Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven.

"I surrender! Don't... don't kill me!"

An old man broke his leg while running away. He fell to the ground wailing in pain. He heard footsteps behind him and raised his hand in panic.

"The Crocodile Man isn't as magical as you said in the store, is he?"

A voice sounded.

The old man, Old John, looked up when he heard the words and found that the person who was speaking was the girl who was standing in front of the crocodile statue at the gas station during the day.

He begged for mercy quickly, "Indeed...indeed. I am far inferior to you. Please spare my life! I am old and will not live long anyway."

Zoe raised her shotgun, shook her head and said, "It's just right. Let's judge your crimes before you die of old age."

"Do not……"

boom!

It's all over.

Zoe raised her gun, calmly stepped over Old John's body, and continued to chase forward.

Although she is a pure and cute girl, after experiencing the blood and fire tonight, she is ruthless when she takes action.

You know, she is the evil witch in people's eyes.

The pursuit in the dense forest continues.

It wasn't long before Robb, Zoe, and Madison reunited.

"That's great, Robb!"

Looking at the crocodile head that Robb had tied around his waist again after throwing it away, Madison praised it with bright eyes.

Zoe's eyes also sparkled.

Who doesn't want her boyfriend to be strong and powerful?

If the timing wasn't wrong, she would have rushed forward to express her excitement.

Robb patted the crocodile head that he had taken as a trophy and was going to hang on the wall when he got back. He smiled and said, "I'll leave the compliments for later. Let's get rid of the remaining few people first."

The cult group of about forty or fifty people now has only a few big and small cats left.

Robb, Zoe, and Madison were still chasing when suddenly a series of terrified screams were heard in front of them, but soon the situation calmed down again.

Then, a familiar voice sounded:

"Shit! I finally see you guys!"

Robb looked and was relieved. It was Queenie.

In the darkness of night, she had naturally concealed skin and if she hadn't made a sound, she wouldn't have been noticed for a moment.

She strode over and a deep wound on her neck could be seen healing on its own, and she was clutching a dagger in her hand.

Obviously, the fate of the last few people is clear.

Zoe quickly ran to Queenie and asked with concern: "Queenie, are you okay?"

Queenie shook her head first, then said in a very unhappy tone: "I'm fine, but my pants are wet. Shit! The guy who attacked me chose to knock me out while I was using the toilet. How heartless!"

Zoe wanted to laugh but held it back. “So, you killed him?”

"Of course!" Queenie said, still unsatisfied. "When I woke up, I found myself tied up in a wooden house. The guy who attacked me put a dagger against my neck and told me to be quiet. I took the initiative to wipe my neck with the dagger, and that made him be quiet..."

Queenie tells her story.

Pretty much what Robb had guessed.

Queenie went out alone and was hit with a club.

In order to meet their reproduction needs, the cultists will not kill her, but will just control her.

However, these people underestimated Queenie's ability and were killed by him.

"When I heard the gunshots and the flames, I knew you were here, so I chased you all the way here. Then I met those guys and killed them." Queenie said finally.

After she was safe, she did not try to escape, but was ready to come over to help, but she did not expect that Robb and his men had almost dealt with the situation.

"OK! The game of witches vs. cults is over. The witches win!" Madison threw down the useless shotgun, dusted off his hands, and announced loudly in the tone of a winner.

Zoe wasn't as excited as she was.

Thinking more, she looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground, frowned and asked Robb: "Robb, what should we do with these corpses?"

Robb: "Throw it into the swamp."

It is still necessary to kill and bury the body.

Especially when there were dozens of corpses at once.

If we really leave it alone and someone finds out, it will definitely be big news.

Besides, there’s no need to waste the burial ground in the swamp.

Even if the matter is exposed by then, given the efficiency of the American police, it will take an unknown amount of time to investigate it thoroughly.

But that's for tomorrow.

It was pitch dark and it would be very unlucky if you accidentally fell into the swamp after throwing so many corpses.

In addition, they were all very tired after fighting for so long, so they returned to the camp they had set up and prepared to rest for a night.

"Oh~Quinny, change your pants quickly, they stink."

"Bitch, why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like now? You look like you just emerged from a pile of mud. Change your whole body right now!"

"You two, I have a box of mineral water here, do you need any?"

"..."

