Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Robb looked at Madison who was leaning against him, their hands clasped together at some point.

I thought I was right to call for help this time.

If nothing else, having one more person by your side brings you great psychological comfort.

In this way, the two of them stayed in the deserted cemetery in fear for an hour.

Then……

There's no after that.

Except for the occasional harassment by a bunch of mosquitoes, there were no ghosts, vampires, or zombies.

"It seems that I can't get my vampire boyfriend." Madison said with a mixture of regret and relief in his tone, shrugging.

Before he found out about the supernatural being, he felt very nervous. After finding out that there was no supernatural being, he felt very disappointed. Robb wanted to curse his mother.

He glanced at the Book of Containment, which had always shown no fluctuations.

Isn’t it the promised haunted holy place?

Why isn't there even a ghost?

Or is it because I came at the wrong time and those ghosts, vampires and the like were not interested in coming out?

No matter what the reason was, Robb could only leave with Madison in disinterest.

The two went to a French restaurant called Muriel for dinner.

Although the French food here is good, it is rumored that the past owner of this restaurant, a man named Pierre-Antoine Lepardi Jordan, was addicted to gambling and ended up bankrupt. He committed suicide here and has been lingering here. Still no sign of the ghost.

Robb could only hold on to his last hope and came to another haunted place that was widely reported on the Internet, the Monteleone Hotel located at 214 Royal Street in the French Quarter.

When they came here, Madison glanced at Robb in surprise, and after thinking about it for a while, joined hands with him without refusal.

Using Madison's money, the two opened a room.

Just when the two were about to take the elevator upstairs, the elevator door that had just fallen opened, and a man wearing an unseasonable coat, with his head lowered and a hurried expression walked out quickly without looking at the road ahead, and then followed Robb was hit hard.

Robb was fine, nothing happened.

Instead, the man in the coat was knocked to the ground.

"Sir, are you okay?" Robb subconsciously went to help him.

However, they saw the man in the coat getting up without saying a word, ignoring Robb, and quickly headed out as if he was a rocket.

"This guy……"

Robb retracted his palm and shook his head. Just as he was about to walk into the stairs, he saw a luggage bag dropped on the ground.

It seems that the person just now had this thing under his arm.

Robb picked it up and called over his shoulder kindly, "Sir, you dropped something."

Unexpectedly, it was a good thing not to say anything. As soon as he said that, the man in the coat ran faster and disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on with this guy? He doesn't want anything of his own?" Luo Bozhanger, who was holding a luggage bag in his hand, was confused.

Seeing this, Madison said coldly: "Have you ever thought that the bag was a bomb?"

"ah?"

Robb looked confused at first, then horrified.

I go!

I almost forgot that this is the American Empire.

Thinking of the man's hurried escape just now, he subconsciously wanted to throw away the bulging luggage bag in his hand, but in the blink of an eye, he thought, what if he touched some button during the collision and exploded?

Robb, who was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat, quickly looked at Madison, wanting to ask this native American who had seen a lot what he could do.

"Let's open it first and take a look."

It was rare that Madison, who didn't retreat first, said in a tone of not being surprised.

Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Golden Arm

Infected by Madison's calm expression, Robb carefully unzipped his luggage bag.

After a quick look.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Not a bomb.

"What's this?"

Seeing that there was no danger, Madison curiously put his hand into the bag and took out the contents, and said with some surprise,

"An arm? Looks interesting."

Robb looked.

Only a golden arm reaching to the elbow, with clearly defined fingers and beautiful lines engraved on it, was seen being played with by Madison, like a piece of art.

After that, Madison was even more excited to put his right hand into the hollow golden arm.

Although it was a bit reluctant, I still did it.

"How is it? Is it beautiful?" Madison stretched her golden arms with satisfaction and asked Robb.

Looking at Madison, who had a normal hand and a golden arm, Robb said sincerely: "There is indeed a strange beauty."

Gold always makes people feel beautiful.

"Is it pure gold or is it painted with a layer of gold paint?"

Robb tapped his fingers on Gold's arm and asked.

Although he knew about gold, he had only seen it on TV, so he didn't know exactly what material gold was made of.

Do you want to bite like those people in movies and TV shows?

Robb looked at the golden arm that was on Madison's right hand, thought for a while and shook his head.

