Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

Three hundred kilometers west of New Orleans.

This was originally a busy town.

Has a population of thousands.

But this town suffered from a plague thirty years ago.

None of the thousands of people survived.

That's not all, this town has been completely closed since then.

No one can enter this town again.

At least normal means cannot get in.

However, this town has now become the headquarters of the Satanic Cult.

In the center of the town was originally the town government.

Now it has become the devil's church of Satanism.

Royer wore a black hollow gauze dress and knelt in front of the devil statue with a ferocious face to pray.

In comparison, Amesha showed no respect at all when facing the devil statue.

Nor is it Satan she believes in.

The reason why she turned against her White Spear was not because of her deep love for the Roye sisters.

They just made a transaction.

After half the meal, Roye finished praying, stood up and turned to look at Amisha.

"Amisha, are there any other strong men in the White Spear Club?"

"Strong?" Amisha was stunned for a moment: "No, in order to facilitate your plan, I gathered all the psychics who can pose a threat to you. Even the few who ran away are just little mice. That’s all.”

"Today I heard a report from my subordinates. Someone is massacring my followers in New Orleans, and the other party is very powerful. Nearly fifty of the believers deployed in New Orleans have returned to the embrace of their master. The other party's purpose is very clear. , Revenge, this word will be left near every sacrificed believer.”

"This is impossible. Even if all the remaining little mice are added together, it is impossible for them to wipe out fifty of your men."

"But that's the truth. My children suffered heavy casualties."

"Are you suspecting that I'm hiding the White Spear's combat power? This suspicion is very unfounded. I have no reason to do this. It won't do me any good."

"So I'm also curious." Royer stared at his sister.

Royer has always been very wary of Amesha.

Because in her eyes, her sister Amisha is the real evil.

She is a person of no faith.

No matter in the past or now, there is only one thing she pursues.

That's powerful.

She can betray the entire world without hesitation for her own benefit.

Just like this betrayal of the White Spear Society.

The White Spear Society was founded by her.

And she didn't establish the White Spear Society to protect justice.

Just to cause trouble for myself.

Royer believed that if someone gave her enough benefits, Amesha would betray her without hesitation. .

That's why Roye became suspicious.

His own men were attacked in New Orleans.

Could it be Amesha's trick?

"You still doubt me."

"Shouldn't I doubt you?"

"Well, I guess I need to prove myself." Amesha shrugged: "Give me the information you have, and then I will solve the problem."

"By the way, if possible, bring them back alive." Royer said.

"Okay, I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee it."

"You can use my people as you wish." Royer paused and then said, "Even if you can't bring back alive ones, at least bring back corpses."

Even if the person is dead, Roye can still make him speak.

At that time, we will know who to deal with and whether it is the conspiracy of Ambassador Amesha.

Amisha knew that her sister was doubting her.

But no matter how suspicious she was.

She couldn't live without herself after all.

Amesha was also curious.

Who are the people causing trouble in New Orleans?

Is he really from the White Spear Society?

It seems that there is no such person in the White Spear Club anymore.

All the corpses of his former subordinates were brought here.

I also identified it myself.

Amesha basically knows who is left.

If it is someone who can pose a threat to her.

Amesha will never let it go.

…

"Boss, when will we return to Los Angeles?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Zhao replied casually: "What, are you in a hurry?"

"Boss, haven't you watched the news? Recently, a murderer appeared in New Orleans and is killing people everywhere."

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. You must not know that the murderer you talked about is right in front of you.

"As long as you don't leave the hotel casually." Chen Zhao said calmly: "A murderer will not come into the hotel to kill people."

"That's not necessarily true. The other party must be a delirious lunatic. Since he is a lunatic, who knows if he will come to the hotel to kill people."

"How do you know he's a madman? I read on the news that the words "revenge" were left on every murder scene. This shows that the other party is not killing people randomly, but a purposeful act of revenge. Maybe it's a dispute between gangs. , it has nothing to do with us anyway, what do you care about?"

Portia doesn't think so.

Gang vendetta?

She grew up in New Orleans.

She knows what the local gangs are like.

Even the most arrogant gangster would not dare to kill people so recklessly.

This behavior is like challenging the police and even the government.

Only the gangsters are crazy enough to dare to do such a thing.

She didn't want to stay here anyway.

A few days ago, there was an earth-shattering explosion on the Lake Pontchartrain Bridge.

What was once an artificial island in Lake Pontchartrain has completely become history.

When I have money, I will take my family to Los Angeles.

Definitely can't stay in this chaotic city.

At this moment, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

Portia immediately stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Hello, I am Mr. Chen's assistant. Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Chen."

"Boss, I'm looking for you."

Chen Zhao answered the phone: "Who is it?"

"Mr. Chen, it's me, Sabonis."

"Well, tell me."

"Mr. Chen, there is news that a convoy entered the city of New Orleans, and someone recognized one of them as Amesha, the former president of the White Spear Society."

Chen Zhao covered the phone and said to Portia: "Go out first and remember to close the door."

After Portia walked out of the room, Chen Zhao asked: "Didn't you say that the White Spear would be destroyed? The president of the White Spear is still alive?"

"I don't know the situation either."

"Do you know where these people are staying?"

"They settled in the French Quarter. There are quite a few people in this group, estimated to be nearly a hundred people."

"I understand, please send me their specific location."

Not long after, Chen Zhao received the address sent by Sabonis.

Chen Zhao called Portia in: "Portia, transfer one million US dollars to the account yesterday."

"Okay boss."

Portia has been remitting money to an account provided by Chen Zhao intermittently these two days, sometimes tens of thousands of dollars, sometimes hundreds of thousands of dollars.