Three hundred kilometers west of New Orleans.

This place was originally a busy town.

It has a population of thousands.

But this town was hit by a plague thirty years ago.

None of thousands survived.

This is not all, the town has been completely closed since.

No one can enter this town again.

At least it is absolutely impossible to come in by normal means.

However, now this town has become the headquarters of Satanism.

In the center of the town, it was originally the town government.

Now it is a demon church of Satanism.

Roye wore a black hollow yao dress and knelt in front of the hideous demon statue and prayed.

In comparison, Amesha had no respect when facing the demon statue.

She also believed in Satan.

She would turn against her white spear, not because of her deep affection with Roye.

They just made a transaction.

After half of the salary, Roye finished his prayer and stood up and turned to look at Amesha.

"Amesha, what other strong people are there in the White Spear Club?"

"Strong?" Amesha was stunned for a moment: "No, in order to facilitate your plan, I will gather all the psychics who can pose a threat to you. Even the few that ran away were just little mice."

"Today I heard from my subordinates that someone slaughtered my believers in New Orleans, and the other party was very strong. Nearly fifty people had returned to their master's arms by the host. The other party's purpose was clear, and revenge, and this word would be left near each sacrificed believer."

"This is impossible. Even if all the remaining little mice are added up, they will not be able to destroy your fifty subordinates."

"But that's the case, my children were killed and injured."

"Are you doubting that I am hiding the combat power of the White Spear? This suspicion is very unreasonable. I have no reason to do this. It will not do me any benefit."

"So I'm curious, too." Roye stared at his sister.

Roye has always been very alert to Amesha.

Because in her eyes, her sister Amesha is the real evil.

She is a person with no faith.

Whether it is the past or the present, she only pursues one.

That is powerful power.

She can betray the whole world without hesitation for her own benefit.

For example, this betrayal of the White Spear.

The White Spear will be built by her.

And she did not establish the White Spear Club to protect justice.

Just to cause trouble for yourself.

Roye believed that if someone gave her enough benefits, Amesha would betray her without hesitation...

That's why Roye doubted.

His subordinates were attacked in New Orleans.

Could it be Amesha's trick?

"You still doubt me."

"Shouldn't I doubt you?"

"Well, I think I need to prove myself." Amesha shrugged: "Give me the information you have in your hands and I will solve the problem."

"By the way, if possible, bring the living back." Roye said.

"Okay, I'll do my best, but I don't promise."

"You can use my people at will." Royer paused and said, "Even if you can't bring back the living, at least you have to bring the body back."

Even if the person dies, Roye has a way to make him speak.

Then we will know who it is to deal with, and whether it is the conspiracy of Amesha.

Amesha knew that his sister was doubting him.

But no matter how she doubted it.

She can't live without herself after all.

Amesha was also very curious.

Who is causing trouble in New Orleans?

Is it really someone from Baijiu?

There seems to be no such person in Baijiu anymore.

All the bodies of his former subordinates were sent here.

I have identified it myself.

Amesha basically knows who is left.

If it is someone who can pose a threat to her.

Amesha will never let it go.

...

"Boss, when will we go back to Los Angeles?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Zhao replied casually: "What, do you have something urgent?"

"Boss, have you not read the news? Recently, a murderer appeared in New Orleans, killing people everywhere."

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes, you definitely didn't know that the murderer you mentioned was right in front of you.

"As long as you don't leave the hotel casually, you'll be fine." Chen Zhao said calmly: "The murderer will not come to kill people in the hotel."

"That's not necessarily the case. The other party must be a madman with unconsciousness. Since he is a madman, who knows whether he will run to the hotel to kill someone."

"How did you know you are a lunatic? I read the news that every murder scene left a line of revenge, which shows that the other party was not killing people randomly, but a purposeful revenge action. Maybe it was a gang dispute. It had nothing to do with us anyway. What do you care about so much?"

Portia doesn't think so.

Gangster vendetta?

She grew up in New Orleans.

She knows what the local gangster looks like.

Even the most arrogant gangsters dare not kill people like this unscrupulously.

This behavior is like challenging the police and even the government.

The gangsters are crazy and dare to do such things.

Anyway, she doesn't want to stay here.

A few days ago, the earth-shaking explosion occurred at the Lake Pontcharion Bridge.

The former artificial island of Lake Pontchartrene has completely become history.

After I get rich, I will take my family to Los Angeles.

You must never stay in this chaotic city.

At this moment, Chen Zhao's phone rang.

Portia immediately stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Hello, I am Mr. Chen's assistant. Who are you?"

"I'll look for Mr. Chen."

"Boss, I'm looking for you."

Chen Zhao took the phone call: "Who?"

"Mr. Chen, it's me, Sabonis."

"Yeah, let's talk."

"Mr. Chen, it is reported that a convoy entered New Orleans and someone recognized one of them as Amesha, the president of the White Spear Club."

Chen Zhao covered the phone and said to Portia: "You go out first, remember to bring it to the door."

After Portia walked out of the room, Chen Zhao asked, "Didn't you say that the White Spear will be destroyed? The White Spear will be president is still alive?"

"I don't know the situation either."

"Do you know where these people are staying?"

"They settled in the French-speaking area, and there are quite a few people in this group, with an estimated number of nearly a hundred people."

"I understand, please send me their specific location."

Soon, Chen Zhao received the address sent by Sabonis.

Chen Zhao called Portia in: "Posia, transfer one million dollars to the account yesterday."

"Okay boss."
Chapter completed!