Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

A pair of slender little hands painted with burgundy nail polish opened Robb's clothes with ease and got inside like a little snake.

Who says women are not good at lusting after men?

Especially for a man with a perfect figure like Robb.

Of course, Penelope, who had been with Robb for a long time and absorbed his advantages, kept moving her hands, but with a face that coexisted with purity and charm, she continued to ask seriously:

"The supernatural invasion phenomenon caused by halo covers so many areas and is very harmful. Is there an organization like SHIELD or the Avengers that can take care of it?"

Robb, who had a long and profound aura like an old Buddha, continued to shake his head and said: "It is said that it is very harmful, but in fact it is just that. After installing the halo, the ghosts attracted will only target the owner of the house. There are also many friendly ones among them. Ghost. I saw a dead man who came all the way here just to continue playing the game of chess that he had not finished before he died with his former chess friends."

"As for those ghosts who come with the purpose of revenge, I can only say that there is an owner for every injustice. If you die, just die. It can also be regarded as cleaning up the dirt for society and giving up some places."

"But too many bases is indeed a problem. As for S.H.I.E.L.D., Avengers, etc., who knows? Let the idiots in the White House figure out their own solutions. Let's just get... hiss... … Just reap your own benefits.”

Robb paused, almost failing.

Who asked Penelope to carry out a sneak attack without any sense of martial ethics? With the sound of "click" the belt was loosened, it hit his vital point.

The rustling sound suddenly resounded continuously.

When Penelope got serious, she looked at Robb with a pair of charming green eyes, and with a sexy red lip curl, she said meaningfully with her faint nasal voice:

"What are our benefits? Robb, BOSS, I work for you both in work and in life. So..."

At the end, she deliberately stopped what she was doing.

Robb waved his hand without hesitation: "Raise your salary! You must raise your salary! In addition, I went through the channel of a senior who is always at the forefront of fashion trends, and bought a batch of the latest limited edition Balenciaga specially for you. How? Like? Do you understand what I mean?"

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

Having said that, Penelope continued to work with satisfaction.

When Robb put his palm on her head.

Her charming eyes raised, and after a charming glance, she squatted down obediently.

In the end, only the big wavy blond hair that was extremely brilliant under the light was left, rolling like ocean waves.

…

According to witches, the phenomenon of ghostly knocking on doors caused by auras is the most serious supernatural event in decades.

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

Now or never.

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

This went on for two days.

On the third day, Robb realized something was wrong.

It was rare for Robb to sit back on the office chair in the office. He glanced at the crocodile man's head and the bloody chainsaw with a human leather face hanging on the wall. He played with the devil statue in his hand and looked at the black lady's suit and skirt standing beside him. , Penelope, whose legs were wrapped in Balenciaga black stockings, asked:

"The office is very deserted today."

"Indeed it is."

Penelope, whose big wavy blond hair was very conspicuous last night, was now tied behind her head and said seriously: "The halo employer who should have taken the majority is not only gone today. Due to time conflicts in the past two days, I was expected to come today. Many of our clients have also canceled visits.”

Robb thought thoughtfully: "It seems like our bonus period is going to disappear."

He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Halo APP. An official announcement quickly popped up.

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

There was always a TV installed in the office of the firm, and Robb originally planned to watch it when he had nothing to do to pass the time.

As a result, Zoe Madison was here before, and I had various jobs after that, but I haven’t done much.

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

It just so happened that the TV show was playing local news from New Orleans at this time.

I saw a pretty female reporter standing in front of a warehouse, with her back to a group of staff moving 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 in the Halo monitor, Halo Company has Early this morning, we urgently issued a notice of the discontinuation of production of the Halo first-generation monitors and a recall order for the sold products. Halo Company will provide corresponding compensation to the majority of buyers..."

Robb looked no further.

Having understood everything, he let out a breath and said, "I didn't expect the officials to move so quickly."

Product recall has never meant that the brand company issues a notice and all sold products can be recalled immediately.

To be able to do it so quickly that Robb couldn't get any new business today, it was obviously someone higher up who took action.

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

As long as you take off the halo, you will no longer be disturbed by ghosts.

This is the official solution that came out of the blue.

Needless to say, the conspicuous halo in front of my home must have been violently demolished now.

It can only be said that the other party's response this time was quite qualified, not as inefficient, bloated, or even a hindrance as shown in Hollywood movies.

I just don’t know that the real promoters behind this operation are people in the government, or simply some mysterious organization that wields great power.

Chapter 152 Chapter 152 Three-pronged approach, how can we be defeated?

In the unknown huge factory, heavy machinery roared continuously.

Under the work of each rolling machine, the halo monitors from all over North America were gathered here, and the mountains of halo monitors quickly disappeared and turned into scattered parts.

"Gibson, you have gone too far this time!"

Standing outside, watching all this, a man in a suit scolded the person next to him with an ugly expression.

"But it's effective, isn't it?" The man named Gibson chuckled nonchalantly, "The souls in hell have indeed been drawn out, the supernatural is growing crazily, its power is weakening, and everything is moving in the right direction. Development. Such a good path, I really don’t understand why you are resisting it? Rupert, I thought you had the same ideas as us.”

"No! I'm not as extreme as you." Rupert shook his head repeatedly. "Continuing to do this will only cause greater social unrest and unrest. Gibson, I don't want our own homeland to be destroyed before the final trouble is solved." It was destroyed by fear and despair first."

