Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

The unexpected journey in Newt Town came to an end.

After handling the sale of the property and bidding farewell to Nikki and Heather.

The next day.

Robb set off alone and drove back to New Orleans.

Nikki, who had agreed to work as a receptionist and secretary at the office, did not go with him.

Perhaps she suddenly realized that Robb's job was too dangerous and she was not suitable for it; or perhaps it was because Heather couldn't leave without someone around her now.

In the end, she chose to give up her future in New Orleans.

Although Robb felt a little regretful, after all, Nikki had a hot body, and her skills and various cooperation were very good. She could understand him in a second with just one look.

But he did not try to keep her.

After all, doing this job does come with many dangers.

No one can guarantee that a curse or supernatural accident will not affect the people around them.

Zoe, Madison and others who are very close to him are powerful witches and will not care about these.

But for ordinary people, they must be very careful.

Just like when he came, Robb drove on the highway with the pedal to the metal, listening to the pure music with a far-reaching artistic conception.

He was enjoying the endless Gobi Desert and didn't know that at this moment, a group of uninvited guests were thinking about him.

......

Push the time forward a little.

Just as Robb was enjoying the surprise game specially prepared by Nikki on the night of her farewell, and even took the time to make up a course of treatment for Heather, and was generally very happy.

Far away in the remote swamp edge of the Terbonne Parish in Louisiana,

In front of the house that once occupied the magpie's nest and belonged to the Justifa couple, a group of uninvited guests suddenly came.

A total of five people.

Even in the middle of the night, they still wore sunglasses, which looked a little inexplicable.

"Liante's breath completely dissipated here." A man with naturally curly hair moved his nose and spoke.

The leader, a handsome, slender young man who looked more like a fashion model, raised his sunglasses and looked around and said, "Chet, can you find Ryan's body?"

"I'm afraid it has already sunk into the swamp." The naturally curly man shrugged.

Having said that, he still closed his eyes.

In an instant, his body became extremely stiff, as if he was dead, and there was no breath of life.

After a while, accompanied by the thumping of his heart, he recovered and shook his head to the handsome man and said, "David, I looked around and didn't find it."

"That's it." The handsome man named David said indifferently.

"I wanted to see how Ryant, that idiot, died. Since we can't find him, let's not waste time. He was just a lucky guy after all. Food is still food no matter how much we resist it."

David turned around and said coldly to his four subordinates: "The enemy is afraid! He knows how terrible we are; he trembles to cover up his crimes; he flees the scene frantically; he hides in the corner in fear; but he doesn't know that we are the nemesis of mankind! The hunter of souls! The real master who leads the new era!"

"That idiot Ryant was still useful before he died. He left us the soul information of the sinner. I smell it, in the west. What a delicious smell!"

"Let's go hunt him! When the time comes, I will let each of you take a bite with emotion."

"Yes! Rule!" The four people including Chet responded enthusiastically.

David nodded with satisfaction.

Suddenly, he curled his lips and said, "But before that, let's enjoy some appetizers."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure emerged from the woods not far away and shouted to them:

"Hey! Who are you?"

A fat old man pointed a shotgun at them.

Anyone who saw five strange men appearing here in the dark night, wearing sunglasses, would find it weird.

Especially in America where cults are everywhere.

The old man was very careful.

But he had no idea what kind of existence he would face.

"It's a bit old, but it's barely edible."

David turned his head away, ignored the muzzle of the gun, took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of abyss eyes that were full of malice and sin, and commented lightly.

"Oh! God!"

As they looked at each other, the old man, who had never thought of seeing such creepy and terrifying eyes in a living person, felt a chill on his forehead.

Not only that, he then noticed that the other four people also took off their sunglasses. When several pairs of terrifying eyes of almost the same style looked at him, the old man trembled violently.

"Let's eat." David said lightly.

"No!!!"

Under the night,A feast of gluttony begins.

......

A gas station somewhere on the Texas highway.

After taking a break and eating something, Robb got back into the car. He had just driven a few steps when he saw a young woman on the roadside raising her thumbs up and looking at him expectantly with her green eyes.

If it was a man blocking the road, Robb would have stepped on the accelerator and driven away.

But who made him respect women?

Robb slowed down the car, stopped beside the young woman, rolled down the window, and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Of course."

The woman's nasal voice with a hint of sultry sexiness came out.

She supported the front of the car with one hand, and her waist was greatly lowered, almost flush with Robb.

At such a close distance, Robb could naturally see the young and charming face under the golden and pure wavy short hair, which was pure and beautiful.

And under the sleeveless navel-exposing white T-shirt, even if it was tightly sealed, it was only slightly smaller than Heather's outline.

Coupled with the wasp waist and the tight and well-proportioned wine glass legs under the denim shorts.

It can be said that she has an angel face and a devil figure.

Which man can withstand such a test.

Robb can!

As he had seen many high-quality beauties, he recalled Leatherface's handsome face in his mind and continued to ask calmly:

"Madam, what can I do for you?"

The young woman blinked her long eyelashes, and although she was a little surprised, she quickly asked: "Can I get a ride?"

She said pitifully: "I had a conflict with my female companion and she left me. Can you give me a ride? I really don't want to be with poisonous snakes and scorpions in the desert."

Robb was speechless when he heard it: "I just heard such a reason from a man two days ago."

The young woman asked curiously: "What happened to him?"

Robb: "Of course I dumped him."

"What about me?"

"Get in the car!"