Chapter 908 The man who made the sky rain blood

Chapter 908 The man who made the sky rain blood

Steve in the crowd frowned. He didn't recognize Amber's current appearance, but for some reason, he always felt familiar in his heart.

"Who is this person?"

The girl standing next to her looked confused, "Are you preparing to perform some show?"

There are many people who have the same idea as her. One is because Amber does not have any thermal weapons such as firearms, and the other is because she has confidence in the security here.

"Are you a magician?"

The white lady in a luxurious dress held her wine glass and said, "I didn't expect Rose to have a surprise for us today."

Ross was the provider of this gathering venue and was also a member of the Freemasonry.

"Magic? You could say that."

Amber nodded slightly. He had already wasted a lot of time here and had to finish the work quickly and go back. "Then, enjoy it."

The killing started without warning, and the murder weapon was a silver table knife.

The lady holding the wine glass still maintained her previous posture, but her throat had been slit.

The original whispers in the hall disappeared, and then almost at the same time, blood rose into the sky like a fountain, and then slowly fell.

Da da da.

Moses curled up on the ground, his teeth chatting up and down involuntarily.

Steve stared intently at the girl next to him and the knife incision on her originally slender neck.

Bang!

A huge impact came from behind. He turned his head suddenly and saw that the guy just now was gently throwing away the knife in his hand and looking here with a smile.

"See you later, sir."

"Asshole! Stop!"

Steve rushed out immediately.

God knows how much he spent to break into the Freemasonry. Now he has failed and all his previous efforts have been in vain.

Unfortunately, even after being injected with the super serum, the gap between him and Amber was still huge.

It's as ridiculous as comparing the size of an ant to an elephant.

But in the blink of an eye, Amber's trace was completely lost.

Steve stood on the crowded street and took a deep breath.

The deaths of those people inside were enough to cause earthquakes in the upper echelons of the beautiful country, because the nature was so bad.

Returning to the hall, the corpses inside seemed to be mocking his incompetence.

"You brought this person here, who is that guy!?"

Steve walked up to Moses and asked through gritted teeth.

"I don't know him at all!"

Moses shuddered, "He has been holding me hostage since we got out of the car. I don't know why I didn't die!"

He said in a tone of great fear.

"Your eyes tell me you're lying!"

Steve pressed further: "Say it quickly!"

"You are not qualified to interrogate me!"

Moses' cowardice in front of Amber does not mean that he is really a fool, let alone in New York: "This matter is beyond the police's ability to handle. I have said everything that needs to be said. Someone will Take responsibility for this!”

"you!"

Steve's cheeks puffed out.

He wanted to punch the fat pig in front of him with his fist, but his reason told him that he couldn't do it now.

"And don't tell me, why didn't that guy kill you?! He was still smiling at you. I think you two are accomplices!"

When Moses saw that he had the right to speak, he immediately raked up the people.

Steve glanced at him with disdain, too lazy to continue talking nonsense. He returned to the girl's body, picked her up, and then slowly left the hall.

Although he dislikes his identity and the daily routine of giving speeches, advertising and selling bonds, it cannot be denied that his background can relieve a lot of troubles.

Only Moses remained in the hall.

Looking at the body that fell to the ground, he sat on the spot with his legs crossed.

As a businessman, the pursuit of profit is something engraved in the DNA. These people who died now are all leaders in various industries. If they operate well, there are many benefits to be gained, and they can even increase their worth several times. possible. Thinking of this, Moses got up and went to the place where the meal was taken. He took out a few table knives from the plate and stabbed the thick meat on his body.

The severe pain made him sweat.

"It's killing people!! Help, it's killing people!!"

More than ten minutes later.

Moses got into the ambulance. The agents of the Bureau of Investigation looked at the bodies strewn on the floor in the luxurious hall, and no one dared to say a word.

"It's over."

The captain, who was about to retire, moved his lips and sat down on the ground.

"Honey, Clark called me mommy!"

Afang was wearing a long white dress, holding her already grown baby in her hands, and strode out of the wooden house with a faint blush on her face.

Amber, who was weeding the farm, shook her head helplessly.

"It won't be too late for you to be happy the day he can say a complete sentence."

"This is a good start, isn't it? Come on, baby, call me Daddy!"

"Mommy!"

Clark has never shown any intention of being too close to Amber, and is even afraid of her. However, he likes A Fang very much.

"Don't embarrass him. Besides, if you don't go get dinner, I'm afraid all three of us will be hungry today."

Amber said casually.

"My soup!"

When he heard about the dinner, Ah Fang remembered that there was something cooking in the kitchen. He immediately ignored it and ran back with the child in his arms.

Amber looked at her and shook her head helplessly, then continued working.

Since Wade left, he has been doing things like weeding and shoveling cow manure.

Not to mention, it’s quite interesting.

Especially when I see this place that belongs to me, gradually turning into what I imagined in my mind, I feel a sense of accomplishment that nothing else can give me.

Just then, the sound of an engine came from outside the fence.

Amber turned around and saw Kent sitting in the driver's seat, waving towards her.

"Ann, we're going to town."

"You wait."

"OK!"

The relationship between the two families has become better and better recently, and with Clark's presence, it feels like a family friend.

By the time Amber finished handling the things on her hands and returned to the cabin to say hello to Afang, it was already half an hour later.

"What's going on?"

he asked as he put on his seat belt.

"Man, I'm sorry."

Kent was a little embarrassed and tried to organize his words, but it still felt difficult to speak.

"Is it because of Clark?"

Amber thought of a possibility and asked aloud.

"Yes, the matter was already done, but I don't know what happened. The original mayor was suddenly transferred to another place. The new guy is a hateful bureaucrat who doesn't recognize anything except money."

When Kent said this, he was very angry, "Actually, if it was just like this, I would have already taken care of things, but he wants a lot, and I can't come up with so much money at once."

"How many dollars?"

Amber pinched her fingers, and her tone showed no emotion or anger.

"Ten thousand, that's a lot of money. Maybe we can think of other ways."

After Kent vented his frustration, he became calmer, "I also know some people, maybe I can solve the problem by bypassing that guy."