Chapter 208
It was her careless driving that caused the car accident.
He was fine, but Ben had lost the ability to speak.
It was this blow, and a series of circumstances that followed, that forced the family to move from the big city.
The reason why Roy didn't believe Jess's words at first was because he thought she was under too much psychological pressure.
"What's Ben's condition?"
Hearing Jess's story, Robb thought back to the little boy who had been unable to speak.
Although it is a re-examination, it is very likely that the results will not be good.
After all, if the results of this kind of damage are not good at first, it will be very unlikely to get better later.
Robb looked at Jess, who felt very stressed when Ben was mentioned, brushed her long brown hair comfortingly, thought for a moment and said, "Actually, your family can go to another place."
Jess was puzzled: "Where?"
"New Orleans, Louisiana."
After Robb answered, he added emphatically,
"Where I've always lived."
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Chapter 290 Chapter 290: Redemption Meeting, Do You Know?
Many times, science can easily solve problems that cannot be solved by magic.
Likewise, magic can give answers to aspects that science cannot touch.
There is no need for one to look down on the other, the two can completely complement each other.
In Robb's view, if the problem of being unable to speak cannot be solved by modern medicine, he can definitely seek magical help.
Just like those in the Celestial Dynasty who are suffering from incurable diseases, they will seek out various masters, immortal temples, and magic talismans.
Regardless of whether those things are effective or not.
At least in New Orleans, there's a real expert on this.
Cordelia was already a very powerful potion master before she became the Supreme Witch.
Back when Robb was not as powerful as he is now, he drank a bottle of potion given by the other party to replenish his physical strength.
The effect is very good.
The potions Cordelia makes cover a wide range of topics.
Not to mention that now that she has become the Supreme Witch, her magic power has greatly increased.
With Robb's reputation, if he asked her to help take care of a little boy's illness, he would certainly be able to do it.
Even if it still doesn't work, the Roy family can wait.
Robb now has many abilities and talents.
Although there is no treatment aspect yet, it is possible that the courier delivered one day will have this ability.
That's why he invited the Roy family to live in New Orleans.
Otherwise, for Jess's sake, it would be okay if she took the trouble to find the Roy family in the future, but asking Cordelia to go all the way to Chicago would be a bit disrespectful.
Of course, inviting the Roy family to New Orleans and being able to continue playing with Jess, who is very much to his liking, is another reason.
“New Orleans…”
After listening to Robb's story and thinking of all the magical things about him, Jess's charming green eyes quickly lit up.
"I'll go tell my parents!"
She couldn't wait to jump out of bed and talk to Roy and Denise about it.
Robb quickly grabbed her: "Clothes! Clothes!"
Jess's whole body was now dazzlingly white, how could she go out like this.
At Robb's reminder, Jess quickly put on her inner gear, put on a Robb T-shirt outside, and went downstairs.
Soon, a significant family meeting began downstairs.
By the time Robb came downstairs, the meeting had already concluded.
Denise looked at Robb with burning eyes, her face full of excitement and said: "Robb, can Ben's disease really be cured?"
"I can only say there is hope." Robb was not sure.
But as Jess's family watched expectantly, he still added: "If it doesn't work right now, if you are willing to wait a few more years, Ben's illness will be cured as long as I am here."
At the rate he was growing, Robb believed it would be easy for him to solve Ben's problem by then.
"Let's not say how many years. We can afford to wait even if it takes more than ten years!" Roy said this decisively.
He had seen with his own eyes that Robb was different from ordinary people in his magic and power.
Even if I don't know why this happens.
But he has a simple understanding.
Just like myths and legends, the more powerful a person is, the more they can do things that ordinary people cannot do.
For the health of their son Ben, Roy and Denise were willing to go abroad, not to mention going to New Orleans.
Both Eastern and Western parents actually have the same love for their children.
Besides, one of my children is eager to go to New Orleans.
Roy and Denise glanced at the expectant Jess and determined the next direction.
Seeing this, Robb nodded and introduced Joseph, a local snake, to the Roy family.
If you have any problems, you can go to the other party.
As for himself, he would not go back with Jess's family.
The follow-up personnel of the Redemption Society have not arrived yet, and the handover has not been completed, so he has to wait some more.
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the next day.
With Jess's parents watching, Robb and Jess had an American-style kiss goodbye that didn't take into account the place, people, or events, and then bid farewell to Jess and her family who were reluctant to leave.
