Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

This world is ultimately unequal.

Robb knew this.

The young woman who was happy to get on the bus also understood it.

Bang!

The door closed.

Accompanied by the alluring fragrance, the new guest with short wavy blonde hair extended his hand with a smile and introduced himself:

"Penelope, nice to meet you, handsome and nice guy."

"You can be handsome, but you don't have to be nice. My name is Robb."

Robb shook Penelope's hand and released it immediately, not like Pig Brother who was reluctant to let go.

"Why can't I call you a nice guy?" Penelope looked over with her charming green eyes under her long eyelashes, puzzled.

It seems that the Nice Guy Card is not popular here yet.

Robb thought about it, restarted the car, and explained it briefly.

After Penelope understood, she curled her red lips and looked at Robb seriously, saying, "Believe me, even if a girl calls you a good man, it's not that kind of meaning. Instead, she is attracted to you."

"Including you, Penelope?"

"Of course! From the moment you asked me to get in the car, you have been a handsome angel in my mind!"

Rob smiled and said, "With your conditions, Penelope, I believe other passing car owners will not refuse."

Penelope looked at Robb seriously and shook her head, "But I don't believe them."

So you believe me?

Any man who heard these words would have an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Especially when he found that the beautiful woman next to him was looking at him affectionately, his heart was even more excited and surging.

However, unlike other men, Robb, who had been tested by war, had a thought.

Is this woman seducing him?

Robb turned his head and looked at Penelope, who was holding her cheek with one hand and looking at him lazily and seductively, as if he was the focus of everything. He suddenly realized this possibility.

But even so, so what.

Could it be that a beautiful woman is scarier than Leatherface?

Let's take a look first.

Maybe she just covets my male beauty.

In any case, eat the sugar-coated bullet first.

So, in the following journey, there was a blond and blue-eyed big horse in the car, which made the originally boring time more fun.

Penelope is not only pleasing to the eye, but also very nice to hear.

Not only can she smoothly take up any topic and make both parties interested in chatting, but she can also be a loyal and enthusiastic listener.

Even when she heard Robb's amazing profession and strange ghosts, she didn't question or sneer at all. Instead, she listened very seriously, exclaimed from time to time because of what Robb said, and even asked all kinds of questions like a curious baby that motivated Robb to answer.

Just like now.

"That killer actually sewed so many human skins on his face?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. It's a pity that the stick that killed him at the end was too strong, and his human skin mask was broken, otherwise it would have been a great collectible. Fortunately, I brought his chainsaw out and put it in the trunk."

"Robb, you are a real hero! Without you, God knows how many innocent people that perverted killer would have killed. By the way, can I witness your achievements and see the chainsaw?"

"No problem, you can see it when you get to the rest area at the next stop, Penelope."

"That's settled. In addition, just call me 'Penny'."

"......"

"......"

In this way, Penelope is not only beautiful and sweet, but also gives benefits from time to time, and even comes close to Robb, and has some intimate contact with him during play.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Robb has a good sense, so he doesn't care about his little actions in private.

With such tacit cooperation, and with the guidance of the road sign, a place called "Quicksilver Motel" not far ahead is getting closer and closer.

......

Quicksilver Motel, its predecessor was a once very prosperous mining town.

Because of a serious mining accident and chemical leakage, this place quickly became deserted. Most people in the town have moved away. Finally, the few who were left opened the current Quicksilver Motel under the leadership of the leader.

Chisos is the owner of this hotel and also the leader of the local cult.

Following the ancient customs, he has always eaten sinful people to cleanse his original sin. His purpose of opening a shop is to find thieves, robbers, fraudsters and other sinful people among the travelers, and either eat them or convert them into his own followers.

He has been doing this for many years, and even saved a lot of assets.

But today, he kicked a thick iron plate.

Looking at the dragon in front of him who was shot several times but still aliveLive tigers, five weirdos wearing sunglasses, and then looking at Claire, Kuchi and other loyal subordinates who were not injured at all, but could not die any more, Chisos felt a sincere chill.

He thought he had transcended and was no longer a low-class lamb.

The world should submit, fear, and worship his doctrine.

But now, facing these five beings who seemed to have walked out of hell and were much more evil than him,

Under their rampant, teasing and mocking gaze, he was like a sheep with its wool peeled off, not a leader worshipped by believers. All he could do was tremblingly wait for the final judgment.

"Why are there all these strange cults everywhere?" Chet, with naturally curly hair, sneered at Chisos who was trembling in front of him, patted his face and said, "You were very eloquent before. Keep talking, let me hear your prayers and see how nonsense they are."

Chisos dared not disobey, even if the other party insulted his doctrine.

He quickly put his trembling hands together and said, "Dear Lord... We accept the Eucharist and enjoy your last gift of life... Food of the righteous... Distinguish the sheep from the shepherd. Only in this way can we have the opportunity to eat and be baptized. Until the sheep are gone, our sins will be completely washed away, as well as me..."

"Enough! It's nonsense." Chet interrupted impatiently.

Chisos didn't dare to refute.

But Chet's companion, a black man named Will, touched his chin and said, "It sounds a bit similar to our pursuit. One eats people, and the other eats souls. Hahaha!"

"How can the body be as beautiful as the soul? What an ignorant and foolish cult! I can't wait to clean it up!" The most sturdy man among the five said impatiently.

In response, Richie, the thinnest of the five, smiled and said, "Dawn, be patient. There are thousands of cults like this on this land."

"That's why we, the chosen ones, have the responsibility to evolve this world." David, the eldest of the five, who had been looking outside, finally spoke at this time.

(From the movie Southern Devil, the plot is average, but the heroine is great)