Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 213

If any organization claims to have a long history.

The other side will have the same characteristics.

It's bloated and full of dirty things.

Just like those upper-class people whose ancestors have been nobles for more than ten generations and who think they have noble blood in their bones, they look like human beings. Once you peel off the skin, you will see the dirt inside will definitely make ordinary people stunned.

This is especially true for organizational forces composed of people.

Robb was not too surprised by the Redemptorist centrist hunt.

After all, this is a worse world.

So many politicians and wealthy people have gone to a certain island where America is famous. Don’t they know that this is a serious violation of democracy, freedom and equality?

A three-year-old child in China knows that the rebellion must be complete. There is a certain mercenary leader who retreated halfway. Despite his hard-line attitude, before this, he was also doing a job of chartering several cruise ships to the sea for senior officials to enjoy.

There is also a huge criminal chain in Eastern Europe. A large number of women and children are missing among refugees from a certain Uzbekistan...

Everyone knows where these people have gone.

The kind of selfless saint that the world thinks of does not exist in this materialistic world.

Even if there is, it is only an exception after all, not the mainstream.

In the final analysis, the key to the struggle in the world is who is worse than the other and who makes fewer mistakes than the other.

Therefore, some of the activities of the Redemption Society are nothing to people in this world.

Especially when the other party is still responsible for dealing with supernatural beings and does a good job, they don't care even more.

Robb is also well-informed.

Unless the Redeemer Church is led by saints from generation to generation.

It was normal for the scene of demons dancing like the one he saw now.

But this doesn't mean that I will pamper them.

Whatever the Redemption Society can do, you can do it yourself, or even do it better.

The disease that Redemption will make will not happen to him. The most he can do is make love with a large number of young ladies.

what is this?

Except for the envy and hatred of losers, people with online IQ will definitely think that they are saints!

(Readers of this book are certainly not the former.)

Robb understood that long-standing organizations like the Redemption were guilty of deviating from morality and law, but he would not tolerate them.

Therefore, he has demolished the current base!

"Where is Chief Cooper?" Robb asked, patting his friend Chris who was still chattering beside him.

The secret room where the supernatural beings are kept is very tightly protected. It is too difficult to dismantle them one by one. The only way is to find the switch that controls the secret room.

According to Chris, a total of two keys are needed to control the switch.

One of them was on Base Director Cooper. One is in the hands of base security director Anton.

Robb's first target is Cooper.

Hearing this, Chris' friend pointed out his hand: "Look! Wherever the laughter is the happiest, there must be his presence."

Robb followed his finger and saw that at the entrance of the corridor not far away, Chief Cooper, who had sparse white hair and a smile like a flower, was chatting happily with others.

"Thanks." Robb said goodbye to his friend Chris.

He didn't go to Cooper right away.

Instead, he waited patiently nearby until the person communicating with Cooper left. Cooper turned and walked toward a corridor.

He walked up quickly and shouted: "Mr. Cooper."

Cooper stopped and turned around to take a look.

He was in a good mood when he recognized Chris and said, "Chris, what do you want from me?"

"Master Cooper..."

"Just call me Cooper. Today is the happiest holiday of the year at the base, so there's no need to be so unfamiliar."

Cooper waved his hand.

The tradition accumulated over a long period of time makes people at the base feel like they are celebrating Christmas on this day, not as serious and separated as usual.

Robb said politely: "Cub, I have a gift for you."

Cooper was a little surprised: "Send me a gift? Why?"

"For...of course today is the day."

Robb's eyes flashed with inspiration.

Mind control activated!

In an instant, there was a crack in a small ceramic doll on Cooper's waist.

His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly reached out to press the button on his sleeve, but found that he could not move at all.

"You..." Cooper wanted to say something.

But the next second, the little ceramic figure on his waist completely shattered.

"too fast!"

He exclaimed in his heart, and then his whole person fell into a daze.

"You actually have a soul protection tool on you?" Robb looked down at the shattered ceramic figurine, "It's a pity that it's too brittle."

He looked up.

With his current strength, it is not something that ordinary supernatural gadgets can resist.

