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It was her careless driving that caused the car accident.

He was fine, but Ben had lost the ability to speak.

It was this blow, and a series of circumstances that followed, that forced her family to move away from the big city.

The reason why Roy didn't believe Jess's words at first was that he thought she was under too much psychological pressure.

"Ben's condition?"

Hearing Jess's story, Robb thought back to the little boy who could never speak.

Although it is a reexamination, there is a high possibility that there will be no good results.

After all, if the consequences of this kind of damage are not treated well in the early stages, the chances of recovery later will be minimal.

Robb looked at Jess, who was very stressed when Ben was mentioned, and stroked her long brown hair comfortingly. He thought for a moment and said, "Actually, your family can go to another place."

Jess was puzzled: "Where?"

"New Orleans, Louisiana."

Robb answered and added,

“Where I’ve always lived.”

……

Chapter 290 Chapter Redemption Meeting, do you know?

Many times, problems that magic cannot solve can be easily solved by science.

Likewise, magic can provide answers where science cannot.

There is no need for one to look down on the other, the two can complement each other.

In Robb's opinion, if modern medicine cannot solve the problem of Ben's inability to speak, he can seek help from magic.

Just like those people in China who suffer from incurable diseases, they will seek help from various masters, immortal temples, and magic talismans.

Regardless of whether those things work or not.

In New Orleans, at least, there is a true expert on the subject.

Cordelia was already a very powerful potion master before she became the Supreme Witch.

When Robb was not as strong as he is now, he drank a bottle of strength-replenishing potion given by the other party.

The effect is very good.

The potions Cordelia made involved all aspects of her craft.

Not to mention that now that she has become the Supreme Witch and her magical powers have greatly increased.

With Robb's face, if she was asked to help take care of a sick little boy, she would naturally do it.

Even if there is still no effect, the Roy family can wait a little longer.

Robb now possesses many abilities and talents.

Although there is no treatment yet, who knows if a courier delivered one day will have this ability.

That's why he invited the Roy family to live in New Orleans.

Otherwise, for Jess's sake, it would be fine for him to go through the trouble of finding the Roy family in the future, but it would be too disrespectful to ask Cordelia to travel all the way to Chicago.

Of course, inviting the Roy family to New Orleans so that he could continue to hang out with Jess, who was very much his style, was another reason.

"New Orleans..."

After listening to Robb's story and thinking of all the magical things about him, Jess's charming green eyes lit up quickly.

"I'll go tell Mom and Dad!"

She couldn't wait to jump out of bed and talk to Roy and Denise about it.

Robb quickly grabbed her: "Clothes! Clothes!"

Jess was now dazzlingly white from head to toe, there was no way she could just go out like that.

At Robb's reminder, Jess quickly put on her inner clothes, put on a Robb T-shirt on the outside, and went downstairs with a thump.

Soon, a significant family meeting began downstairs.

By the time Robb came downstairs, the meeting had already come to a conclusion.

Denise looked at Robb with burning eyes, her face full of excitement and said: "Rob, can Ben's disease really be cured?"

"I can only say there is hope." Robb did not guarantee it.

But as Jess's family looked on expectantly, he added, "If it doesn't work right now, if you're willing to wait a few more years, Ben's illness will be cured with me here."

At his own rate of growth, Robb believed that by then it would be easy for him to solve Ben's problem.

"Let alone a few years. We can wait even for more than ten years!" Roy said this with absolute certainty.

He had witnessed with his own eyes Robb's magic and power that were different from ordinary people.

Even if I don't know why it happens.

But he had a simple understanding.

Just like the myths and legends, the more powerful a person is, the more likely he is to do things that ordinary people cannot.

For the sake of their son Ben's health, Roy and Denise were willing to go abroad, let alone New Orleans.

When it comes to love for their children, Eastern and Western parents are actually the same.

Besides, one of my children is eager to go to New Orleans.

Roy and Denise looked at Jess, who was full of expectation, and decided on their next direction.

Seeing this, Robb nodded and introduced Joseph, the local boss, to the Roy family.

If you have any problems, you can go to the other party.

As for himself, he would not go back with Jess's family.

The follow-up personnel from the Redemption Society have not arrived yet, and the handover has not been completed, so he has to wait a little longer.

……

the next day.

Under the gaze of Jess's parents, Rob and Jess had an American-style kiss goodbye without caring about the location, people, or events, and then bid farewell to the reluctant Jess and her family.

