American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 130 The Taste of Big Sister
It sounded a bit like a large group of creatures running, and some strange roars could be vaguely heard.

That seems to be quite a lot!
Dalia didn't have such good hearing, so she didn't hear anything, and was a little surprised that Roy's expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong, Mr. Black?"

"Ms. O'Connor, we're in trouble, go!"

Holding Dalia's hand, Roy kicked open the car door and jumped out.

In the distance, the sounds of creatures were getting closer and closer, and now even Dalia could vaguely hear them.

"What, what is that?"

"It won't be anything good anyway!"

As he spoke, Roy carried Dalia on his back, which scared her.

"Ms. O'Connor, please don't make any noise. I can run faster if I carry you on my back!"

Dalia realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly covered her mouth, and then she felt Roy's strong physique.

As Jennifer Connelly's counterpart from another world, Dalia is about the same height as Heather, both are 1.75 meters, and both are plump beauties, weighing more than 100 kilograms.

But when Dalia found herself being carried by Roy, he was still walking briskly, as fast as a 100-meter race.

However, it was not comfortable to be carried by someone running at high speed. Dalia soon felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. In order to divert her attention, she could only look in other directions to divert her gaze.

At this moment, Dalia saw clearly what was chasing them in the light of the subway.

It was some kind of twisted combination of a hyena and a human, with severely unbalanced limb proportions and abnormally bent joints. Its running and climbing speed was terrifying, even slightly faster than Roy, who was carrying a person on his back.

The head has a dog-like outline, with a mouth that extends to the base of the ears and is covered with serrated fangs. As it runs at high speed, some disgusting mucus is constantly thrown out of its mouth.

Dalia had never seen such a horrifying creature, and at that moment she felt like her heart was stopping.

"Mr. Black, behind..."

"I've already seen it!"

Roy began to adjust his breathing rhythm. With the intense exercise, the alcohol in his body began to break down rapidly and was excreted through sweat.

To save your breath means you are almost sober.

This allowed Roy's balance and reaction speed to begin to recover.

"Ms. O'Connor, prepare yourself, I'm about to start speeding up!"

Upon hearing this, Dalia was extremely shocked.

"What? You can still speed up?"

Roy started to speed up immediately. His current speed had exceeded the world record for the 100-meter dash. The monster chasing him was left behind by a large distance in the blink of an eye.

Caught off guard, Dalia almost sprained her waist. Now she finally realized how powerful this young man Roy was.

After running at this speed for ten minutes, Roy finally got rid of the monsters. Perhaps Roy had run out of their activity area.

"Mr. Black, are you very tired? Do you want to put me down first?"

Looking at Roy who was breathing heavily, Dalia felt a little embarrassed.

"Phew, not at all! How could I be tired when I can carry a beauty like Ms. O'Connor on my back?"

After running at full speed for ten minutes, Roy was indeed a little tired, but as long as he stopped running, his strength would soon return.

Well, that's how 46's physique works.

In fact, Roy had just made a preliminary assessment of the monsters' strength and felt that if he transformed into the Demon Child and used the chainsaw sword, he should be able to kill those monsters.

However, because Dalia was present, Roy didn't want to scare her, so he chose to run away first.

Not all girls are as love-brained as Penny, who fell head over heels for Roy the first time they met.

Dalia felt sweet in her heart when Roy praised her appearance.

Being saved by Roy for the second time, coupled with the physical fitness Roy had just demonstrated, made Dalia's favorability towards him increase rapidly.

"Don't be ridiculous, Mr. Black!"

"Call me Roy, I mean what I say."

Now Dalia could no longer hide the smile on her face, but because Roy was carrying her on his back, he couldn't see the bright smile on her face.

"Then you can call me Dalia too."

There are emergency exits at regular intervals in subway tunnels to facilitate people's escape in the event of an emergency.

Roy quickly returned to the ground through the emergency exit.

Only then did Roy put Dalia down.

"Dahlia, I think you really should quit that job. Otherwise, what will you do if I'm not there next time you encounter this kind of danger?"

This silenced Dalia, and she sighed.

"You're right. It's too dangerous to work so far away at night. Maybe I should find a job closer to home."

After what happened tonight, Dalia would definitely not dare to take the subway again. The subway is the most convenient way for the poor to travel. Taxis in America are extremely expensive, and the working class definitely cannot afford them.

Looking at Dalia with a helpless face, Roy couldn't help but speak.

"Dalia, if you trust me, I can find you a job."

Dalia shook her head slightly. She definitely trusted her, after all, Roy had saved her life.

But Dalia still wanted to rely on herself and didn't want to trouble Roy.

"Let's talk about it later! Roy, this place seems to be quite close to my home. Do you want to come over and sit with me?"

Seeing Dalia's expectant eyes, Roy actually wanted to agree, but unfortunately there was another older sister waiting for him.

"Sorry, I was actually hanging out with my friends when I spotted the car thief and chased him into the subway station. He was the black man who was beaten to death by the driver. I need to go back to look for my friends."

Hearing this, Dalia felt a little disappointed. She had finally mustered up the courage to invite the boy younger than her, but was rejected.

"That's right, I'm going home then."

Dalia turned to leave, and Roy reached out and held Dalia's hand.

"I'll give it to you."

Holding hands has a special meaning in relationships between men and women, and Roy's action was obviously a bit abrupt.

But Dalia did not pull her hand back, but blushed and acquiesced to Roy's behavior.

After walking for about five minutes, Roy arrived at the apartment where he had driven Dalia back that day. Dalia was right, it was indeed quite close.

