Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 303

When a whale falls, everything comes to life.

The same principle applies to the giant Redemption Society.

However, only Robb can be born from it.

After backstabbing the organization and eating a supernatural base of the Redemption Society, Robb's stomach was bulging, so his strength was greatly improved.

Robb felt the power he now possessed.

He thought about it, and in his memory, there was a comparison figure who could describe his strength at the moment.

That was Fiona, who took him and the witches to fight against the Voodoo Cult.

Not counting other accumulations, Robb felt that he was no less than Fiona who had kicked him at the beginning in terms of magic power.

I don't know how far I am from the real Supreme Witch.

Fiona is just a Supreme Witch in decline after all.

The truly perfect one is Cordelia now.

Robb's eyes are full of expectations.

No matter what, he has gone from being unable to match him in the past to at least being able to see him clearly and getting very close.

Robb dispersed the spirituality in his hand and continued to look at the Book of Containment.

After deducting the cost of increasing spirituality, there are now 2520 points left.

Robb decided to keep it for now.

He found some good abilities among the spirits he had just contained.

If they come in handy later, he can use these containment points to light them up at any time.

Thus, an unexpected harvest was digested.

In order to celebrate his advancement, Robb glanced at the girl next to him who was about to wake up because of his movement just now, and took action again.

"Wait... wait a minute..." The girl woke up suddenly and shouted skillfully.

...

Just when Robb was enjoying the gentle countryside.

At the same time.

Rupert, who had learned that Robb had not clashed with the radicals and was disappointed that the other party did not fall into his trap, blamed his subordinates for not doing a good job, and scolded his old opponent for being so ineffective this time, suddenly received a bolt from the blue bad news.

The supernatural detention base in Minnesota has completely lost contact.

This has never happened in the past decades.

Rupert was panicked and no longer cared about Robb. He walked back and forth anxiously, waiting for the results report from the investigators who had already set out.

He hoped that there was a problem with the base's communication system.

But the report results half an hour later completely made him sink to the bottom of the valley.

The base in Minnesota started the self-destruction program and was completely destroyed. No base personnel survived, no traces of supernatural escape were found, and no clues of external forces invading were found.

"Damn it! How could this happen?"

Looking at the report in his hand, Rupert felt that he was sitting at home and disaster came from the sky.

There have been no accidents in the various supernatural detention bases in North America. How come there was such a shocking incident when he was the director?

Rupert felt very wronged.

At this time, Terry, who had just been scolded, quickly expressed himself and said, "Director, it is hunting day at the base in Minnesota today."

Rupert frowned, "You mean there was an accident in the hunting game."

Terry nodded and said, "It is very likely. With the guard strength of the base, even if there is an invasion by foreign enemies, it is impossible to hold on until it can ask for help. Only supernatural! If they have an accident, the base will be caught off guard. It just so happens that there is a hunting game going on there today, and some supernaturals will be released. It is very likely that there was some kind of accident in the middle link here."

What else?

At this moment, Terry only felt that he was possessed by a famous detective.

In fact, the reason Terry said is indeed the most likely.

But Rupert still has doubts.

People like him always think a lot.

Could it be that the radicals took the opportunity to retaliate because he had taken the land they were determined to get?

Or... Robb? He had seen something before.

Thinking of this, Rupert ordered: "Send someone to investigate Robb's current location."

"Send more investigation teams to the scene, expand the scope of the investigation, and don't miss any suspicious points."

"Yes!"

The men, including Terry, immediately did it.

There will be no results from the base for a while.

But with the help of the government, the Redemption Society will quickly find the other party in Robb's place.

The relevant surveillance videos, consumption bills, hotel check-in records, etc. were all sent over.

Rupert read it once and put it down without interest.

It's not Robb.

There is no information from the radicals for the time being. Could it be that the base really killed itself?

Rupert sighed deeply.

It was okay that he had not been able to make Robb conflict with the radicals before, and he had not been able to control the other party. So much money was wasted.

At least the task of taking that piece of land was completed.It's done.

Who would have thought that a base that was not in the plan would explode now.

When Rupert thought about the troubles that would come with this incident and the harassment from the unwilling radicals, he felt that he was really unlucky.

If the committee blamed him...

Rupert was thinking.

Speak of the devil, the devil will appear.

The screen in front of Rupert suddenly lit up, first flashing the logo of the North American Redemption Society with an eagle flying in the sky, and then a pattern of five fingers spread out, as if to hold the entire sky in the palm of the hand.

Seeing this, Rupert's heart skipped a beat, because the five-fingered pattern was the symbol of the Supreme Committee.

Sure enough.

The next second, a majestic old man appeared on the screen and said lightly:

"Rupert."

Rupert took a deep breath and said respectfully: "Commissioner Mossa."

The base's self-destruction was much more serious than he expected.

...

The blame fell on Rupert.

After eating and drinking, Robb, the instigator, continued to return with the mirror that witnessed the sublimation of his and Jess's emotions as if nothing had happened.

After walking and stopping along the way, he returned to New Orleans smoothly without any accidents.

Jess's family had moved here at this time.

After finishing the relevant matters, Robb drove to their new home.

Not only because the young and delicious Jess was there.

Robb had not forgotten that her brother lost his voice.

......

Florida Express: A man was seriously injured because of farting and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. According to reports, the man planned to fart the loudest in the world in order to challenge the Guinness World Record. In order to achieve this goal, the brother first glued his buttocks firmly with super glue, then ate boiled eggs and carrots, and drank carbonated soda when he was thirsty. After brewing for a full seven days, the brother applied for the challenge and invited witnesses to witness this moment together. But because the super glue was so effective, the guy had to hold his strength to break it.

According to the recorder's description, he felt as if a dump truck had hit him at the time, and the huge impact made him dizzy. Then he saw the challenger's buttocks were cracked by the huge air wave, and it was directly blooming, and bleeding uncontrollably. The guy himself had already fainted. So the recorder urgently stopped the challenge and sent the man to the hospital.