As before, Robb looked at Cooper, who was already under his control, and ordered:

"I ask, you answer."

Time passed bit by bit.

To outsiders, Chris and Chief Cooper were having a lively conversation.

In fact, this means that the countdown to destruction is getting closer and closer.

After nearly emptying Cooper's stomach, Robb and Cooper chatted and took him to a corner where no one was paying attention.

The next second, Robb's soul flew out of Chris's body and continued to use [Soul Possession], integrating into Cooper's body and controlling his whole body.

The soul's time away from the body is limited.

Robb didn't waste any time and gave Chris the order to go back to his room and rest.

According to Cooper's account, after walking around the base for a few minutes, he entered an elevator. After his fingerprints, iris, voice, etc. were scanned, he went to the third underground floor, which could not be reached until the upper floors of the base.

The elevator door opens, and a team of elite exoskeleton warriors is guarding the place.

Noticing Cooper's arrival, they bowed.

Robb nodded.

Based on his previous experience of dismantling a B-class supernatural rapid processing team, the exoskeletons of the team in front of him may be a little inferior, but with more numbers, their combat power is still very strong.

It is precisely in this way that they protect the true core of the base.

Even if it was hunting day, they didn't go out to party.

"Chief Cooper, according to the base security regulations, everyone needs to self-check before entering the core control room." At this time, the person in charge came out and stated to Robb.

Robb nodded, he already knew the relevant situation before.

The so-called test first sprayed the whole body of Cooper possessed by Robb like a disinfectant.

Robb discovered the existence of silver, salt, holy water and the like.

Most supernatural beings don't like it.

If this kind of existence really gets here, it will definitely be exposed.

But not Robb.

After successfully completing this item, and then because of the Book of Containment, he easily passed the next test of using electromagnetism to search for illusory existences such as ghosts.

Robb arrived at the gate of the core control room smoothly.

Along with the password input.

After a sound, the core door of the base opened.

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The base's core control room controls the highest authority over the entire base's energy, security, access and other systems. It also controls the most critical supernatural detention room in the entire base.

Due to its importance, the core control room is not only located on the third underground floor, but is also guarded by the most powerful security force in the entire base.

As the base security director, Anton spends most of his time here.

"Cooper, why are you here today free?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Anton, who was wearing an exquisite exoskeleton armor and had a strong military style, looked back warily. After seeing that it was his old acquaintance, his hard face relaxed and he asked in surprise.

He naturally knows what day it is.

I thought that Cooper, who had made several profits with profits this time, would have a good celebration up there, but he didn't expect to be back here so soon.

Robb looked at Anton and smiled: "Come and take a look and feel at ease. After all, I have made a lot of money this time, and I always feel uneasy."

Are you having trouble making money?

Anton glanced at "Kub" enviously.

To be honest, he also wanted to experience this feeling.

"How's it going? Is the supernatural recovery going smoothly?" Robb came to the console and asked looking at the screens above.

"Of course! My men are all great guys!" Anton said proudly.

Supernatural beings are deadly to ordinary people, but to the Redemption Society, which has been dealing with supernatural beings, they are just another form of enemy.

The base security force is very aware of every supernatural being imprisoned.

In addition, there is such a recycling every year, so I am already familiar with the road and will not make any mistakes.

"very good."

Robb looked at the screens on the screen, which were sealed in prisons made of special materials. They looked like supernatural beings in a killing array from another dimension, and he was very satisfied.

Suddenly, he turned around and asked a very strange question: "Anton, if you let your gang of awesome guys solve all the supernatural phenomena in the base, can they do it?"

Anton was stunned.

What the hell is this?

If our own people can solve all the supernatural phenomena here, how can we use so much money and resources to build such a large detention place.

The number of prisoners in a normal prison is not directly proportional to the number of guards.

Of course, maintaining the fine style of America's military, he waved his hand very confidently and said: "My great boys can solve all troubles."

Bang bang bang~~

Robb clapped his hands and said enthusiastically: "Great! Then let us try it!"

"W...What?"

Anton thought there was something wrong with the "Cooper" in front of him.

Or maybe it was a joke.

Is today April Fool's Day?

However, soon, his expression suddenly changed.

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