Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

in the car.

The baby's beautiful little face was much redder, and Sara, who sat pitifully in the driver's seat.

She was a little worried that if she continued like this, her face would not be able to lose weight.

In the passenger seat, Robb, the initiator, ignored the appearance crisis of the girl next to him.

It's like "the ugliest in the family".

If this is all a crisis, then 99.9% of the world's people can be called very ugly.

Robb intently turned on the navigation in the car, set the route, and confirmed again:

"Sara, are you sure you can drive?"

Sara came back to her senses and said confidently: "Of course, I learned to drive with my father very early, and I have driven many times in the past. "

Really?"

"Absolutely!"

All right.

Although it is clear that many North American teenagers can drive, but in the spirit of unease with female drivers, especially underage female drivers, plus a wild mountain here, the road is not very good, Robb still instructed:

"Sara, you still call me more later."

When Sara heard this, she said warily: "I will not make mistakes again."

Robb: "You can shout this time." "

Really?"

"100% true."

Robb was mainly worried that Sara had made a mistake and that he still had time to pull the handbrake.

So.

Sara can not only continue to play the game of "Magic Mirror Magic Mirror", but also have a wild enjoyment.

For her, who used to be a good girl in the eyes of her parents, this time it was really right.

"Let's go!"

Sara shouted joyfully, pressed the gas pedal, and the car roared.

On the side, Robb looked at the girl who was much more lively and optimistic than at the beginning.

Although a bit towards the wild horse trend.

But that's the charm of a girl.

Isn't it?

......

Under the protection of the summoned Robb projection, Sara smoothly left the no-man's land all the way and went to the nearest town to rest, waiting for the real Robb to arrive.

It was almost dusk.

Inside the hotel, after a brief freshening, Sara changed into a new white shirt and light-colored jeans.





although not as delicate as a girl of her age.

But it is very in line with her temperament.

However, it would be wrong to think that she only has a fairy-like temperament and face.

Under the conservative dress, Sara unexpectedly has a bumpy body that is much better than her peers, and even women who have developed it are envious.

It's hard to imagine that she was still a high school girl.

Purity and seduction can be said to be perfectly reflected in her.

It is no wonder that when Sara stepped into this remote town, she attracted the attention of many people.

The local female sheriff also enthusiastically handed her a tour map of the town, hoping that she would have more fun here.

"People in small towns seem to be much more enthusiastic than people in cities."

Sara sat cross-legged on the bed, looked at the large mirror in front of her, and knocked familiarly:

"Robb, Robb, Robb."

With the previous lesson, Sara did not dare to add any modifiers in front of her.

Of course, no one knows what she thinks in her heart.

"What's wrong, Sarah?" Robb's figure appeared.

"I'm already staying, Robb, when will you arrive?" Being alone for the first time and not familiar with life, Sara still wanted Robb to return to her sooner.

Robb looked left and right, sighed, and said, "Sara, you can call." A

good remote support method has turned into a chat tool, and Robb is speechless.

It was good to say before in the deep mountains, after all, there was no signal.

But now I can always call.

"I forgot!" Sara patted her little head and stuck out her tongue cutely.

Just when she was about to pick up her mobile phone, she had only spent a day together, and Robb, who always had the feeling that she was taking a baby, sighed again: "Forget it, let's just say so."

"I'm almost an hour away from you." Sara, are you safe now? Robb asked.

He was not idle when Sara was rushing before, and he stepped on the accelerator to the end, racing all the way, and even threw off several police cars with sirens halfway.

Anyway, he drove this car from some black buddy, and he couldn't find out himself.

Hearing this, Sara nodded "uh-huh": "Although this town is small, the locals are very welcoming. "

Passionate?"

Robb thought that he had heard the opposite, but seeing Sara's serious look, he couldn't help but be a little silent.

According to his knowledge and personal experience, in North America, the vast majority of rural towns have little enthusiasm.

It's not a place to have friends from afar.

The more remote the place, the more conservative it is.

This is especially true in economically backward states.

Even many small towns do not welcome or even refuse the arrival of outsiders and live their lives in isolation.

Coupled with the many supernatural things in this world, it is impossible to point out which town hides cults, murderers and other things.

Robb knows this well.

Sarah, who has always lived in a big city, has a middle-class family, is safe to live in, school, and travel, and has never been to a neighborhood of color, certainly doesn't know what Robb thinks at the moment.

"Yes, the people in this town are welcoming. They helped me a lot when I came.

She finished speaking in a good mood, took out a leaflet, pointed it to Robb, and said,

"Look! Here is the tour brochure for this town. Pretty good! I heard that the largest hemp rope ball in the United States is here.

"It's not dark yet, Robb, you haven't arrived yet." Taking advantage of this time, I decided to check it out. Robb, what do you say?

Sara asked Robb with a look of anticipation.

Robb did not answer immediately, but first glanced at the town leaflet handed by Sara.

Occupying most of the place is a huge ball of hemp rope.

The headline reads, "Come to Cork's Town to see the largest hemp rope ball in the United States!" "

It doesn't seem like much problem.

Except Robb it is not clear what is good about a hemp rope ball to exhibit.

But when you think about so many bizarre Guinness World Records, it's not surprising.

Robb nodded.

Since Sara wants to see it, go check it out.

You can't be so unlucky to get into trouble again.

Finally, Robb habitually opened his spiritual eyes and glanced out, ready to leave.

His face changed suddenly.

"Wait!"

Robb held Sara, who was about to go out, down.

"What's wrong?" Sara asked as she looked back puzzled.

Robb looked deeply at Sara.

He really didn't know how this fairy-like girl's luck was so ... Unique.

Robb patted Sara on the shoulder and said seriously: "No one can stop luck when it comes." For your own sake, Sara, you better wait here for me to arrive. "