Kill through American horror, starting from the witches' coven

Chapter 229

A casual chase and he accidentally inherited a supernatural museum. Others would not believe it.

But Robb did it.

Later, Ed and Rowling told Robb about the museum and gave him all the spare keys in the museum.

Without any reservation, they treated Robb as their heir.

Robb did not live up to their kindness.

After earnestly promising to protect the museum in the future.

Seeing that it was getting late, he declined the Warrens' invitation to stay overnight and got up to leave.

There were too many things to do before, and there was not much time to react.

Robb just remembered that there was Sarah who was thousands of miles away waiting for him.

Just like that, he said goodbye to the Warrens.

When he came outside, Robb's footsteps suddenly stopped.

It was said that he had come here from West Virginia by the Yin-Yang mirror in the museum.

It was just that the mirror was too fragile in the previous fight and it was accidentally broken.

This means that the way back no longer exists.

Could he drive another car to rush back?

In this case, the poor little girl Sarah would have to spend the night in the dark and terrifying deep mountains and forests on her first day away from home.

Robb couldn't bear it.

He looked around.

The paranormal museum opened by the Warren couple was actually a large bungalow renovation, and the surrounding environment was very quiet.

Of course, there are also many houses nearby.

It's just that the famous Warren Supernatural Museum is here, even if you don't believe it, it's inevitable that you will feel a little scared if you live nearby.

Therefore, there are not many real residents here.

Fortunately, there are few people, but the house is still there.

If the house is there, then mirrors and glass are indispensable.

Robb is ready to try and enter the mirror world again to see if he can find the way back.

He was about to leave.

Suddenly!

A mosaic-like, sci-fi camouflage screen appeared out of thin air in front of him, and then with him as the center, it spread out within a radius of 50 meters as if it was split and regenerated.

In just a blink of an eye, a semicircular light shield composed of diamond-shaped camouflage on the circular surface enveloped Robb.

The next second, when Robb looked again, the light shield no longer existed.

Wherever he looked, the surrounding street scene was exactly the same as what he saw.

It seemed that everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

But Robb was very sure that he was not wrong.

Not only because of his own perception, but also because a man in a black suit suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Let me introduce myself, Rupert, the director of the North American region of the Redemption Society. It's nice to meet you, Wizard Robb." The man in the suit, Rupert, spoke first with a hint of pride.

Withdrawing his gaze from the transparent light shield, Robb looked at the man named Rupert and asked in confusion: "Redemption Society?"

Rupert smiled slightly: "Don't you know? It doesn't matter. Robb, you just need to know that this is a powerful organization far beyond your imagination."

Rob listened to Rupert's "Rob, Wizard" on the left and "Rob, Wizard" on the right. It was obvious that the other party was very familiar with him.

He snorted lightly, raised his chin and pointed to the surroundings and said: "This is the so-called hospitality of a powerful organization."

"Rob, Wizard, should have a deep understanding that some things should not be known to ordinary people." Rupert looked around and smiled, "I'm doing this now just to keep it secret."

To outsiders, there was nothing in the area where Robb was at this time, and everything was normal as before.

"The technology of your organization is quite advanced."

In the general impression of modern society, optical camouflage is still just an experimental product. Robb didn't expect to see the real thing from this organization called the Redemption Committee today.

Or do other countries also have it, but it is kept secret?

Robb was too lazy to think about it.

In a hurry, he said straight to the point: "Such a big commotion is obviously a big deal. Just say it directly, so as not to waste our time."

"Wizard Robb is straightforward. This is good." Rupert snapped his fingers, "I came here uninvited today, and there is one thing I hope Wizard Robb can do. That is... give up inheriting the Warren Museum of the Supernatural."

Give up inheriting the Warren Museum of the Supernatural?

Robb narrowed his eyes: "You eavesdropped on the Warrens?"

This guy named Rupert knew everything that happened less than half an hour ago.

There is only one possibility.

That is, the Warrens' home was eavesdropped.

Rupert said calmly: "It can't be called surveillance, but protection. Protect the safety of the Warrens. Protect the surroundings and all human beings in society from the dangers brought by the collections in the Supernatural Museum."

RobRobb laughed.

He didn't like this guy.

He was obviously doing something shameful but still raised a banner of justice.

There were only so many banners. If someone else took them, what else could he take?

"You mean that only you can inherit the Supernatural Museum, and only you can guarantee the safety of the museum?" Robb sneered.

Rupert nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. It's great that Wizard Robb can understand the righteousness."

"I think you should be the ones who understand the righteousness." Robb curled his lips and said lightly,

"Whether it is Rowling, Ed, or myself, we all believe that I can manage the Supernatural Museum well. Since the Redemption Society cares so much about the safety of the people, then it's just right, please contribute a batch of aid funds to add more security to the safety of the museum. I believe that with me and the financial support of the Redemption Society, the museum will get better and better."

Just kidding!

So many collections, so many sustainable shelters, just a few words from a guy who suddenly came and gave them up?

Robb is not scared.

For the first time, Rupert looked at Robb deeply, as if he really saw him clearly at this time.

"The Redemption Society has the ability to solve all the problems of the museum." His tone faded.

"I have the ability to solve all the problems of the museum." Robb was not interested in giving a good face anymore.

"Oh, by the way, why am I telling you so much. The museum is the property of the Warrens. They can give it to whoever they want. It's your turn to say anything."

"Get out of here. Before I can't help but do it."

The optical camouflage that took the lead can't scare Robb.

Unless someone comes here with a nuclear bomb and wants to die with him.

Seeing this, Rupert frowned slightly and said, "It seems that we have to fight in the end. In fact, I don't like violence. But who makes the supernatural the goal of the Redemption Society all the time."

"No one can stop it."

"Wizards, especially not!"

Rupert's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he waved his hand.

Instant!

A series of fierce gunshots suddenly rang out in the light shield, and countless bullets were aimed directly at Robb.