Robb, who stopped sweating and returned to spending time alone, took out a chair and sat beside the farmland outside the house, truly enjoying life in a country farmhouse for the first time.
Once in China and now in America, he was a city dweller and had never understood rural life.
Now it seems that there is something special about blowing the breeze and looking at the beautiful pictures of endless farmland.
The prerequisite is that you don’t have to go out to farm in person.
But the good times didn't last long.
Just when Robb was sitting on the deck chair, holding the wild cat in his arms that ran away from nowhere and followed him to take a rest, he closed his eyes and rested.
A black SVU carrying thick dust quickly drove towards him.
"come yet?"
Robb opened his eyes, touched the wild cat's healthy and shiny hair, and looked over.
A minute later, a black SUV parked in front of the house, and two men in suits with stern faces stepped out of it.
They saw Robb resting next to the farmland, walked over quickly, and asked directly: "Are you the owner of this farm?"
After hearing what the other party said, Robb knew that he was not the one he wanted to wait for, so he raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Is something wrong?"
The older-looking man in a suit with nasolabial folds on his face said, "Our company is interested in purchasing your farm and is willing to pay a 30% premium on the market price. If you agree, we will sign the contract now and the money will be paid immediately." Arrive. How about it?"
Robb was slightly startled when he heard this.
These words sounded...very familiar.
Previously, I purchased Roy's farm at a premium of 15%.
Now, another guy comes to buy it at a 30% premium.
When did this farm become so popular?
Robb glanced at the man in the suit curiously.
If he resells it now, he can still earn 15%.
With such a return in just a few days, it can definitely be considered a good investment.
pity……
"Not for sale." Robb said calmly.
After all, I got more than 400,000 yuan from others, but I still have to do some personnel work.
The man with nasolabial wrinkles frowned and said in confusion: "Why? If you are not satisfied, we can increase the price."
Robb was too lazy to talk nonsense: "For no reason, I just bought this place from the original owner a few days ago, and I have no idea of selling it."
Just bought it a few days ago?
Hearing what Robb said, the expressions of the man with the nasolabial pattern and the person who had been silent changed instantly.
The former's voice deepened and he asked: "Who are you? Why do you want to take pictures of this land?"
In the past, if someone had asked such a question, Robb would have slapped him away.
But now, seeing someone else determined to win this land, Robb became somewhat interested in the reasons behind it.
He pulled the tiger skin and said with an "arrogant" look on his face: "The Redemption Society, do you know?"
Chapter 291 Chapter 291 Say! Why pretend to be a Redemption Society?
"The Redemption Society, do you know?" Robb said with difficulty.
It's just that the prerequisite for all this is that the other party is well-informed, otherwise it's just playing the piano to a cow.
The reaction of the two men in suits was strange.
After hearing Robb talk about the "Redemption Society", they did not ask what the Redemption Society was, but instead looked at each other, and after a chuckle on their faces, they said to Robb with a half-smile: "You said you are a member of the Redemption Society? "
"It seems that you know about the Redemption Society." Robb narrowed his eyes. "Now that you know, get out of here. This is already the territory of the Redemption Society."
The man with the nasolabial pattern smiled instead of being angry: "Haha, you are very courageous. Do you know who we are?"
"Don't tell me you are also members of the Redemption Society?"
"The answer is correct, but there is no reward." The man with the tattoos and his companions pulled out their pistols, pointed them at Robb and shouted, "Tell me! Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a Redemption Society?"
Suddenly being targeted by two guns, Robb didn't say anything, but the wild cat in his arms meowed dissatisfiedly, took a leap, bid farewell to the temporary shovel officer, and ran to another place to fall asleep.
"Is even the Redemption Society so complicated?" Robb sighed slightly as he watched the wild cat leave.
He turned around, without looking at the two muzzles that were so close at hand, and said calmly: "Don't be nervous, lest you end up with a very bad ending. For you."
"My task was personally issued by Rupert, the director of North America. You can go and verify it. Or are you the ones pretending?"
"Rupert, the director of North America?" The man with nasolabial folds and his companion looked at each other again, with surprise on their faces.
Robb noticed their expressions and said thoughtfully: "It seems you know him."
"It's not so much acquaintance, but rather understanding certain information about this person."
"After all, he is the supervisor of this area."
The man with the nasolabial pattern and his companions talked to each other, and gradually lowered the raised pistol.
"Since you can name Director Rupert."
"In that case..."
"go to hell!"