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

They never imagined that the most critical chainsaw killer back then not only did not die, but instead survived for so long right under their noses.

It’s a bit scary just thinking about it.

"You are worthy of being York's son. Thanks to you this time, otherwise this lunatic and pervert would have brought so much trouble to the town."

York is Robb's adoptive father.

Mayor Bert, who already knew Robb's identity, happily patted Robb on the shoulder and treated him as one of his own.

Then, he pointed at Heather and asked, "But how did you get involved with the woman from the Sawyer family? She's a big trouble."

Robb: "Heather didn't know she had a grandmother until yesterday. Her only connection to the Sawyer family is the inheritance. After all, such a big house is a waste."

"I see..." Bert thought thoughtfully.

After Leatherface was killed and the only danger was gone, he didn't take Sawyer's only bloodline Heather seriously, and the other party didn't look like Sawyer's gang of psychopaths.

Besides, he is now doing well in his life, so there is no need for him to use those tricks anymore.

The days are long.

As he thought this, he stopped targeting Heather.

A feud has come to a temporary end.

As for what happened next, Robb was too lazy to think about it.

He is not a full-time nanny, and he has neither the interest nor the time to do everything perfectly.

Just live your life the way you should.

As for myself, after the evidence is solid and the routine procedures are completed, it is time to leave.

Chapter 121 Chapter Youmei takes a ride

The unexpected journey to Newt Town has come to an end.

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

The next day.

Robb set out alone, driving back to New Orleans.

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

Maybe she suddenly realized that Robb's job was too dangerous and she was not suitable for it; or maybe it was because Heather couldn't do without someone by her side.

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

Although Robb felt a little regretful, after all, not only was Nikki very hot, but her skills and coordination were also very good, and she could understand him with just one glance.

But he did not try to stop her.

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

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

People like Zoe, Madison, and others who are very close to him are all powerful witches and would not care about these things.

But for ordinary people, we must be extremely cautious.

Just like when he came here, listening to the pure music with a profound artistic conception, Robb stepped on the accelerator and sped down the road.

He was enjoying the endless Gobi Desert and had no idea 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 games that Nikki had specially prepared for her farewell night, and even found time to give Heather an extra session of therapy, he was generally very happy.

Far away in the remote swamps of Terbonne Parish, Louisiana,

A group of uninvited guests suddenly came to the house that once belonged to the Justifa couple.

Five people in total.

Even in the middle of the night, he was still wearing sunglasses, which looked a little strange.

"Liante's aura 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, looked around and said, "Chet, can you find Ryan's body?"

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

Having said that, he still closed his eyes.

In a flash, his body became extremely stiff, as if he was dead, without any breath of life.

After a while, with the sound of his heart pounding, he came back to his senses and shook his head at the handsome man, saying, "David, I looked around but couldn't find it."

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

"I wanted to see how that idiot Ryant died. Now that 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 you 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 tremblingly; but he doesn't know that we are the nemesis of mankind! We are the hunters of souls! We are the true masters who lead the new era!"

"That idiot Ryant was still somewhat useful before he died. He left us a message from the souls of sinners. I smell it, to the west. What a delicious smell!"

"Let's go hunt him! Then, I'll let each of you take a bite out of it."

"Yes! In power!" 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 dessert first."

As soon as the words fell, a figure emerged from the woods not far away and shouted at 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 rampant.

The old man has been very careful.

But he had no idea what kind of existence he would be facing.

“It’s a bit old, but still edible.”

David turned his head away, ignoring the gun, and took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of abyssal 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 on a living person, felt a chill run down his forehead.

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

"Let's eat." David said lightly.

"Do not!!!"

Under the night sky, a feast begins.

……

A gas station somewhere on a Texas highway.

After taking a break and eating something to rest, Robb got back into the car. He had only driven a few steps when he saw a young woman on the roadside ahead raising her thumb and looking at him expectantly with a pair of green eyes.

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

But who can blame him for always respecting women?

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

"of course."

A nasal, slightly sultry, sexy voice came out of the woman's mouth.

She was seen supporting the front of the car with one hand, her waist leaning down greatly, almost level with Robb.

At such a close distance, Robb could naturally see the young and charming face with pure beauty and allure under the short wavy hair as pure as gold.

And under that sleeveless white belly-revealing T-shirt, even if it was sealed tightly, it looked like it was just a little smaller than Heather's.

Coupled with the wasp waist and the tight, fleshy and shapely wine glass legs under the denim shorts.

She can definitely be described as having an angelic face and a devilish figure.

Which man can withstand such a test?

Robb can!

As someone who had seen many beautiful women, he recalled Leatherface's handsome face in his mind and continued to ask calmly:

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

The young woman blinked her long eyelashes, a little surprised, but she quickly said, "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 this: "I just heard this reason from a man two days ago."

The young woman asked curiously, "So how is he?"

Robb: "Of course I dumped him."

"what about me?"

"boarding!"

Chapter 122 Chapter Quicksilver Motel

The world is ultimately unequal.

Robb knew this.

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

Bang!

The car door is closed.

Along with the alluring aroma, the new guest with short wavy blond hair smiled and stretched out his hand, introducing himself:

"Penelope, nice to meet you, handsome man."

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

Robb shook Penelope's hand, and released it instantly, not clinging on as tightly as Piglet did.

"Why can't we call him a good person?" Penelope looked over with her charming blue eyes under her long eyelashes, puzzled.

Nice guy cards don't seem to be popular here yet.

Robb thought about it, then started the car again while explaining briefly.

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

"Including you, Penelope?"

"Of course! Robb, from the moment you let me get in the car, you have been a handsome angel in my eyes!"

Robb 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 just believe me?

Any man who hears this will feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

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

However, unlike other men, Robb, who had been through many battles, had some thoughts.

Is this woman seducing me?