Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

The rising flames gradually disappeared, leaving only a few wisps of fine smoke slowly swirling in the air.

Penelope, who had already seen this, straightened his chest and skillfully recruited Robb, while carrying out the unfinished work before, he looked at the halo forum on his mobile phone and said:

"There are already many people on the Internet who can see ghosts in aura monitoring."

The back of his head moved, and Robb, who had found a comfortable position again, did not blink his eyelids and replied: "So what?" Without direct evidence, more people will simply think they are telling a lie or playing a hoax. "

Ghost? What an era! Does anyone else believe this?

Robb, who ended with a quote from the melon-eating masses, shook his head, he knew all too well what the netizens were thinking.

Penelope put down his phone.

Triboelectric starting.

Robb's head-shaking gesture forced her to take a few deep breaths.

Fortunately, this is home, and she doesn't have to suppress herself too much.

A pair of slender little hands coated with burgundy nail polish lifted Robb's clothes and burrowed into it like a small snake.

Who said that women are not good men.

Especially for a man like Robb who is so perfect that he can't do it.

Of course, Penelope, who has been immersed in Robb's ears for a long time and absorbs its advantages, keeps moving in his hands, but his pure and charming face

continues to ask seriously:

"The phenomenon of supernatural invasion caused by auras involves such a wide range and is quite harmful, is there an organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers, come out and take care of it?"

Luo Bo, who had a far-reaching breath like an old Buddha, continued to shake his head and said, "It's quite harmful, but it's actually just like that. The aura is installed, and the ghosts attracted are only aimed at the owner of the house. There are also quite a few friendly ghosts. I saw a dead brother running all the way to continue playing the game with his former chess friends that he had not finished before his death.

"As for those ghosts who come with the purpose of revenge, it can only be said that there are debts and masters. If you die, you will die, and it can be regarded as cleaning up the dirt for society and giving up some places by the way.

"But too much base is a real problem." As for S.H.I.E.L.D., Avengers and the like, who knows? Let the idiots in the White House figure it out for themselves. Let's fish first... Hiss...... Just take advantage of yourself.

Robb paused, almost breaking the knot.

Whoever let Penelope engage in a sneak attack without talking about martial arts, accompanied by a "click" sound of the belt loosening, hit him straight to the point.

The sound of crackling suddenly resounded.

The serious Penelope looked at Robb with a pair of blue eyes full of provocative meaning, sexy red lips hooked, and in her faint nasal voice with a whisper, said meaningfully:

"Our benefits? Robb, boss, I'm working for you in both work and life. So..." At

the end, she deliberately stopped what she was doing.

Robb waved his hand without hesitation: "Raise!" A raise is a must! In addition, I took the channel of a senior who is always at the forefront of fashion trends, and specially bought you a batch of the latest limited edition Balenciaga. What do you think? See what I mean. "

Balenciaga? I'm afraid it's more stockings! That

being said, Penelope was satisfied to keep going.

Wait until Robb presses his palm on her head.

Her charming eyes lifted, and after glancing at it amorously, she still squatted down obediently.

In the end, only the big waves that shined brilliantly under the light of the lamp were left, and the blonde hair was like a wave, constantly rolling up.

......

In the eyes of witches, the ghost knocking caused by the aura is the worst supernatural event in decades.

In Robb's opinion, this is the best moment for his big harvest.

Don't miss the opportunity, the time will not come.

After seriously praising the female secretary who was responsible for her work and had a caring life last night, Robb continued to work the next day in high spirits, enjoying the double happiness brought by the double harvest of US dollars and shelter points.

And so on for two days.

By the third day, Robb noticed something was wrong.

Rarely sitting back in the office chair of the firm, Robb looked at the crocodile head and the bloody chainsaw with the human skin face hanging on the wall, played with the demon statue in his hand, and asked Penelope, who was standing dignified next to him in a black women's suit and skirt, and wrapped Balenciaga black silk on the leg of the dead man's unworthy wine glass:

"Today the office is very deserted."

"Indeed it is."

The big wavy blonde hair, which was very conspicuous last night, was now coiled behind his head and said solemnly: "The halo employer who should have taken the lion's share is not only gone today. Due to time conflicts two days ago, many customers who had expected to come to their homes today also canceled their visits.

Robb thought thoughtfully: "In this way, our dividend period is about to disappear."

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the halo APP, and an official notice quickly popped up.

Robb frowned after reading it, raised his head and ordered: "Turn on the TV." "

There has always been a TV in the office of the firm, and Robb was going to look at it when he was idle and pass the time.

As a result, Zoe Madison was there before, and there were various jobs after that, and he never did much.

Penelope clicked quickly over to the TV and turned it on.

It just so happened that the TV program was broadcasting local news in New Orleans.

I saw a beautiful-looking female reporter standing in front of a warehouse, with her back to a group of staff carrying back and forth, and said to the camera: "It is reported that due to technical problems such as video storage failure and unknown image insertion, Halo urgently issued a notice of suspension of production and a take-back instruction for selling goods for the Halo Generation Monitor early this morning." Corresponding compensation costs, Halo will pay the majority of buyers..."

Robb did not look any further.

Already knowing everything, he let out a breath and said, "I didn't expect the official action to be so fast." "

Product recycling has never meant that a brand company issues a notice and all the products sold can be taken back immediately.

Being able to do so quickly that Robb couldn't receive new business today, apparently someone from higher up made a move.

Under the huge state apparatus, it is natural to have enough personnel and enough information channels to recover all the aura in a short period of time.

As long as you take off the aura, you will no longer be haunted by ghosts.

This is the official and crisp solution that has been reflected.

Don't think that such a conspicuous aura in front of his house must now be violently demolished.

It can only be said that the other party's response this time is quite qualified, not as inefficient, bloated, and even dragging its feet as shown by Hollywood movies.

I just don't know that the real promoter behind this operation is someone in the government, or simply some mysterious organization with great power.