Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

The world is ultimately unequal.

Robb knows this.

The young woman who was happy to get on the bus also understood.

Boom!

The door is closed.

Along with the seductive aroma, the new guest with blonde hair and short wavy hair stretched out his hand with a smile and introduced himself:

"Penelope, it's nice to meet you, handsome big good man."









"Handsomeness is okay, but good people don't have to." My name is Robb.

Robb shook Penelope's hand, loosened at the touch of a button, and did not hold on to it like Brother Pig.

"Why can't you call good people?" Penelope's charming blue eyes under his slender eyelashes looked over and was puzzled.

The Good Guy card doesn't look like it's popular here yet.

Robb thought about it, and while restarting the car, he explained simply.

After Penelope understood it, his red lips hooked, and he looked at Robb seriously: "Believe me, even if a girl calls you a good person, it is by no means that meaning, but it is attracted to you one step closer." "

Including Penelope you?"

"Of course! Robb, from the moment you let me get in the car, you were a handsome angel in my mind!

Robb smiled and said, "On Penelope's terms, I believe that other car owners passing by will not refuse."

Penelope looked at Robb seriously and shook his head, "But I don't believe them." "

So just trust me?

When he said this, any man heard it with an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Especially when I found that the beautiful woman next to me looked at her with deep affection, my heart was even more agitated and surging.

However, unlike other men, Robb, who has been tested by the war, is moved.

Is this woman seducing herself?

Robb turned his head and looked at Penelope, who was holding his cheek with one hand, looking at himself lazily and sultryly, as if he was the focus of everything, and suddenly realized this possibility.

But even so, so what.

Could it be that a beautiful woman is scarier than a human skin?

Let's take a look first.

Maybe people just covet their own male color.

Anyway, the sugar-coated shells are eaten first.

So, in the next journey, there was an extra blonde Yanmar in the car, which made the originally boring time a lot more fun.

Penelope is not only eye-catching, but also very nice to speak.





not only can you take on any topic smoothly, so that both parties are interested in chatting, but also be a loyal and enthusiastic listener.

Even if she heard from Robb's mouth about his magical profession and strange ghosts, she did not question the idea of laughter, but listened carefully, and from time to time exclaimed because of what Robb said, and even asked all kinds of questions that Robb was very motivated to answer.

Just like now.

"That murderer actually sewed so many human skins on his face?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. It's a pity that the stick that killed him in the end was too hard and broke his human skin mask, otherwise it would be a good collector's item. Fortunately, I brought his chainsaw out and put it in the trunk.

"Robb, you're a real hero! Without you, God knows how many innocent people that perverted murderer would have killed. By the way, can I witness your exploits, look at that chainsaw?

"No problem, you'll be able to watch it when you stop at the next stop in Penelope."

"Then it's settled. Also, just call me 'Penny.' In

this way, Penelope is not only beautiful and sweet, but also gives benefits from time to time, and even gets close to him, frolicking, and has a few intimate encounters with Robb.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Robb has good senses, so he didn't care about a small action in the other party's private.

With such tacit cooperation, under the prompt of the street sign, a place called "Quicksilver Motor Hotel" not far ahead is getting closer and closer.

......

Quicksilver Motor Hotel, formerly a prosperous mining town.

Due to a serious mining accident and chemical leak, the area quickly fell into loneliness, most of the townspeople have moved out, and finally a few have opened the current Quicksilver Motor Hotel under the leadership of the leader.

Chisos is the owner of the inn and the head of the local cult.

In accordance with the ancient custom, he opened the shop to wash away his original sinful habits by finding thieves, robbers, fraudsters and other sinful people from among the travelers, or eating them, or converting them into his own believers.

He has been doing this for many years, and he has even saved a large amount of money himself.

But today, he kicked a thick iron plate.

Looking at the five weirdos in front of him who were still alive after several shots and wore sunglasses, and then looked at Claire, Kuchi, these loyal subordinates of his own obviously did not have any injuries on their bodies, but they could not die anymore, and Chisos felt a heartfelt chill.

He considered himself detached and no longer a superior lamb.

The world deserves to surrender, fear, and worship His teachings.

But now, in the face of these five beings who seem to have come out of hell, who are much more evil than him, under

their rampant and mocking gaze, he is like a sheep stripped of his hair, not a cult leader worshipped by the believers,

all he can do is tremble and majestically wait for the final judgment.

"How come there are these strange cults everywhere." Chet, whose hair was naturally curly, sneered and looked at Chisos, who was trembling in front of him, and patted his face, "You were very eloquent before." Go on, let me listen to your prayers and see how it is. "

Chisos did not dare to disobey, even if the other party insulted his own teachings.

His trembling hands quickly clasped together, "Dear Lord... We accept communion and enjoy your last gift of life... The food of the righteous... Discerning the sheep from the shepherds, only then will we have the opportunity to eat and baptize. Until the flock is gone, it will completely wash away our sins, and I..."

Sure enough, it's. Chet interrupted impatiently.

Chisos did not dare to refute.

Instead, Chet's companion, a black man named Will touched his chin and said, "It sounds a little similar to our pursuit." One eats people, one eats souls. Hahaha!

"How can the flesh have a wonderful soul, what an ignorant and ignorant cult!" I can't wait to clean it up! Of the five, the strongest man was impatient.

Richie, the thinnest of the corresponding five, smiled and said, "Daun, be patient, there are thousands of cults like this in this land."

"It is for this reason that we who are chosen have a responsibility to evolve the world." The eldest of the five, David, who had been looking outside, finally spoke at this time.

(From the movie Southern Devil, although the plot is average, the heroine is very top)