Listening to the witches' quarrel, Robb dragged away the horse-faced man who had been shot in the head by him in the camp to prevent the bad smell from affecting his sleep. After simply changing his clothes, he went back to the tent to rest.

While he was half asleep, there was another person beside him.

Faintly, it seemed that there was another person approaching.

My nose smells a familiar scent.

Never mind, go to sleep.

Chapter 44 Chapter Big Eagle Soaking Wine

The next day.

A scream broke the morning calm.

"Madison! Why are you here!!!" Zoe exclaimed.

She had just woken up and wanted to stay in her boyfriend's arms for a while longer, but she found that he had some long hair on his neck.

It was impossible for Robb to grow so much hair, golden at that, overnight.

She stood up and looked around, only to see Madison sleeping soundly next to Robb on the other side.

Zoe questioned Madison loudly.

Madison, who was awakened from her sweet dream, did not panic at all.

Under Zoe's murderous gaze, she stood up naturally in her black underwear, revealing most of her snow-white skin. She stretched her body generously and then pretended to be surprised:

"Isn't this my tent? Oh, I went to the wrong place. I'm so sorry, I was so tired last night and my eyes were blurry. But I had a great sleep. I envy you, Zoe."

Zoe's eyes widened at the perfunctory explanation and the wolfish ambition revealed in the words.

Although she has a good temper, it would be abnormal for her not to be angry at this moment.

Sparks were seen flashing inside the tent and the temperature was rising.

Madison's words instantly broke Zoe's defense: "Robb has a great body. Zoe, how is it? How long can you two be together?"

Zoe was stunned.

Then, I felt inexplicably guilty.

At this time, Madison, who had just "remembered", apologized quickly:

"I'm sorry, I almost forgot how special you are."

"How pathetic."

Although the last sigh was directed to Zoe, his eyes were clearly glanced at Robb.

Zoe noticed this and lowered her head involuntarily.

This is not the Celestial Empire.

Unlike some girls who are good at tea art, who call themselves boyfriends or girlfriends, but are actually deliberately hanging you and never letting you succeed. After spending enough of your money or finding another "true love", they immediately throw themselves into the arms of another person to show that they are still pure and clean.

Here, many people get on the bus first, experience it for themselves, and then decide whether to pay for the ticket or not.

Very generous style.

In a situation like Zoe's where she can't even get on the bus, if it drags on for too long, most people would have packed up their bags and run away long ago.

Madison warned again: "Be careful of the women out there. If they find out what's good about Robb, they won't hesitate to snatch him away from you."

Are you sure you're not talking about yourself?

Zoe glanced at Madison speechlessly.

Madison…the expression on her face was very calm.

She raised her perfectly trimmed eyebrows, and suddenly leaned close to Zoe's ear and taught in the tone of an old driver: "There are some other methods. Do you want me to teach you..."

Zoe blushed, but still listened attentively.

As for the previous questioning and conflicts, they had almost been forgotten in Madison's beating and cutting.

Just between two girls, one teaching and one studying.

Robb, who had been pretending to be asleep, listened attentively to avoid bringing trouble upon himself because he had woken up early.

I have to say, Madison is a bitch in Queenie's eyes.

But it feels really good to have a bitch who only cares about you.

Seeing that the two women had almost finished their conversation, Robb stood up and greeted them, "Hey, beauties, good morning."

"Good morning, Robb," Zoe and Madison responded in unison.

"What are you talking about?"

"nothing!"

Zoe answered first, then gave Robb a kiss.

Madison followed closely behind and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek.

Zoe's eyes moved slightly when she saw this, but she didn't say anything else.

Days like this are wonderful!

Enjoying the beauties on both sides, even though his leisure time had accumulated to almost a month, Robb sighed.

It would be great if there wasn't that mission indicator.

Robb shook his head.

At this moment, he would not be stupid enough to ask Madison why she appeared here in such a cool outfit.

He stood up, patted the two women and said, "Let's go and deal with those bodies."

"Robb, go to the crocodile man first!" Madison said suddenly.

Robb asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I heard from those people last night that the crocodile man can actually fak. I want to go see it with my own eyes and cut it off by the way." Madison said with a wave of his hand excitedly.

"..."

Robb moved slightly away from Madison.

He was somewhat tempted to overturn his previous idea.