Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 291

"Redemption Society, do you know?" Robb said with his power.

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

The reaction of the two men in suits was very strange.

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

"It seems that you know about the Redemption Society." Robb narrowed his eyes, "If you know, get out of here quickly, this is already the territory of the Redemption Society."

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

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

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

Suddenly, he was aimed at by two guns. Before Robb could say anything, the wild cat in his arms meowed in dissatisfaction, jumped, said goodbye to the temporary shit shoveler, and ran to another place to sleep.

"Is even the Redemption Society so stubborn?" Robb looked at the wild cat's back and sighed slightly.

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

"My mission was personally issued by Rupert, the head of the North American region. You can go and verify it. Or are you pretending to be him?"

"Rupert, the head of the North American region?" 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 that you know him."

"Rather than saying that I know him, it's better to say that I know some information about him."

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

The man with nasolabial lines and his companion talked to each other, and the raised pistols were gradually put down.

"Since you can say the name of head Rupert."

"Then..."

"Go to hell!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of gunshots rang out quickly.

The man with nasolabial lines and his companion raised the muzzles of their guns without hesitation, and the bullets in the magazine were used up in an instant, as if they would leave no one alive.

After a few breaths, the man with nasolabial folds and his companions who had replaced the magazines were not very happy to see Robb fall down like a rag.

The former frowned deeply and said, "Rupert's people actually found this place first."

The companion was also surprised: "How did they find it? I remember that they have never paid attention to this aspect."

The man with nasolabial folds shook his head: "Maybe, this is a signal. There may be a lot of trouble in the future."

The companion was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "Let's talk about the future in the future. Hall, let's talk about the present first. How to deal with it now?"

The man with nasolabial folds, that is, Hall, looked down at the corpse and said lightly: "What else can we do? We must not give up this land. Modify the land documents and bury this guy. If they ask, just say we didn't see it at all."

Pah! Pah! Pah!

As if in agreement, applause suddenly rang out.

Hall glanced at his companion unexpectedly, but saw that the other party was confused and did nothing.

A familiar voice sounded in their ears:

"There are no factions in the party, and there are all kinds of strange things. As expected, the great man summed it up very well."

Hall and his companions' faces changed drastically.

"How...how is it possible?"

They stared at the front with wide eyes.

They clearly saw with their own eyes that Robb was dead and could not be deader, so how could he stand in front of them alive now.

"The mind confuses cognition, just a little trick." Robb said modestly.

"Supernatural power!"

Hall and his companions flashed this term in their minds.

Without saying a word, they fired again, hoping to hit Robb in the form of a barrage of bullets.

But the next second, no matter how they pulled the trigger, they had to say that when Robb's eyes swept over, the two pistols were directly rolled into a twist.

Hall did not sit and wait for death.

With his other hand, he quickly took out a brass pocket watch, opened the cover and aimed it at Robb.

Instantly, the pointer on it spun rapidly, like a whirlpool, constantly attracting Robb's eyes.

A stronger and stronger feeling of confusion surged into his heart.

Noticing that the light in Robb's eyes was getting dimmer, Hall's face was overjoyed.

Before he could be happy for a second.

Robb's voice rang in his ears: "The pocket watch is very good, thank you."

Hall only felt his palm empty, and when he looked again, his pocket watch somehow fell into Robb's hand.

"You..." He was shocked and wanted to say something.

Snap.

The pocket watchThe watch opened again.

But this time the pointer was pointed at Hall and his companion.

The two men's eyes darkened, and they fell into unconscious confusion after a short while.

"A pretty good supernatural item."

Robb looked at the brass pocket watch in his hand that could confuse people's minds.

No wonder Hall and the others dared to come here.

Even if they were attacked by ghosts during the negotiation, the ability of the brass pocket watch could completely confuse the ghosts.

As for ordinary people, the guns in their hands were enough.

Now this brass pocket watch belongs to him.

Robb, who was in a good mood, played with the new supernatural item.

Then he looked at the two dazed people and thought: "This thing is a good torture method with mind control."

The light of his mind flashed in his eyes.

The next second, a hint of mechanical color appeared in the confused eyes of Hall and the others.

At this moment, the two people's minds were almost defenseless, which allowed Robb's mind control to last longer than before.

"Who are you and what faction do you belong to?" Robb asked.

"Redemption Society, North America Field Agent Level 1, Hall."

"Redemption Society, North America Field Agent Level 1, Nimi."

The two answered with dull eyes.

Robb's face moved.

Sure enough!

They were not lying, they were indeed members of the Redemption Society.

As for why the Redemption Society's people attacked the Redemption Society's people, it was just as Robb imagined, a struggle between internal factions.

And it was a completely bloody struggle.

Hall's tone was flat as he narrated: "The object of our true loyalty is Gibson, the deputy director of the North American region. Rupert's faction does not deal with us. Our ideas are irreconcilable. After learning that Rupert's people bought the land we were interested in in advance, in order to complete the task, Nimi and I chose to take action to solve the new troubles..."

"Is this kind of thing common?"

"Not openly, but there have been many outbreaks in private."

Robb raised his eyebrows.

The nature of the internal struggle of the Redemption Society is much more serious than he thought.

Robb's eyes flashed, and he continued to ask: "Tell me about the factions within the Redemption Society."

......

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