Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 227

She didn't believe it. The two of them couldn't defeat one person.

then.

A quarter of an hour later, when Paris' sister Nikki pushed the door open and saw the hot scene in front of her, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and cover her mouth in surprise.

"Nikki, help me!" Paris, who was very tired, her eyes lit up when she heard the movement, and she greeted quickly.

Nikki blinked...

Half an hour later.

Nikki, who was cheering for her sister, also received a call.

She remembered and said, "I almost...forgot...I made an appointment with the Hearst sisters."

"Let them come!"

I don’t know who said it.

Just like that, the door opened again.

A banquet for New York celebrities is being held.

As a participant, Robb did not know that Rupert, who was habitually blamed by him, was currently angry in a secret base not too far away.

“Can anyone tell me what’s going on with that place in Maine called the Pet Sematary?”

When Rupert said these words, he revealed that he was three parts innocent, three parts confused, and four parts angry.

"When did we send someone there?"

He looked at his men and asked each word.

No one answered.

Because they don't know anything either.

Rupert rubbed his forehead helplessly.

From some unknown time, he began to feel that his fortune was very unlucky.

Originally, it was the decision from above to capture the Sunflower Farm in advance and provide eye drops to the radicals. He was already prepared for the conflicts with the radicals during this period and was not too worried.

My only regret was that I let Robb's slippery fish escape.

But what I didn't expect was that a base in North America would be completely destroyed later.

This made him very anxious during this period, and he had to devote himself to investigating the accident and upgrading the security of other bases.

As a result, before these matters were dealt with, a new thunder came.

Rupert was well aware of the radicals' pursuit of supernatural places.

Except for being beaten once specifically by orders from above, he did nothing else in order to avoid overstimulating the radicals, especially now that major bases are investigating security risks.

Radicals, however, angrily accused themselves of wanting to taint their territory.

God is your witness!

Before this, he had no idea about a place called the Pet Cemetery and how he could invade it.

Rupert felt wronged.

At this moment, a video link came from the deputy director of North America.

"Rupert, your hands are stretched too far." Gibson's face appeared on the screen and said to Rupert full of anger.

Rupert took a deep breath and explained seriously: "This is all a misunderstanding. We didn't send anyone to the place called the Pet Cemetery at all."

Gibson chuckled: "You did not send anyone. You just told this information to others."

Rupert: "...use your brain! Gibson. Someone is maliciously trying to sow discord between us."

"Who in this world has such courage?" Gibson smiled disdainfully, "Only you! A few days ago you took over the land that should belong to us, and now you do it again! I think you just want to stop our great plan!"

Sunflower Farm was the first time that people from Rupert's group blocked the radicals. This had never happened before.

The current Pet Sematary incidents happened only a short time ago.

Anyone's first reaction is that Rupert is knocking the radicals.

In particular, fierce conflicts broke out in the Supreme Council recently.

Thinking about it this way, Gibson certainly believed that it was an old rival.

Except for them, who would have the leisure, courage, and ability to go wild on their territory?

Rupert was already irritated when he saw that he could not persuade Gibson.

In addition, Gibson always talks about the "grand plan."

He was so angry that he didn't care about anything else and yelled: "Gibson, you idiot! Go and poke the toilet with your idiot grand plan!"

Gibson was angry: "Damn Rupert! You are jealous! You are a bunch of cowards who can only shrink into their buttholes..."

The two big guys from the Redemption Society cursed regardless of their appearance.

As a result, the contradiction between centrists and radicals has become increasingly intensified.

(New York Celebrity Group: Hungry ~ I’m asking all my book friends to buy gifts. o(≧v≦)o~~)

Chapter 318 Chapter 318 Welcome to...Murder House

Robb didn't know that his random move caused the conflict between the centrists and the radicals of the Redemption Church to grow.

After several days in a row, he thoroughly enjoyed the increasingly large-scale activities of the New York celebrity group and left a huge reputation in this circle. He finally broke free from his pink arms and legs and said goodbye to Ivanka. Back to New Orleans.

This is only a temporary place.

During the day, he handles the business at hand as quickly as possible, and at night, he comforts the members of Robb's Witch Coven one after another.

Finally, after finishing all the local matters, he got on a plane and headed to Los Angeles on the West Coast.

After not seeing Madison for a long time, I missed him very much, and the other party warmly invited me.

After enjoying the enthusiasm of the East Coast, Robb decided to take another vacation to experience the style of the West Coast.