"It's not a bad idea to start over again."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Haha! Just kidding." Gibson smiled and waved his hand, "Actually, you overestimate the impact of halo. Not every family will buy halo surveillance, and not everyone will be harmed by ghosts. Seriously, one The number of deaths per year is not as high as the number of people who die from influenza. There is no need to make such a fuss.”

"Everything must be under control." Rupert said coldly the creed he has adhered to for decades.

He looked at Gibson and said with a very serious expression: "This is not a supernatural event. Cumulatively, it is a terrifying number of hundreds of thousands or millions. No one knows whether so many ghosts will cause quantitative changes after returning to the world. The consequences of a qualitative change. As the mastermind behind Halo, Gibson, can you and the people behind you guarantee this?"

Gibson was silent for a few seconds and shrugged: "Supernatural powers can never be described as controllable. But compared to the ultimate goal, this current attempt is nothing. Behind any greatness, there are always the sacrifices of countless people, isn't it? ?"

Rupert took a deep look at Gibson: "Indeed, this is the reason why the committee did not kill you. But Gibson, it is easy to let others sacrifice. But when it comes to a critical moment, will your people have the courage to sacrifice themselves?"

"Don't worry, when the time comes, we will definitely have more determination and courage than you bunch of tinkerers who stick to the rules." Gibson replied with a half-smile.

Rupert snorted coldly: "When the time comes, I hope you can still say such things."

"About everything about Halo, the committee requires you to hand over all materials and information within three days. Don't forget!" With this last sentence, Rupert ignored Gibson and turned around to leave. .

Looking at Rupert's leaving back, Gibson curled his lips coldly and said nothing more.

After a few breaths, a voice sounded from the headset hidden in Gibson's ear: "Do you really want to hand over everything in the halo?"

"When a sleeping person is bitten by a mosquito, he will subconsciously scratch the itchy area with his hands. Hand it over, the effect of the halo will only become smaller and smaller in the future." Gibson replied lightly,

"Anyway, our real purpose has been achieved."

…

New Orleans, Robb's Paranormal Agency.

As expected, after the firm lost a large group of halo employers, its business took a sharp turn and became quite deserted.

This made Penelope, who was used to being busy, a little uncomfortable for a while.

Robb quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, this was the normal state of the office.

In order to help Penelope adapt to the new changes, he, who was very concerned about his subordinates, pulled her into the office, closed the door, and gave the female secretary several lessons in self-cultivation.

Visible to the naked eye, Penelope is no longer so confused. Under Robb's words and deeds, she has a deeper understanding of the profession of secretary.

Just like now, after smoothing the boss's frown due to career issues, Penelope skillfully pulled down the folded hip skirt and continued to return to the front desk with a serious attitude, using her skills The residual heat rises.

In the office, Robb, who was feeling comfortable, was not idle either. He summoned the Book of Containment and checked the results of his recent work.

Before returning to New Orleans, an evil spirit with Leatherface and five money-giving boys entered the account, and the number in the Book of Containment came to [022].

After returning, because of the halo, a rare supernatural event that happened once in a century, Robb, who was in it and gained a lot, directly assigned the number of the Book of Containment to [046].

Excluding the jack-in-the-box that was inserted midway, this meant that Robb dealt with 25 supernatural incidents in just a week or so, which directly exceeded the total of his hard work in the previous months.

Harvest!

An absolute bumper harvest!

The task target was suddenly extended to next year, which made Robb feel much relieved.

The only regret is that after taking in the ghosts attracted by the halo, I only have an income of ten or twenty points.

But when I think about facing these supernatural beings, I can easily solve the mowing process without even taking a breath by moving my eyes. This kind of income is quite reasonable.

Anyway, a little adds up to a lot.

Robb looked at the [Containment Site] column.

In addition to the 120 points left after improving his physical fitness to 5.0, he gained a total of 270 points in the following time.

Added together, it is 390 points.

Now that his abilities basically meet his needs, Robb did not hold back and invested all 360 points into [Spirituality].

He has never forgotten the embarrassing experience of having to use a voodoo doll to get out of Zoe just after a while.

[No.: 000]

[Name: Robb]

[Type: Human]

[Physique: 5.0]

【Spirituality: 5.9】

[Ability: control of fire; mind control; phantom movement; thought control; voodoo doll; regeneration; health; extraordinary physique; psychic vision; spiritual well]

【Containment Point: 30】

【introduce:……】

Robb looked at the newly added [Spirituality: 5.9], [Extraordinary Physique] and [Spiritual Well].

Such a three-pronged approach will definitely last longer than last time.

Robb's eyes were full of fire.

It's time to mount up and fight again!

Without hesitation, he picked up the car keys and set off immediately.

"Penny, keep looking at the store, I have something important to go out on!"

Penelope: "Is it important? I didn't receive any business today!"

"Another important matter!"

The car engine roared.

Robb stepped on the accelerator and headed straight for the Witch Academy.

(The inspiration for the halo comes from a unit story about monitoring ghost encounters in the second season of American Horror Story. The heroine is a black girl from a coven)

Chapter 153 Chapter 153 What a waste

Quicksilver Motel, Texas.

An earlier fire destroyed the sin and evil here.

It wasn't until a week later that a police car hurriedly arrived to perform simple finishing work.