Robb, who stopped sweating and returned to his alone time, took out a chair and sat outside the house next to the farmland. For the first time, he truly enjoyed the life in the country farmhouse.

Having lived in China and now in America, he is a city dweller and has never understood rural life.

Now it seems that there is indeed a unique experience to feel the breeze and look at the beautiful picture of endless farmland.

The prerequisite is that you don't have to farm the field yourself.

But this good time didn't last long.

Just as Robb was sitting on a recliner, holding a wild cat that had come from nowhere and was taking a rest with him, he closed his eyes and rested.

A black SVU carrying thick dust drove towards him quickly.

"come yet?"

Robb opened his eyes, stroked the wild cat's healthy, shiny fur, and looked over.

A minute later, a black SUV stopped in front of the house and two men in suits with stern faces walked out of it.

They saw Robb resting beside the farmland, walked over quickly and asked directly, "Are you the owner of this farm?"

After hearing what the other party said, Robb knew that this was not the person he was waiting for, so he raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man in a suit with wrinkles on his face and who looked older said, "Our company is interested in purchasing your farm and is willing to pay a 30% premium over the market price. If you agree, we can sign the contract now and the money will be deposited immediately. How do you think?"

Robb was slightly stunned when he heard this.

This sounds... very familiar.

I had previously purchased Roy's farm at a 15% premium.

Now there is another guy who wants to buy it with a 30% premium.

When did this farm become so popular?

Robb glanced at the man in the suit curiously.

If he sells it now, he can still make 15 percent.

With such a return in just a few days, it can definitely be considered a good investment.

pity……

"Not for sale." Robb said calmly.

After all, I got more than 400,000 yuan more from others, so I still have to do something useful.

The man with nasolabial folds frowned and asked in confusion: "Why? If you are not satisfied, we can increase the price."

Robb was too lazy to talk any more. "No reason. I just bought this place from the original owner a few days ago. I have no intention of selling it."

Just bought it a few days ago?

Hearing what Robb said, the man with nasolabial lines and the person who had been silent suddenly changed their expressions.

The former's voice sank as he demanded, "Who are you? Why did you take a photo of this land?"

In the past, if someone asked such a question, Robb would have slapped the person in the face.

But now, seeing that someone else was determined to get this land, Robb became interested in the reasons behind it.

He pulled the tiger skin over and said with a "arrogant" look: "Redemption Society, do you know?"

Chapter 291: Chapter : Say! Why pretend to be the Redemption Society?

"The Redemption Society, you know?" Robb rarely used his power to overpower others.

But the prerequisite for all this is that the other party is well-informed, otherwise it would be like talking to a cow.

The two men in suits reacted strangely.

After hearing Robb mention "The Redemption Society", they did not ask what the Redemption Society was. Instead, they looked at each other, chuckled, and said to Robb with a half-smile: "You said you are a member of the Redemption Society?"

"It seems you know about the Redemption Society." Robb narrowed his eyes. "If you know, get out of here right away. This is already the Redemption Society's territory."

The man with nasolabial folds laughed instead of getting angry: "Haha, you are so brave. Do you know who we are?"

"Don't tell me you are also from the Redemption Society?"

"Correct answer, but no reward." The man with nasolabial folds and his companions pulled out their pistols, pointed them at Robb and said sternly, "Tell me! Who are you? Why are you pretending to be from the Redemption Society?"

Suddenly, two guns were aimed at him. Before Robb could say anything, the wild cat in his arms meowed in dissatisfaction, leaped away, said goodbye to its temporary owner, and ran to another place to sleep.

"Is even the Redemption Society so cowardly?" Robb sighed as he watched Wildcat's departing back.

He turned around, not even looking at the two gun muzzles that were so close to him, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, or you will end up in a bad situation. For you."

"My mission was personally assigned by Rupert, the North American director. You can go and verify it. Or are you the ones pretending to be me?"

"Rupert, the director of North America?" The man with nasolabial lines and his companion looked at each other again, their faces full of surprise.

Robb noticed their expressions and said thoughtfully, "It seems you know him."

"Rather than saying I know him, I'd say I know a certain amount of information about him."

"After all, he is the supervisor of this area."

The man with nasolabial folds was talking to his companion, and the raised pistol was gradually put down.

"Since you can name Director Rupert."

"In that case..."

"go to hell!"