Satan and the radicals are done, and Robb, who returned to New Orleans, enjoys a peaceful and exciting life.

After the first Witch Night Party, Robb spent some time inviting new and old friends to a uniform temptation night party.

According to the requirements, every female guest present must wear her own professional uniform.

Therefore, Robb met Penelope in an OL secretary uniform, Claire in a white coat, Stephanie in a waitress uniform, Jess in a student uniform, and Katrin, a nurse who had not been seen for a long time, and Jenna, the Mayflower female manager who was recently released on bail.

Uniforms from all walks of life that perfectly outline women's figures and temperaments were fully displayed at the party.

Compared with young witches, working ladies are more open.

Robb had a very happy night.

Now he can truly experience the incomparable happiness of being a rich man in the capitalist world.

Unfortunately, the second Witch Night seems to be a long way off.

The Blonde Heaven Night that he had been planning to prepare would also have to be postponed.

Or, maybe a Black Heaven, or Oriental Night or something like that.

Rob also invested in an entertainment company in South Korea.

As the president appointed by him, Park Ji-hyun lived up to his trust and made the company very prosperous.

I heard that many new artists had been signed, waiting for him to review them.

He remembered the sultry voice of Park Ji-hyun who knew his feelings well on the phone before.

Rob's heart moved, looking at the flowing black hair in front of him.

Oriental Night, it's not impossible!

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, I always feel very offended." The black-haired girl sitting in front of Rob said at this time.

Robb came back to his senses, looking at Zhang Manyue in front of him wearing the latest Chanel suit, and said calmly: "You think too much."

He changed the topic and looked up and down at Zhang Manyue, who was wearing a new and more expensive earring, ring, necklace, etc. compared to the first time they met, and smiled and said: "It seems that you have been living a comfortable life recently."

The two are now chatting in an open-air cafe.

Under the parasol, in the lace pattern cuffs, Zhang Manyue, who was stirring coffee with a spoon with her beautiful white hands, glanced at Robb with her almond eyes.

A thousand-year-old fox, a ten-thousand-year-old turtle.

Having lived for so long, she has seen everything.

Based on Robb's appearance just now, she can be sure that her guess must be correct.

It's just that she is not as skilled as others, so this is the only way.

Zhang Manyue took a sip of coffee and nodded: "Thanks to those radicals, I have made a small fortune recently."

The Redemption Society invited various masters, and it was natural that there would be no expression.

Money, they never lacked.

It just so happens that the hedonistic Zhang Manyue loves money the most.

In addition, during this global crisis, the God of Magu has temporarily freed her from her bondage, allowing her to enjoy herself in America for a long time.

It's pitiful.

She has been trapped in this small place in South Korea for thousands of years, which has really made her feel suffocated.

Now that she can walk around and have a look without worrying about being called back when the moon rises, Zhang Manyue is certainly in a good mood recently.

Look, in addition to being hired by the Redemption Society, she also has time to run to Robb's place to appreciate the style of New Orleans.

What's a bit disappointing is that she was spotted by the local black uncles not long after she came here dressed as a rich woman.

Although there is no danger, there is always a lack of interest.

"This is your territory, aren't you going to manage it properly?" Zhang Manyue said puzzled.

When she chatted with the witch team before, she learned some information.

"New Orleans belongs to all New Orleans people, including African Americans." Robb corrected Zhang Manyue's political correctness, looked around and said, "This is the characteristic of New Orleans. Don't you think it is full of vitality?"

Vitality?

Zhang Manyue said that she didn't understand.

Robb didn't want her to understand, and returned to the topic: "What's wrong? What will the bird in the cage do after enjoying a short period of freedom?"

Zhang Manyue rolled her eyes: "I've seen Naruto."

Although she is an old antique, she still keeps up with the times.

Eating, drinking, playing, chasing anime and shopping, everything is good.

The bird in the cage mentioned by Robb is very similar to her.

But seriously speaking, she has not been so uncomfortable for thousands of years.

Magu God is like those old yinbi in the East. She habitually uses fate and cause and effect to layout and influence. More often, she watches Zhang Manyue step by step towards the fateful ending.

As for forcibly interfering, there is no such thing.

However, when Zhang Manyue heard from the Goddess Magu that she was destined to meet someone who would send her off in the near future, she still felt a little unhappy and unwilling to accept her fate.The fate is already determined.

Especially during this period of time, I have become more ambitious.

Perhaps, as Robb said, once the caged bird is free, even if it is only for a short time, the self will change drastically.

Robb noticed the change in Zhang Manyue's expression and extended an olive branch, saying: "I can help you remove the curse of the caged bird."

With Robb's current strength, he is almost invincible in the world.

He is no longer afraid of a "god" who lives in a small place.

Although Magu God helped him, Robb did not forget that the other party attacked him as soon as they met, and sent him away like a plague god afterwards.

The reason why both sides are at peace is more because of their own strength.

Of course, the most important thing is that Magu God is not much hurt by the loss of Zhang Manyue.

Robb doesn't mind helping Zhang Manyue, who he knows for a while.

After all, this woman has the extremely rare attribute of being single for a thousand years.

Hearing that Robb can help her get rid of the shackles, Zhang Manyue's heart is in turmoil.

Having experienced the battle in the Garden of Eden, she had no doubt that Robb could not do it.

So, the freedom she had never thought of was within her reach?

Zhang Manyue's face changed a lot.

After a long time, she looked straight at Robb and asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

Robb shrugged and said, "We know each other. Your troubles are just a piece of cake for me."

Zhang Manyue was silent.

Robb suddenly smiled again and said, "Of course, there is one more request."

Zhang Manyue breathed a sigh of relief.

She was ready to bleed and asked, "What request?"

Robb looked at Zhang Manyue's eternally young face and curled his lips:

"I haven't dated a woman much older than me. Can you let me practice it?"

Zhang Manyue's face froze.

After a while, a high-pitched voice with gritted teeth sounded in the coffee shop:

"So, you mean I'm old???"

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