Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 43 Kill Mary Calls
Sitting in his slightly Chinese-style room, Louis savored the dessert.

Beside him, Fusheng seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Grandpa Fusheng, what's wrong?"

"Young Master, the questions you just answered are not like those of a child your age. I'm afraid that Patriarch Kano has become suspicious."

Fusheng spoke to Louis without reservation.

He didn't seem at all concerned about whether Louis was a changed man.

"Grandpa Fusheng, aren't you worried that I might be possessed?"

Fusheng smiled and said, "You are wearing a peach charm, and when I hold you, you give me the same feeling as when you were a child."

Louis also smiled, "Don't worry, Grandpa Fusheng, my grandfather is not confused. The woman next to him should be checking whether there is anything wrong with me. After all, her scrutinizing eyes are quite obvious."

He had roughly guessed that his grandfather had doubts about this when he came back.

After all, he had shown so many unusual qualities. It would be really strange if his grandfather, who had single-handedly built up such a foundation, had no doubts at all!
Especially since I ran away from that old witch Emilia.

There is a high probability that my grandfather found Emilia Manor while looking for me and discovered some secrets there. It is normal to have such concerns. I just need to wait until my grandfather verifies that I am fine.

But who was that woman next to my grandfather just now?

Louis was a little curious. After all, since he awakened his memory, the only human with special abilities he had seen was the old witch Emilia. But since there were Mary Shaw, Jason, Madison and others, there must be exorcists as well.

So, what is that woman's occupation?

Just thinking about it.

There was a knock on the door, and it was my grandfather asking someone to lead the way.

Louis followed the servants to the back of the manor, taking the gold and Khorne with him on his way out.

soon.

On a piece of grass, six Mexicans who were tied up were struggling desperately and swearing at Carl.

Carl had no expression on his face and just tapped his cane.

Several big men nearby slapped him one by one, and several bloody teeth and saliva flew out.

"Little Louis, these people are the ones who kidnapped you."

"These five are from a drug trafficking ring. They wanted to use you to threaten me. This one is from a human trafficking ring, and they're the ones who saved you by accident."

The general process was that they wanted to kidnap Louis as a threat because of a conflict of interest with the Kano family, but the professional from the human trafficking group they hired turned out to be unreliable, or in other words, the other party intended for them to go to war with the Kano family.

So he deliberately did not hand Louis over to this group of people, but sold him instead.

The result was a war between the Kano family and them.

"Bah! Fuck! Carl! You old bastard, if it weren't for that monster, you would have died long ago!"

"Haha, little guy, it was your black dad who sold you. It's a pity that he didn't let you, a delicate guy, taste the big black g..."

"I heard your mother is a yellow monkey? Bastard! Hahaha!"

"..."

Louis's eyes turned cold.

Carl looked at Louis, "How do you want them to die?"

Max looked reluctant on the side. Don't get me wrong, he was not sympathizing with these traffickers. He just felt that although as a gangster family, every family member should be brave, so as not to be taken advantage of by those "upper class people" disguised as gentlemen and philanthropists in the general environment, but this was too small!
He killed his own sons and daughters after they turned sixteen...

Louis smiled and snapped his fingers.

roar~
A muffled growl echoed from behind, and everyone's hair stood on end, a strong sense of threat rising. Like a gust of wind, the slender yet incredibly agile Gold arrived in front of a trafficker in the blink of an eye. Before the trafficker could react, his sharp canine teeth bit into his throat.

Click!

Crushed the larynx in an instant!

Another bite, destroying the artery, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
Gold's performance is just child's play. The truly brutal one is Khorne.

It spread its wings and fell from the sky in the blink of an eye. The howling wind and the hideous bloody mouth made the trafficker scream in fear.

With its terrifying bite force, it bit off the forearm in one bite, and its sharp claws tore through the clothes, leaving streaks of blood, and ripped open the belly, revealing the inside...

Wolves and dogs are essentially the same species, both possessing inherent savagery and brutality, and Khorne, who has been trained using special methods, is even worse in this regard.

It even deliberately didn't kill it, but controlled the strength and played slowly!
Extremely cruel!

Like a tiger, bad feline habits.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Fuck! fuck! fuck!"

"God! Help!"

"kill me……"

The scene was so bloody that the gang members turned their heads and Max frowned, but what Max found most incredible was.

It was fine for his own father, having lived through the chaotic times, he had seen plenty of broken limbs and corpses. The injuries caused by firearms were disgusting and horrifying, but what about Louis?!
Why is he so calm?
A sense of fear inexplicably arose in Max, but then he felt happy.

This is a good thing!

In the mafia family, they are not afraid of you being cold-blooded and cruel, but they are afraid of you being weak and saintly!
Especially in this special era when the anti-bribery law was enacted, the living space of gangs began to be suppressed, and as a core member you must be ruthless!
Well, intelligence is also essential, otherwise being simply cruel would make you a fool.

The screams slowly faded away.

Carl stroked Louis' hair with satisfaction, "Good boy, not bad."

Louis supported his grandfather at the right time.

The grandfather and grandson walked towards the front yard. The golden warm sun was slightly intoxicating, and it looked quite cozy. As for the fate of those traffickers?

Nobody cares.

……

Louis and his grandfather were both smart men and maintained a certain tacit understanding.

Grandfather never asked Louis about the Kitchen God, the winged head dog, etc. For him, it was enough to be sure that Louis was his grandson.

And so Louis spent some time here.

Unfortunately, because the mountain hound has not been truly trained, and Khorne, this special large dog, has not yet reached adulthood, the next chapter of the inheritance, whether it is folk magic or supernatural magic, has not yet been opened. He can only continue to practice the hiding technique and strive to practice it to the point of hiding the fluctuations of the soul.

But apart from practicing Tibetan martial arts, what he usually does most is actually practicing shooting with Max!
That’s right, practice shooting with that little pistol!

Not only that, there are other physical trainings, under the pretext of "if you can't beat them, you have to be able to outrun them."

After discovering that he had good physical fitness, Max became even more aggressive and even made him practice a series of training such as throwing grenades and moving targets. He simply didn't treat him as a child!
After two months, Louis felt like he was almost exhausted every day!
Until a phone call came.

"Mary?"

The caller was Mary, but for some reason, the voice on the other end sounded faintly tearful.

(End of this chapter)