Kill American Terror, Starting From the Witches’ Coven

Chapter 200

Even if you want to experience country life, there are thousands of places like sunflower farms across the state, and there are countless more who are willing to sell them at a premium.

There is absolutely no need to dwell on this one.

Price was thinking this in his heart, but of course he wouldn't say it on his face.

I am just an errand boy.

Whatever Party A’s father says, he will naturally do it diligently.

Robb, on the other hand, after hearing Price mention the murder case and recalling the information he had told about the Roy family before, he let out a sigh of understanding.

A new resident who is so depressed that he has no money to move; a murder has occurred in the house; a couple plus a daughter and son.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a standard feature in a haunted house horror movie.

It reminds me that there is a supernatural problem in this piece of information about the Redemption Society.

At the same time, there is a ghost in the house.

According to normal logic, what will greet the Roy family will be that the child discovers the ghost first and the parents do not believe it; the parents discover something is wrong, but based on the financial situation and a sense of luck, they just continue to live there as if it is for other reasons. ; Then the parents finally saw the ghost and hurriedly ran away with their children; in the end, it was too late, and the group was destroyed or the wife fled with the children.

But here comes Robb.

For ordinary people, it is a disaster.

To him, this was an ordinary haunted house incident.

Not to mention him, there are a lot of people in the Redemption Society who can handle such things.

So, what else could be the reason?

With thoughts in mind, Robb asked Price to drive him to the town where the sunflower farm was located.

No matter what it is, you have to take a look at it.

When the car carrying Robb was heading to its destination, relevant information was quickly sent to the base in New York State.

Rupert looked at it and ordered: "It's time for Anzi to make a move."

"Yes!" His subordinates immediately went to do it.

Rupert looked at the information sent back again and said in a good mood: "Bite! The harder you bite, the better!"

after an hour.

An ordinary car has arrived at the farm named "Sunflower".

It consists of a house, a warehouse, a workshop, and vast farmland.

Price, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pointed to the largest old two-story wooden house and said, "That's where Roy's family lives."

Robb nodded and walked down the driveway: "You go back first. I will handle it alone next."

"Mr. Robb, are you sure you don't need me to wait for you?" Price asked.

"Need not."

Robb waved his hand and strode towards the house.

Walking on the dirt path deeply imprinted by the wheels, Robb saw large tracts of growing sunflowers along the way.

The latter is a fast-growing plant, typically taking about 8 to 12 weeks from planting to flowering.

Now it looks like the sunflowers in this field have passed the seed stage and are growing rapidly.

Persuading the Roy family to leave undoubtedly added to the difficulty.

After all, when the sunflowers mature, you can get a good income by selling all the seeds.

Of course, this is just for other people.

After training in the office, Robb already knew how to deal with various groups.

Gua~ Gua~ Gua~

The unpleasant cries of crows frequently sounded in the sky.

Robb looked up.

There seem to be a little too many crows here.

And he's not afraid of people.

Looking away from the row of crows standing on the eaves, Robb came to the house and knocked on the door.

"Which one?"

A clear female voice sounded from inside the house.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps tapping on the old floor.

Squeak~

The door opens.

A young girl's face appeared in front of Robb.

Jess looked at the strange man in front of the door curiously.

At first glance, the other person's clothing and temperament seemed to her to be incompatible with the small town here.

The other party should appear in a big city like Chicago.

She asked curiously: "Excuse me, is there something wrong with you?"

Robb smiled slightly: "This is the Roy family, right?"

Could it be someone Dad knew in the past?

Jess, who was thinking this way, nodded and said, "Yes, this is the Roy family."

"I'm his daughter, Jess." She introduced herself generously.

"That's a nice name. I'm Robb." Robb complimented and stretched out his hand politely.

Jess's face turned slightly red. She quickly wiped her greasy right hand on the jeans behind her back from the cake she had just eaten. Then she stretched out her hand, held it with Robb's big hand and said, "Robb, I can do that." Is that what I call you?"

