Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 307

After listening to Milton's sincere explanation, Madison became even more confused.

Whether it's the witch's records or his own out-of-body experience, Madison has a certain understanding of hell.

Since when has hell been so easy to get in and out of?

If this is true, why would the demons spend a lot of time and energy seducing humans, using them as anchors, and smuggling their power into the human world bit by bit.

She asked again with a serious look on her face: "Are you sure the hell you are talking about is exactly the same as the hell I know?"

Milton paused: "After I died, my soul came to a world full of molten metal and steel. The people there told me that I had come to hell. I also saw many souls after death there."

"Lava and steel?" Madison grasped the key point and asked, "What exactly is the hell you are in like?"

Milton recalled something and described: "A large amount of molten lava turned into rivers and lakes, appearing everywhere in hell; choking volcanic ash flew everywhere; the world was always black; steel buildings rose from the ground... …I thought Hell was desolate, but I didn’t expect there to be a vast city there. Will Hell also keep pace with the times?”

The hell of keeping up with the times?

This is the funniest hell joke Madison has heard this year.

She had never heard of modern cities in hell.

Robb, who had been to Hell before, did not mention it when describing his travels.

Madison, who already had an idea in his mind, suppressed it first and continued to ask: "What about the devil? Have you seen the devil in hell?"

Milton shook his head: "Hell is very different from what I imagined. I didn't see the devil. The ones at the upper level in hell are just the accountants in ties and black suits. Although they are very powerful, But I am certain that they are not evil gods or demons. They are more like dead people just like us."

really!

Madison has been able to determine that the hell Milton was in before was by no means a real hell.

As an iconic existence, there is no demon, so how can it be called hell?

Add to that the fact that it was so easy to get in and out, that the Iron City had never been heard of, and that Milton didn't experience the memory loop of the outer reaches of Hell.

Madison conjectured that Milton's hell should be some kind of special space.

But why did Milton not enter the real hell after his death, but instead entered a false hell?

Realizing that the situation had become serious, Madison looked at Milton and said: "Are you sure that many people have come to the 'hell' where you are after death? How many people are there?"

Milton also realized something was wrong.

He quickly replied: "Too many! One hundred thousand? One million? This is just what I saw."

"How did they all die? What do they have in common?"

"Those who died of old age, those who died of illness, those who took drugs, those who were killed...there are all kinds of death methods, and I don't see anything in common."

Madison: "..."

There was a "Fake" in her mind that she wanted to say out loud.

As bold as she was, she only felt a numbness in her scalp after listening to Milton's story.

She competed with the real hell for souls, and now there were millions of dead souls piled up. It was like information about another hell was placed in front of her.

What makes her even more troublesome is that this "hell" has a clear organizational structure from top to bottom, and there is obviously a terrorist force.

Why do they do this?

What do they want to do?

What is their purpose?

Madison felt that the water here was too deep.

My small body really couldn't bear it.

So, Robb, it's up to you.

Madison quickly called Robb.

On the side, Milton, who noticed something through Madison's expression and behavior, was anxious, but did not stop him and waited aside.

As for Stephanie, after listening to it for a long time, she just felt that her eyes were wide open. She is still stunned, and one thought keeps coming back to her mind.

There really is hell!

You shouldn't have done anything bad in your life, right?

Chapter 429 Chapter 429 Big Thunder

When Robb received a call from Madison, his role play with Ivanka had come to an end.

As a pure Ocean Pony, Ivanka’s physical fitness is very good.

After just resting for a while, she took Robb to her golf course and started playing golf seriously.

I have to say that a woman with a great figure is very eye-catching when she wears women's golf uniforms specifically for golf.

Robb looked away, looked at the ringing cell phone in his hand, and answered the call: "Madison, is the mission completed?"

"Ninety percent of it is done. I saved the person, and the gun is by my side and can be taken at any time. Only the culprit has not been found. But these are not important. I discovered a shocking secret..."

Madison spoke quickly, word for word.

Robb's face changed from casual at first to serious and serious, and then to extremely serious.

He rubbed his eyebrows and felt a huge headache and said: "It's really... wouldn't it be nice for everyone to live peacefully? How come everyone is having such a big time!"

What bothers me the most is careerists.

Especially the kind of careerist who has a rigorous plan and an incredible amount of action.

No need to guess, Robb is sure that the forces behind creating another hell are by no means as simple as giving the undead a new resting place.

This "new hell" will definitely not exist for a day or two.

