to refuse, his eyes suddenly became dull, and he just drank...

A few minutes later, a man with a beard who was very observant came to the dazed handsome man. In Madison's eyes, he gratefully pulled the handsome man up and took him away with familiarity.

Madison, who was laughing at all this, took a sip of his wine.

She would not make the same mistake twice.

Chapter 173 Chapter 173 Paris Hilton

Just when a little accident happened in a bar in New York.

Thousands of miles away on the road, Robb, who had also had a small accident not long ago, had a pretty good harvest. After dealing with the scene, he burned the bag of powder worth a lot of money without thinking, and then continued driving. Get in the car and head to the destination of the new mission.

When Madison called, he had already driven all the way to Louisiana, not too far from the place where Paris and her group last disappeared.

"One million dollars~One million dollars~"

No one will complain about the lack of money.

Robb, who is far from the "I have no interest in money" realm, doesn't mind making a fortune.

Anyway, it was easy for him.

"But speaking of it, is it really only one million?" Robb couldn't help but think.

He was too familiar with the situation where middlemen made the difference and made the lion's share of the price.

If Zoe had just provided the information, he would believe it 100% without saying a word.

But it was Madison.

This 18th-tier Hollywood has-been actress is very shrewd.

Zoe will not cheat herself.

But Madison, if given the chance, would definitely trick himself with joy and laughter, and he would laugh triumphantly in front of himself afterwards.

"So, everything must be in your own hands!"

Robb made up his mind.

An hour later, the sky gradually darkened.

Traveling back and forth between two states, resisting harassment from horror storybooks, raiding the "Paradise" organization, and dealing with blind Mexicans, all these things happened in one day, and others would have been unable to endure it.

But at this moment, Robb didn't show much fatigue on his face. He even looked around energetically, and flipped through the information sent by Madison.

"This is it."

Robb parked the car beside the road and looked at the narrow path to the side.

Paris and her group lost contact after entering here.

Robb looked at the map and found that Baton Rouge could be reached faster through this path.

"Sure enough, there are always a group of 2B young people who do not take the main road but take the small road for convenience. It is remote, no one, and has no signal. Isn't this a paradise for sinners?"

Robb put the map away mockingly.

As for the fact that he also chose to take a small road when traveling to the swamp, he selectively ignored it.

As night falls, the path is remote, and there are many woods around, it is not a good time to find someone.

In the past, Robb might have been helpless in this situation.

but now……

Robb summons the Book of Containment.

He is not a good tracker, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have such people under his command.

【Containment Point-50】

The wind howled.

An incorporeal evil spirit appeared in front of him.

When it comes to tracking humans, who can compare to evil spirits who are soul eaters.

With the temptation of millions of dollars ahead, and although there are no free places, Robb doesn't mind spending half of his points to summon an evil spirit.

"Look for any living people nearby," Robb ordered.

Except for people who like outdoor travel, no one wants to go into such a remote place.

If there was anyone there, it would be Paris and his party who had just entered the house not long ago, or someone with ill intentions toward them.

No matter who you find.

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