Los Angeles International Airport.

Robb got off the plane and went inside the airport, just in time to see a sea of ​​people rarely seen in North America.

Influenced by the famous Hollywood, tourists from all over the world come here to travel and feel the atmosphere of film art.

It would be even better to meet a few Hollywood stars.

Robb has a general interest in chasing stars.

After all, the person waiting to pick him up will be a very popular female star in Hollywood recently.

According to what the Chinese say, she is one of the newly promoted four little dandies.

You can imagine how prosperous a woman named Madison Montgomery has been during this time.

This is also due to the strong development momentum of the anorectal department here.

exit.

Declining a warm invitation from a beautiful woman who was also traveling here and who had sat next to him on the plane, Robb looked around, took out his cell phone, and dialed Madison's number.

"Hey, Madison." Robb said when the call was connected.

Soon, Madison's very obvious, arrogant and seductive voice sounded on the phone.

She smiled and said: "Hey, isn't this my dearest Lord Robb? Why do you have time to call me?"

Robb suddenly had a bad thought: "Didn't I tell you to come to pick up the plane today? Did you forget?"

silence.

After Robb finished speaking, Madison on the other end of the phone suddenly became silent.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of a cupboard being turned upside down.

And then.

"Shet! Today is the 16th?!" Madison suddenly spoke up.

Robb could picture her clutching her blond hair and looking annoyed.

really.

"Robb, I misremembered the time. I thought today was the 15th." When Madison said these words, the corners of her mouth were no longer as high as before.

She rarely felt guilty and said: "How about... why don't you stay there for one night? I'm currently filming in Mexico. I was planning to come back tomorrow, and I happened to meet you at the airport. I'll tell you the password to the door of the residence."

"No thanks. I have a suitable place to stay."

Robb was used to Madison's occasional outbursts.

In college, she was often careless, throwing things out of place, and had to be reminded by her roommate Zoe.

Robb could still understand why Madison left him behind this time.

In the end, Madison repeatedly promised that he would not do it again, and said that he had prepared a lot of new uniforms and would definitely apologize when he came back. This little incident came to an end.

Robb put down his phone and looked at a tour bus outside the airport.

It was precisely because of seeing it that he remembered that there was a very nice place in Los Angeles that was suitable for him to live.

He grabbed his suitcase and strode there.

"Welcome to the journey of eternal darkness. I am Johnson, the offbeat tour guide. Los Angeles is the land of angels and the city of hell. Today, we are not going to see the scenery left by those Hollywood stars who took drugs and messed around. Fame and place. What we are going to explore will be the deepest darkness of this city."

"Everyone, cheer! The journey to hell has officially begun!"

On the open-top bus, a fat tour guide named Johnson held a microphone and loudly announced the hell path to the passengers on the bus.

Applause, cheers, and screams were heard all of a sudden.

Those who are willing to embark on this journey to hell are those with heavy tastes.

The more bloody and terrifying it is, the more it arouses their interest.

Robb was sitting in the last seat of the bus.

He, who considers himself not a heavy talker, did not participate.

The reason why I took this bus was just to go to a destination.

That's where it all started.

It is also where he will stay next.

"On a calm day on January 15, 1947, a poor mother and daughter went to the shoemaker's to repair their shoes. When they happened to pass by 3800 Norton Street Avenue, they saw the most horrific scene in a lawn space.

"The body of Hollywood actress Elizabeth Ann Short lay there. Not only had her body been severed from the waist, but it had been cleaned and drained of blood. The Los Angeles Police Department spent three years investigating the case, involving hundreds of It is possible that suspects were investigated but nothing was found."

"Poor discoverer mother and daughter. Poor Hollywood actress."

“On a foggy weekend night, June 12, 1994, two people were brutally murdered in front of the luxurious Boley House apartment building. The victim, Nicole Simpson, and her friend, Ronald Goldman. Who is the alleged murderer? Nicole's ex-husband, Oransel Simpson, the famous Mr. Juice, the black football star."

"He was found not guilty after a long trial as soon as possible, but Mr. Juice will always be the biggest suspect."

The bus that embarks on the Eternal Darkness Tour travels through various scenic spots in Los Angeles where famous murders occurred.

On the bus, tour guide Johnson came one by one, causing exclamations after exclamations.

Although it was only a casual ride, it must be said that Robb's eyes were opened.

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