It's too low and damages your own image.

If asked whether the U.S. dollar bills are genuine or fake, Madison can answer, but she doesn’t know whether the gold is genuine or fake.

"Just ask the jewelry store. But looking at the way the man showed no regrets, I guess it's not completely real gold." After enjoying himself, Madison took off the gold arm and said.

Robb nodded first, then frowned.

Regardless of whether it is real gold or not, this gold arm can be regarded as a good handicraft.

No matter how anxious that person was just now, he wouldn't just drop this and run away.

Something feels wrong, maybe it's stolen goods.

He couldn't help but said: "Wait here for a while? Maybe the person will come back to get it?"

"I don't want to waste my time on someone who doesn't matter. Besides, I just reminded him that he doesn't want it, so this golden arm will be ours." Madison's appetite is bigger than Robb imagined, "When the time comes Check it, and if it’s real gold, melt it and we’ll share it equally. If not, hang it in the room as a decoration.”

"Robb, this is probably a lot of money."

At the reminder of the last sentence, Robb nodded in agreement.

As a woman who had to pay for shopping today, he really needed some money.

The evil American emperor is absolutely impossible without money.

Robb took the golden arm, reassembled it, and then continued to take the elevator upstairs with Madison.

Despite the interruption just now, he did not forget the purpose of his trip.

The ten-day sword of Damocles still hangs above his head.

If he didn't find it here, Robb would have no choice but to go to the swamps near New Orleans and try his luck without being fed to the crocodiles.

…

Hotel Monteleone.

As a famous haunted hotel in New Orleans, it is very famous online.

Many guests have reported seeing ghosts here.

Not only that, the hotel cafeteria doors, elevators and even certain objects in the room occasionally move strangely.

There's even a hallway that drops in temperature as guests walk by and shows footage of children playing.

Generally, these strange phenomena can be seen mostly after eight o'clock in the evening.

Although Robb, who had experienced the blow during the day, no longer believed in such rhetoric on the Internet.

But in line with the mentality of coming here, he was still ready to give it a try.

When I came to the opened room, I saw that the time was just past eight o'clock.

Robb was just thinking about where to try his luck.

The sound of a heavy door slamming suddenly sounded.

Robb's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around and saw a hot body falling into his arms.

Two slender white arms wrapped around his neck like snakes.

Seeing that Madison was approaching with fiery eyes, Robb was stunned and said quickly:

"Madison, did you misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstanding? They say that Asian boys are shy and honest. I think you are completely different, Robb. Who doesn't know what you are thinking when you invite me to the hotel so late at night?" Madison said with charming eyes, but she didn't move at all. stop.

"Wait, I'm here for business!"

"Isn't that what you are doing now?"

"I……"

Seeing the enemy's fierce offensive, he was about to be defeated, suddenly!

The chair next to him moved strangely.

Robb was startled and quickly held Madison down, saying with a serious expression: "Be careful! There is something abnormal here!"

As he spoke, he took out the cross with his left hand and held down the Glock with his right hand, with a mixture of excitement and worry on his face, ready to take action at any time.

"What's wrong?" Madison, who was rejected, looked confused.

Robb pointed to the chair and said, "The chair just moved on its own."

"Could it be that you are dazzled..."

Before Madison finished speaking, right under her nose, the oil painting on the wall suddenly fell down with a bang.

She was startled.

However this is just the beginning.

Not just this one.

The other frames wrapped with oil paintings on the wall were obviously not touched, but they fell off the wall one after another, as if there was an invisible hand moving them.

Madison's body tensed up instantly, and she quickly returned to Robb, saying with some panic in her tone: "Robb, I understand what you mean."

Although she had previously boasted that she would catch ghosts and even vampires as her male favorite, she still couldn't help but panic when she encountered such a thing for the first time.

"Don't worry, I'm fully prepared."

Although he was also panicking, Robb still stood up and led the way.

In the following time, the atmosphere in the room became increasingly weird.

The chair began to move again, making a sizzling friction sound.

The cup flew randomly in the air, and finally fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The chandelier overhead was also swinging wildly, illuminating the entire room.

"Are you going to show up?"

Seeing the commotion in the room getting louder and louder, Robb, whose palms were already sweating, stared closely at the surroundings.