I made up myths in America

Chapter 22 People can only rely on themselves
The pressure instantly came to William Stephen.

And considering that he had just killed Luke Duncan in a less than glorious way, William Stephen knew that the Indian girl might let Old Bob go, but would never let him go.

He can only rely on himself to survive!!
"do not come."

Putting his arm around Robert's neck and pulling his body closer to him, the FBI assistant director acted like a drowning man grasping at a straw.

He was betting that Mina would be so concerned about his brother's life that she would hesitate to act and would let him go.

He was right. Mina really cared about her family.

But William Stephen, who had always been dealing with ordinary criminals, obviously forgot one thing, or he was unable to change his mindset for the time being.

The person before him was not just an ordinary person, but a genuine extraordinary being!!

These threatening tactics that are useful to ordinary people will be as ridiculous as paper when used on a supernatural being he doesn't know based on empiricism.

In an instant, William Stephen found that he could not move.

The rain that blew into the cabin with the strong wind and hit him was also under the control of Mina, the witch blessed by God.

Under William Stephen's horrified gaze, tiny blue water snakes appeared on his body.

These water snakes slithered over his body quickly like living creatures, and tied him up in a blink of an eye.

Oh, God! !

Old Bob, who was secretly observing through the rearview mirror, opened his eyes wide when he saw this scene and almost couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, he held back and huddled in his seat with his big belly, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

But thinking about it, it seems not very safe. Old Bob doesn't want his children and wife to see his name on the list of casualties tomorrow.

He took the initiative to speak and revealed a piece of information: "Miss Witch, several of your companions just left on my colleague's helicopter. I guess they will be sent to the Philadelphia Police Department first."

"……Thanks."

Although she knew that the other party was only showing kindness to her due to the situation, Mina still nodded politely and thanked him.

This friendly attitude made Old Bob feel relieved.

He was very tactful and kept his mouth shut, pretending to be invisible in his seat, ignoring what was happening in the cabin behind him.

But Mina was not so polite to the murderer who killed Luke's cousin.

She raised her hand towards the other person.

Suddenly, William Stephen's limbs were spread out like a big letter, his body was floating in the air, and the part below his neck was completely wrapped in blue water.

The tiny whirlpools formed by the water flow were like sharp blades, starting from William Stephen's feet and scraping off his skin and flesh bit by bit.

Even though William Stephen was an FBI agent who had received special anti-interrogation training, he still went crazy from the pain of this horrific torture.

He was racking his brains just now thinking about how to survive, but now there was only one thought left in his mind.

"Kill me, kill me!!!"

William Stephen raised his head and shouted like a demon.

"No, this is the punishment you deserve."

Mina's voice was calm. She wore a emerald bronze mask and looked sacred as she floated in the air. She looked somewhat similar to the Aztec high priest who had just presided over the sacrificial ceremony in the mirage.

Robert, who usually talks a lot, was also frightened by this aura. He widened his eyes in surprise and looked at his sister whose temperament was completely different from usual.

He thought his sister looked so cool now, just like those beautiful witches in the movies who used magic to punish their enemies.

"Ah! Ahhh——"

After enduring nearly four hundred blows, the blue water surrounding William Stephen completely turned red, and the life of this FBI assistant director eager for advancement finally came to an end.

Before he died, he did not forget to curse the Indian brother and sister in front of him with the most vicious curse.

"The federal government and those tycoons won't let you go. Your end will be like Luke Duncan's, dying in a corner, your body sent to the autopsy table..."

"Click."

Mina didn't let him continue. With a cold expression, she manipulated the water flow to break William Stephen's neck.

……

at the same time.

Near the bank.

It was here that Luke's massive giant body fell.

Because the onlookers who were attracted by the strange vision just now did not have the courage to join the battle, but they still had the courage to stand next to the giant's corpse, take photos, check in and upload them to social media.

In just over ten minutes, someone discovered a business opportunity and more than a dozen photo-taking spots appeared nearby.

For example, the department store where Chris was previously located had a good view and could basically take a full-body photo of the giant. It was occupied by two gang members, who charged fifty dollars for a photo.

People cursed and shouted that the giant belonged to everyone, while they happily took out money from their wallets and posed for photos.

After all, they didn't want to look back on this evening fifty years from now and realize that they had lost the chance to take photos and brag to their grandchildren because they were short of money.

Unlike this group of heartless American spectators, Daniel Outlaw, the 47-year-old Philadelphia Police Chief, is worried.

He looked at the three Indian teenagers who had just been escorted here with an embarrassed expression.

No, they should be called death ghosts.

He just received a text message on his phone reminding him that these people were dangerous.

That's right, this text message was sent secretly by Old Bob. He advised the Chief not to resist Mina who was coming to break the prison on impulse, but to just pretend to do it.

After all, this witch has mysterious powers, and God knows what other strange abilities she has.

Perhaps the Alliance government army and major agencies like the FBI can compete with this witch lady.

But it’s different for ordinary people like them.

The only consequence of being targeted is the destruction of your family.

Daniel Outlaw felt that what Old Bob said made sense. After much hesitation, he chose to turn a blind eye and asked his men in the police station to lock the three minors in a spacious room without handcuffs and to treat them to good food and drink.

"Uh……"

This ridiculously good treatment made the three yellow-skinned teenagers, who had been to the police station before, look at each other in surprise.

The youngest among them, Ahano, who had pretended to be a white robber, scratched his head and asked in confusion: "What are these white people doing? Are they trying to get us to betray Mina?"

"Don't even think about it!!"

Upon hearing this, the yellow-skinned boy Tatanka folded his arms across his chest and snorted coldly. He glanced at his two companions in front of him and warned:

"Don't blame me for speaking harshly. If anyone can't stand the temptation of white people and betrays Mina, I will kill him with my own hands."

"Tatanka, how could Anuha and I betray Mina? Don't forget that if it weren't for Aunt Linda, we would have starved to death."

Chaton, an Indian boy with wheat-colored skin, a scar between his eyebrows and a rather fierce look, said with some displeasure.

All three of them are orphans in the tribe.

If Aunt Linda had not taken them in when they needed help the most, their best fate would have been to become Chief Kitch's thugs like the other young people in the tribe, killing, robbing, and drug trafficking at a young age.

"Of course I know you won't betray me now, but those white people are too insidious. Who knows what conspiracy they will have against us."

Tatanka frowned, looking a little worried. After looking up at the surveillance camera in the room, he pulled his two companions over to discuss the response strategy in a low voice.

At the same time, where they were not paying attention, a stream of water rushed in from the ventilation duct and transformed into the figure of the girl Mina.

She looked at the three idiots in the room who were still worried about her, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes. She walked up and suddenly patted one of them on the shoulder, deliberately saying, "Hey, what if I get caught too?"

“Mina!!”

The three teenagers turned their heads and looked at her with surprise.

(End of this chapter)