Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Puff! Puff!

Wounds continued to appear on Leatherface's legs, restricting his movement.

Faced with this strange attack that he couldn't dodge.

Leatherface, who had a strong physique but no means of long-range attack, or even the ability to resist witchcraft, was like a huge toy that anyone could dress up. No matter how hard he struggled, he could never catch up with Robb's clothes. He could only repeat the actions of kneeling, repairing, and standing up in vain.

Like a cat catching a mouse.

After a while, just when Robb was about to repeat the previous action, Leatherface, who was kneeling on the ground, never got up again, and even his breath became extremely weak.

Robb observed carefully and saw that the wounds he had just caused on Leatherface were no longer healed as before.

"Is it exhausted?"

Robb's fingers on the voodoo doll moved towards the head.

The solid resistance that should have appeared was now almost non-existent.

He only needed to use a little force to poke his fingers in and complete the final killing of the voodoo doll curse.

From this point of view, Leatherface really has no more strength left.

Robb, who had little spiritual power left in his body, breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the chainsaw in front of him, which had stopped making noise, and the weak Leatherface lying on the ground.

He never thought that he would encounter such a big guy just to receive the inheritance.

If his strength had not just been upgraded, he might not be Leatherface's opponent.

After all, without Apparition, and with much less spiritual power than now, he might not be able to outlast Leatherface.

The final result is probably that he can't beat him and escape.

Thanks to the Justifa couple and the evil spirits who took the initiative to deliver themselves.

In order to avoid consuming the few spiritual powers to deal with other troubles that may exist later.

To be conservative, Robb did not continue to curse, but looked around, pulled out the steel pipe that was originally his weapon and stuck in the tree not far away, and held it in his palm.

Then, he walked up to Leatherface, ready to personally give the famous killer the final blow.

"Wait! Robb!"

Suddenly, a hurried voice sounded.

Robb turned his head and unexpectedly found that Heather and Nikki had actually run back.

It was Heather who had just called him.

"Why did you run back?" Robb asked.

"I wanted to come back to help you. I didn't expect that Robb, you could solve this perverted killer by yourself. It's amazing!" Nikki, who was still nervous at first, saw that the enemy had actually fallen down. She was shocked and excited.

After confirming that Leatherface could not move, she rushed forward and kicked him boldly a few times, then threw herself into Robb's arms and gave him a hot kiss.

"Don't! I haven't finished the knife yet."

Robb, who didn't want to become the unlucky protagonist in the movie, stared at Leatherface closely while pulling the passionate Nikki down.

He didn't bother to ask the two girls how they got the confidence to come back to help, and raised the steel pipe in his hand and aimed it at Leatherface.

Suddenly, Heather came with the ball and stopped him, saying, "Robb, don't!"

Robb: "..."

What kind of drama is this.

Pleading for the enemy?

"Heather, go to the side and have a good rest." Robb, who could only think that Heather was scared, pushed her away and said.

But Heather held him tightly and said, "Robb, let him go. He is my only blood relative in the world."

Robb, who didn't know the whole truth, instantly had a question mark on his face.

On the side, Nikki, who knew the whole process, was full of surprise and confusion and said, "Heather, do you know what you are saying? This perverted killer can never be forgiven even if he is your cousin!"

"He is my only relative. My grandmother told me to take good care of him." Heather shook her head and said with tears in her eyes.

Nikki continued to refute indignantly: "He almost killed us!"

After listening to the two women talking back and forth, Robb, who finally sorted out his thoughts, interrupted them and turned to look at Heather seriously and said: "Heather, do you know that you are protecting a criminal with blood on his hands?"

Heather nodded slowly, and then begged: "But he is my only relative after all."

Rob asked: "This relative killed your boyfriend and Kenny, did you know that?"

It has been so long, and Ryan and Kenny have not made any movement. Robb can be sure that the two must be dead.

Hearing this, Heather's face froze. After a little silence, she reluctantly said: "This... is an accident that no one wants to see. I swear, I will definitely control my cousin in the future. He will listen to me and will never hurt anyone again."

"Heather, do you know what you are talking about? That's Ryan! And Kenny! Their deaths are in your hands.Don't you think it's worthless?" Nikki held her head in disbelief, "Shit! Heather, are you possessed by a demon?"

"She's not."

Robb, who was also shocked by Heather's different brain circuits, turned on his spiritual vision and looked at Heather, no problem.

If so, the problem lies with Heather herself.

"Is it the influence of the bloodline of the murderer family?"

Robb thought of the Sawyer family, whose whole family is murderers.

Not only Leatherface is abnormal, but the other members are all mentally abnormal, but they unexpectedly gather under the Sawyer family name.

Bloodthirsty, crazy, but united.

This is the characteristic of the Sawyer family.

Heather, who also has the surname Sawyer, has awakened the genes in her blood after returning to the family?

Blood is thicker than water.

It's really ridiculous to put it here.

At this moment, Robb said to Heather with a serious face: "Heather, you have a serious disease and need treatment. "

But not now.

Robb casually pushed Heather away.

When he came to Leatherface, he raised the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it on his head.

"No! !"

Heather cried out in pain.

Plop!

Like a watermelon smashing on the ground, Leatherface's head exploded, and red and white scattered everywhere.

There was no recovery, and he was deader than dead.

"Good kill! "Nikki clapped her hands vigorously.

However, the impact of the scene in front of her was so great that she had to turn her head and vomited with nausea.

On the contrary, Heather, who was closer and saw the whole process clearly, did not feel nauseous, but kept crying.

People who didn't know would think that the bad guy was Robb and the good guy was Leatherface on the ground.

Noticing that the Book of Shelter had a new page, Robb, who knew that Leatherface could no longer make waves, threw away the bloody steel pipe in his hand, turned to look at Heather, and said with concern:

"Now it's your business, Heather."

"Don't worry, I'm very good at healing people. Heather, your illness will be cured soon under my magic hands."

"I promise!"