If Milton hadn't escaped from it by chance, no one would have known its condition.

Such a long time, so secretive, so huge that even I can't imagine it.

If the other party didn't intend to explode a loud thunder, Robb wouldn't believe it to his death.

"Robb, what now?" Madison asked on the phone.

She's not stupid either.

Just like the powerful beings in Hollywood movies, if they don't do something, they really can't live up to their power.

Madison did not believe that such a "hell" that accepted countless souls would remain peaceful.

She had finally been promoted to become a hot star in Hollywood, but she didn't want to have a situation where she would still be there but Hollywood would be gone in the future.

After Robb thought carefully, he quickly ordered: "Isn't that guy named Jonah King going to Stillwater Prison? You take Milton and meet me there."

It is the most idiotic behavior to bury your head like an ostrich and pretend you can't see something.

Now that a problem has been discovered, no matter whether there is a solution or not, the problem must be understood clearly before talking about it.

Milton is the only one to escape from "hell".

Robb must hold it in his hands to learn more.

As it happens, Milton's enemies are coming to Stillwater Prison.

I chose the meeting place there and solved this small problem by the way.

Robb hung up the phone and said goodbye to Ivanka immediately.

Although he came here to enjoy the service of the future president's daughter, regarding the real purpose of this trip, Robb had already contacted the relevant people and did the relevant things smoothly, so that he was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm and was almost asked When will I and Ivanka have a child?

"Robb, is there something urgent?" Ivanka looked at Robb tenderly.

Her feelings for this man who could provide her with unparalleled help in both public and private matters became more and more intense.

"There's something urgent at home." Robb nodded and said.

Ivanka is a smart woman, so Robb didn’t say much, so she didn’t ask in detail.

After a serious explanation, she immediately and thoughtfully arranged the fastest return trip for Robb.

Robb didn't say no.

He thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and made a few calls.

the other side.

After Madison, who was still in Texas, hung up the phone, he immediately asked Milton and Stephanie to get in the car and drive to their destination, Stillwater Prison.

But not long after driving, a police car came quickly from behind.

A shrill whistle sounded.

Under normal circumstances, if the car in front does not want to be shot, you should pull over at this time and put your hands honestly on the steering wheel.

Madison is certainly not an honest person.

Ignoring it, she stepped on the accelerator and continued to speed up.

Witness, inside the police car.

There was no policeman, but the accountant in a black suit curled his lips, took out his walkie-talkie, and pointed to the red super track in front: "Milton, I told you, you can't run away!"

"It's the accountant! Is he not dead?" Stephanie looked back in surprise.

Milton's expression changed and he looked back.

The accountant smiled and joked on the intercom again: "Milton, I found that you have a good rapport with women. We haven't seen each other for just a few hours, and you hooked up with another woman. Don't worry, I will send them to meet you downstairs later. your."

Without waiting for Milton's answer.

Madison turned around with murderous eyes and pointed his right hand at the police car behind him.

Click~click~click~

As if it were being rolled into a paper ball, the solid iron sheet of the police car continued to dent and shrink inward in an instant.

Seeing that his space was getting smaller and smaller, and his body was about to be squeezed in the next second, the accountant looked at the culprit of all this, twitched the corner of his mouth, and finally said to the intercom: "Okay, I take back what I said before. Mil Dun, you can’t control such a woman.”

boom!

After the final roar, the original police car was no more.

A twisted iron lump fell to the ground, spun a few times, and stopped tremblingly.

Milton, who had witnessed everything that had just happened, swallowed his saliva and subconsciously distanced himself from Madison.

Stephanie, who has always been fearless, also watched this scene in confusion.

So...so handsome!

She seems to have such power!

Zizzizi~~

At this time, the red supercar traveling at high speed spun around and suddenly turned back.

"Why don't you leave?" Milton asked quickly.

He knew very well that accountants were not easy to kill. The most he could do was stop him.

The most important thing right now is Jingshui Prison.

Madison's concerns were different from Milton's.

"Catch that accountant and you'll know everything about the hell you're in."

Madison's snow-white legs stepped out of the car. Amidst the loud sound of high heels hitting the ground, after some perception, she strode towards Tie Biaoda.

Milton looked at Madison's tall back and was speechless for a long time.

He always felt that the accountant's words angered the woman, so she stopped the car and took the initiative to kill him.

Stephanie didn't know this, she just felt that Madison was super handsome at this moment!

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