"I'm home, are you sure you don't want to come up and sit for a while?"

Roy smiled.

"I won't go up today. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future! I'm just worried that next time I want to go in, you won't want to let me in."

This sounded a bit ambiguous, and Roy realized he had said the wrong thing after he finished speaking. However, Dalia just looked a little shy and punched his chest with her fist. "What are you talking about!"

After saying that, Dalia rushed into the apartment quickly and covered her hot face at the corner of the stairs.

Dalia didn't want to see her daughter in this state, but she couldn't control her heartbeat at all.

Roy watched Dalia enter the corridor before leaving. At this time, he noticed a car parked in the distance and there seemed to be someone in the car observing him.

Who is that?

Roy walked over to question the car owner, but the other party drove away as soon as he saw him coming.

There was no choice but for Roy to go back to find Saltana.

When Roy rushed back outside Sanjeevichi, Saltana was already asleep in the passenger seat of the Chevrolet Camaro.

"Huh? Roy, you're finally back?"

Saltana opened her eyes drowsily and felt relieved when she saw that it was Roy who got in the car.

"I'm sorry, Sister Saltana, I ran into some trouble, so I came back so late."

Saltana woke up instantly. She knew Roy's strength. If even Roy said it was troublesome, it must be no ordinary matter.

"Another supernatural event?"

"Send you home first, then tell me where you live now."

The hotel where Saltana is currently staying is actually not too far from here and can be reached in a few minutes by car.

Entering Saltana's room, Roy took off his clothes, revealing his strong body.

The light in the car was too dim just now, and Saltana only then noticed that his clothes were worn in many places and there were some bloodstains on his chest.

"Roy, are you hurt?"

Saltana sobered up instantly and hurried to find a medical kit. Due to the special nature of her job, she always carried medical supplies in her luggage.

However, when Saltana came to Roy with the medical kit, Roy had already picked out the bullet with his fingers.

"It's just a minor skin injury, no need to worry."

When Roy took out the bullet, Saltana took a look and disinfected it with alcohol and put on gauze.

Roy was speechless. This kind of skin injury might heal in an hour, but this was Saltana's kindness, and Roy couldn't refuse.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Saltana was one of them, and she also knew Roy's special abilities, so Roy had nothing to hide. He told her in detail what happened in the subway, but he omitted what happened to Dalia.

Well, anyway, Dalia’s existence has no impact on the incident at all, so it’s better not to tell this tsundere big sister.

After listening to Roy's description, Saltana immediately thought of something and hurried to the table to look for something.

After a while, Saltana came up to Roy with a stack of newspapers, all local Los Angeles newspapers.

"Look, Roy. This is the newspaper I've been reading these days. Someone goes missing almost every day, and the location of the disappearance is right at the subway station!"

Roy flipped through several newspapers and found that there were indeed cases every day, with an average of four or five people missing each time.

That’s thousands of people this year!

Although people go missing in America every day, it is a bit outrageous that they disappear at a fixed location and disappear continuously.

Los Angeles police are totally unresponsive?

However, when flipping through the newspaper, Roy found a familiar name, Los Angeles Times special correspondent Caleb Evans.

Some of the reports on the subway disappearances were written by Keller. Is this female reporter writing another article?
Then Roy remembered another thing.

"Sister Saltana, Caleb Evans is your friend, right?"

Saltana looked at Roy in surprise.

"How do you know? Did she come to see you?"

Roy shrugged.

"Yes, Keller once came to me about her cousin!"

"What an idiot! I warned her not to investigate further, but she still ended up finding you!"

"Hmm—Keller is indeed a bit stubborn in some ways. I wonder how she is doing now?"

Roy remembered that he had made an appointment with Keller to treat him well when he arrived in Los Angeles, but he forgot about it when he actually arrived in Los Angeles.

The main reason was that Roy only considered Keller a pretty good partner and had no intention of conquering her, so he didn't take it too seriously.

Just as he remembered it, Roy decided to visit after daybreak.

"Keller Keller, are you very close to her?"

The eldest sister was a little jealous, but it also showed that she really cared about Roy.

"No, our worldviews are different. She has a strong sense of justice and is an idealist, while I am a realist. We don't get along."

If they don't get along in terms of personality, they'll be physically different too. No one can predict what will happen in the future.

Saltana's expression relaxed slightly, and her thoughts returned to the missing person's case.

"This case is a bit complicated. If what you said is true, then there must be a mole within the LAPD! And his rank must be quite high, otherwise they wouldn't have kept the case under wraps for so long."

Roy also guessed this, but he didn't want to think about it now.

"Sister Saltana, it's such a nice night, do we have to talk about this topic?"

Saltana looked at Roy, whose eyes were full of suggestion, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"If not this topic, what else can we talk about?"

Is this a fight with myself?

Roy gave a wicked grin, and then a ghost sprinted towards Saltana.

Saltana dodged subconsciously, but her reaction speed was no match for Roy's.

The poor little white rabbit was eaten clean by a hungry tiger.

"Oh!"

Compared with young girls, older sisters are much softer. They will care more about their partner's feelings and will not just enjoy themselves.

However, even though the elder sister had received professional training and her physical fitness was much stronger than that of ordinary people, she was still no match for Roy.

"Oh! Roy, I can't take it anymore! Let me go!"

"Haha, Sister Saltana, you know you're wrong now, right? Will you still be jealous in the future?"

"I know I was wrong! I will never be jealous again! I will even help you deal with Keller! Then the three of us will deal with you together!"

Hiss! Are you starting to talk nonsense?
(End of this chapter)