Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

As one of the famous attractions of New Orleans, the marsh wetlands are mostly distributed in the surrounding area.

Visitors can follow the companies that offer excursions, take special boats, explore the swamps, and come into contact with a variety of natural landscapes and wildlife such as crocodiles, seabirds, water snakes, turtles, eagles and more.

Of course, it is also possible to travel by car.

Robb's group, who did not want to flock with many people, chose the latter.

It's just that they seem to overestimate their abilities.

"Does anyone know where we are now?" Robb, who was driving, looked at the dense forest on both sides of the road and asked his companion.

"This sentence really shouldn't be said by a driver who leads the way." Madison sneered.

She turned on her phone, looked at the signal on the screen without a single box, and pouted: "There is no signal." In other words, Robb, which no-man's land did you take us to?

"No man's land? Not going to Lafitte National Park? Queenie, who was eating a snack, said after realizing.

Robb explains: "I saw that there was a small road in the navigation that could get to the destination faster, so I drove here. It turns out that sometimes you can't really believe in navigation. Now it has lost itself on its own.

"I'll look at the map." Seeing this, Zoe took out the prepared paper map and searched on it.





Robb stopped the car, poked his head in front of the map, and pointed out his previous driving behavior on it.

Soon, Zoe was puzzled: "The current road does not seem to be marked on the map.

"It's normal." Queenie was not surprised, "The new map is like that, many remote roads will not be drawn." Swapped in to an old map from decades ago, it will definitely be more detailed. No one in my hometown was stupid enough to buy a new map.

"Learned. The old map hides numerous powder trading locations. Madison nodded thoughtfully.

Queenie, who understood the meaning of Madison's words, turned black, although she couldn't be darker herself: "Shett! Can't you just stay quietly for half an hour?

The corners of Madison's mouth hooked, and he said with a bright smile: "I have always been quiet." Didn't this just receive your revelation, did you feel it?

Looking at this scene, Zoe, who was sitting in the front row, helplessly patted the door of her head, shoved the map into Robb's hand, walked directly out of the car, came to Madison's side, and opened the door:

"Let's change positions."

She didn't want to endure the confrontation between the two all the way.

"No problem."

Madison immediately made an "OK" gesture, and the two straight white legs under the denim shorts stepped out, and a few hours sat in Zoe's original position.

Looking at Robb beside her, she blinked, took the map and stuffed it casually: "Keep going, Robb." Seeing that there are no weeds growing on this road, there must be cars passing by often. There will always be people when you drive down.

"You finally made a good suggestion."

Robb nodded to Madison, then looked at the back row, saw that Zoe was already seated, and continued to drive forward.

A quarter of an hour later.

A rusty street sign next to the road appeared in view.

"Fort Collins? What is this place and does anyone know it? Looking at the words on the street sign, Robb asked everyone.

Needless to say, Zoe has only been here for a few days like herself, so naturally it will not be clear.

Queenie shook his head, indicating that this kind of geographical question should not ask yourself.

Madison spoke, "I know someone with the surname Collins." Susan Collins, author of the Hunger Games novels. I also participated in the selection of the film actress adaptation of her novel. Maybe she has something to do with this?

At the end, Madison smiled playfully.

To say is to say nothing.

Sure enough, Robb, who couldn't be expected, rolled his eyes, stepped on the accelerator, and accelerated forward.

No matter what Fort Collins looks like, since the street sign is here, it won't be long before there are traces of human activity.

Zoe was interested in what Madison had just said.

Just like ordinary girls, she was very curious about Hollywood and asked: "Movie heroine selection? What does that look like?

Madison shrugged: "What else." Put on beautiful clothes and pose in front of a group of old men, which is called a test of acting skills.

Zoe asked very whitely, "Doesn't it mean that acting is important?"

Madison smiled: "My dear, you can run to a certain training class in Los Angeles at will, and you can catch a large number of people whose acting skills are not weaker than the Oscar winner." Casting looks at acting, which is the biggest joke in Hollywood.

"So that's why you're poor at acting." Queenie interjected coldly.

Madison turned around, deliberately looked at Queenie, and said with a standard smile: "In Hollywood, a beautiful face is really more important than acting."

"But you still haven't been chosen, and you're all out of breath now." Queenie spat out the truth.

Madison, who had long been accustomed to "outdated" words, simply spread his hands and said: "No way, who makes me unwilling to serve those old guys and not pull a few things."

"My agent is more anxious than me, doing my homework all day long, and I can't wait to join me in giving the old guys a co-ed-ed."

As the old Siji, Madison does not shy away from things between men and women, but this must be on the premise that she is physically and mentally happy.

"So, the death of your agent..." said Zoe with a disillusioned look.

Madison gave her a look she understood.

"Okay, beauties, the topic of Hollywood can come to an end, let's go to the gas station."

Robb interrupted the girls' communication at this time.

Parking the car in the open space next to the gas station, the four people got out of the car, and Madison, who only put on his sunhat and sunglasses, frowned and looked at the old shop that seemed to be a dangerous house.

"It's really broken here. I suspect that there are cobwebs everywhere and rats scurrying around. Go ahead, I'll wait for you here. She stopped.

Robb waved his hand, led Zoe and Queenie past the wooden sign standing "No Gasoline", pushed the door and entered the store.

"Welcome. No gasoline, fridge useless, no cooling. The bald-headed boss, who looked to be in his fifties and looked very amiable, greeted them.

"Hello, are there maps for sale here?" We got lost, we were supposed to go..." Robb walked over and spoke to the boss.

The latter was enthusiastic, not only took out the map, but also pointed out the location: "You guys are really far enough." The road here is very difficult. If you turn back, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

While the two were talking, Queenie came to the shelves to pick up food.

Zoe wandered around the store.

Until she saw a huge humanoid statue holding a sickle.