Chapter 250

Claire was in no hurry to do so.

She looked at Robb, who was sitting on the sofa, drinking red wine comfortably.

Compared to myself, this group of people were like headless flies, fearfully bearing the terrifying pressure brought by the God of Death.

Robb, who was also under the gaze of death, acted too relaxed, not looking like he had a hunting knife held around his neck.

In addition, the other party also knows so many ways to escape from the pursuit of death.

Just like her sixth sense when they first met, Claire felt that Robb was an unusual person.

She couldn't help but be curious and asked: "You are also on the death list. What are you going to do, Robb?"

"For you, death is an unsolvable terror. For me, it is not much different from demons and evil spirits." Robb said truthfully.

demon? Evil spirit?

Clare didn't understand why Robb was comparing these beings.

Judging from the other party's appearance, it seems that he is not prepared to take the safe house route.

Could it be that he has found a scapegoat?

Claire was startled.

Robb glanced at her.

Realizing what the woman was thinking at this time, he said calmly: "I am focusing on the fundamental solution. The scapegoat is just a backup option."

Robb was no pedant.

If it really couldn't be done, he wouldn't mind finding a few scapegoats to extend his time.

Of course, it would be better if the problem of Death could be completely solved.

Claire was silent about this.

Is there really a fundamental solution?

…

after an hour.

Raphael arrived as promised.

It was about a supernatural phenomenon and the lives of two innocent people. He quickly built a safe house in accordance with Robb's request.

After chatting with Robb about the coming of death, Raphael left with Claire and Art.

"Thank you, Robb!"

Before leaving, Claire gave Robb a tight hug with a moved expression.

She will never forget the hand that pulled her up from the abyss of despair.

Afterwards, Art also expressed his sincere gratitude.

Looking away from the leaving car, Robb turned to go home.

He felt that the cold and ruthless eyes of death were getting closer and closer.

…

Three days later.

Robb is attacked by Death for the first time.

At that time, he and Madison were doing their usual bed exercises.

Suddenly Madison's cell phone rang with an incoming call alert.

Madison didn't care, and while cooperating with Robb, he went to get the cell phone that was being charged.

It turns out there seems to be a problem with the charging cable.

When Madison unplugged it, there was a sudden leakage of electricity.

Madison shuddered momentarily and tensed up.

Robb felt intense pressure on his weakest point.

If not for his epic physique.

I'm afraid that at this moment, he had to lie down. Amidst the severe tearing and pain, he accidentally hit his head on the sharp corner on the side, and then nothing happened.

"It's impossible to guard against! It's impossible to guard against!"

Although he escaped a fatal blow to ordinary people, Robb still felt that he had left a psychological shadow.

He never expected that the God of Death would come here.

It's... so insidious!

Robb felt that he needed to take a break from his favorite activities.

He looked at Madison.

The person acting as the medium was slumped on the bed at this time, with a spoiled expression on his face, and the boss said:

"It's so exciting!"

"Robb, do it again!"

"Here comes a ghost!"

Just because you don’t make a mistake once doesn’t mean you won’t make a mistake every time.

For future happiness, Robb decided to sleep in separate rooms with Madison from today on.

However, in the following time, Madison's mansion fell into bad luck.

Death seemed to recognize Robb, the man who made him work ten times overtime.

Wherever Robb appears, surprises always follow.

Circuit failure, water leakage in the house, slippery floors, slipped knives and forks...

All kinds of unexpected and reasonable killings followed one after another.

Although Robb didn't take it seriously, it was really not a problem to be harassed like this all the time and to have trouble sleeping.

Especially when Madison received a long list of home repair costs.

She felt that if things continued like this, she would go bankrupt before Robb was fine.

Whoosh!

Robb waved his hand, and a knife that flew towards him due to collisions from many directions stopped in mid-air.

"Robb!!"

Robb turned his head and saw Madison looking at the kitchen, which was fine a second ago but was now in a mess, with a heartbroken look on his face.

"Accident! What a surprise!"

Robb said quickly.

In order not to irritate Madison anymore, he decided to go outside to "bring trouble" before talking.

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Robb felt that he encountered "accidents" more frequently than others.

Generally speaking, if the target is not killed in the carefully arranged killing game by the God of Death, a new killing game will take place after a period of time.

However, Robb misjudged his popularity.

Feeling that if he stayed any longer, Madison's mansion would collapse and the other party would be burdened with heavy debts. Robb, who could no longer enjoy the rich woman's embrace, decided to run away.

After flashing with an expressionless face after several car accidents caused by brake failure or driver fatigue.

Robb left the city and came to an open field.

There is nothing but a straight road.

Robb glanced above his head.

Thinking that no meteorites would fall from the sky at this time, he sighed slightly:

"Finally I can have some peace and quiet for a while."

Robb found himself underestimating the trouble Death brought.

Although it is not fatal to him, if he continues to be harassed like this, he will not be able to do anything.

In addition, as time goes by and under frequent attacks, no matter how careful you are, you will eventually get distracted.

The further you go, the worse your condition will become.

Is this the Death Come version of a strategy to tire out the enemy?

Robb frowned.

While he was being attacked by the God of Death, he had not thought about solving the problem of the God of Death.

But he tried various methods, but couldn't deal with it.

It's not that it can't be beaten.

It is completely inaccessible.

Robb used divination prophecies and found that the source of attacks on him time and time again pointed to hell.

Kill to hell? Become king?

Stop talking.

I'm afraid that as soon as I enter, my old friends in hell will rush to give me love and care.

"We can only try the scapegoat method first."

Robb thought to himself.

Suddenly, a car drove past at high speed from a short distance away.

Robb subconsciously thought that the car would have another accident.

It was just beyond his expectation.

The car didn't suddenly turn around and rush toward him, but it stopped right next to him.

The car window is open.

A young blond woman with a good figure, wearing a red tank top and jeans, stuck her head out of the car window, and said to Robb anxiously with a pretty face:

"Sir, can I borrow your cell phone?"

Robb: "What's wrong?"

"There is a perverted murderer chasing us behind! My brother and I found the place where he killed people and buried their bodies. He is chasing us!" The young woman said with a panicked look, "Our mobile phones are all out of battery. Sir, can you borrow them? Can I borrow your cell phone?"

Killer?

It's a really old name.

But this is a good scapegoat.

Robb thought as he casually handed over his mobile phone.

He wasn't worried it was a scam.

Anyway, if you really dare to lie to yourself, not only will the phone come back by itself, but the person will also stay.

The young woman's next actions proved that she was not lying.

She took Robb's cell phone and quickly dialed the police number.

"I want to call the police! I found a serial killer... Yes! My brother found many wrapped bodies in a cellar... We were found! The perverted murderer is chasing us! Send someone quickly Come! He drives a black heavy truck, and his address is..."

The young woman quickly finished telling the truth, and after receiving the reply that police reinforcements would arrive soon, she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she hung up the phone.

"Thank you. My name is Trish, and this is my brother Daly." The young woman Trish returned the phone to Robb and introduced herself.

Daly, who looked nervously behind him from time to time, also said hello to Robb.