Robb nodded: "Of course."

Jess's face turned red again.

She had been studying in Chicago and suddenly came to a small town. She was still a little out of tune with the students here who had different interests and hobbies.

Robb's arrival made her eyes light up.

You must know that with Robb's current conditions, even if you don't look at the figure, just look at the temperament, even in the school she was in, it will definitely be a dimensionality reduction blow, and it is inevitable that many girls will pursue him.

Stay in its position and nourish your energy.

Although Robb does not hold a high position, he often deals with supernatural beings and has mastered many abilities and means. He is definitely at the top of the supernatural hierarchy, and his movements naturally have a sense of mystery.

And this kind of mystery is definitely a killer for little girls who yearn for novelty.

Not to mention little girls, even the experienced socialite Ivanka is inevitable.

No, when Robb was on a business trip, the other party, who had always been very reserved, rarely complained about why he never came to see her.

What could Robb do.

The forest is so big that even a master of time management cannot take care of it sometimes.

The only thing I can do is to draw a picture for the other party first.

Chapter 280 Chapter 280 Another form of dying from poverty

Robb, the true master of time management, lamented in his heart that it was not easy for him, then he came back to his senses and asked the girl Jess:

"Jess, is Mr. Roy at home? I have something I want to talk to him about."

Jess, who was also in fantasy, quickly bumped into each other and said: "Dad...Dad and the others went to town to do shopping. I am the only one in the house."

She stepped aside and said, "Robb, please sit at home first. Dad will be back soon."

Jess didn't worry at all that Robb was a bad guy and directly invited Robb to her home.

Robb showed no politeness, nodded, and walked into the house.

Before Jess's family arrived, this house had not been inhabited for a long time. The exterior walls were already covered with many vines and creepers, and the interior was even dustier.

Although it has been cleaned up now, when Robb entered, he could still see a lot of dilapidation.

Just like the family's finances.

In fact, the vast majority of people who live in haunted houses and fail to escape have only one reason.

No money.

This is another form of poverty.

Sitting on the sofa, Robb took the glass of water from Jess and thanked him.

The smile on Jess's face was bright.

She looked at Robb with her green eyes and asked curiously: "Robb, do you have anything to do with my father?"

Robb didn't hold back: "About the sale of the house and the farm outside."

"sell?"

Jess blinked.

The sudden change in the family's economic situation made her mature much earlier. She was more concerned about family affairs and shook her head without thinking: "It won't be long before the sunflower harvest will come. Dad will not sell this farm."

Robb smiled and said: "Nothing is absolute. I believe that Mr. Roy will accept my proposal after he knows the truth about this farm."

"The truth?" Jess asked confused.

Robb glanced at the girl's snow-white and slender arms. When Jess suddenly turned red, he took her little hand and raised his arm.

"etc!"

Jess quickly refused with a shy look.

too fast!

Although she had a favorable impression of a good-looking guy like Robb at first sight, she was not like the fun-loving group in school in the past, driving a car when they met each other.

As Jess spoke, she was about to shrink back.

result……

Robb just pushed her sleeves inward, then pointed to a black spot on her forearm and said, "You must not have caught this yourself, right?"

Jess was stunned and looked subconsciously.

He saw a particularly dazzling blue-purple handprint on his snow-white forearm.

'So that's what he was talking about. ’

While Jess breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a little irritated because of her wild thoughts just now.

It was only after Robb asked a second time that she came to her senses.

Jess quickly suppressed her distracting thoughts and looked at the fingerprints on the arm pointed by Robb, with a flash of fear on her face.

"Of course not!" she said firmly.

Jess wanted to say something else, but she pursed her lips and didn't tell Robb the truth.

She didn't want to be thought of as crazy or crazy.

Perhaps, that was the result of his own dazzling eyes.

However, what happened next was completely beyond Jess's expectations.

Robb glanced at the handprint on her arm and said something that surprised her.

"Jesse, you have seen very bad things during this time, such as ghosts. Right?"

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