Chapter 212: Chang Sect's Reaction, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D

Just a short while later.

Accompanied by the sound of "go go go," a large number of helicopters descended from the sky, and then a large group of fully armed elite soldiers came down from them.

And among them, there were dozens of Bureau personnel wearing black suits and black sunglasses, looking very professional.

Then the Bureau personnel began to lead the team with clear division of labor, searching everywhere in the city, with the main force heading toward the scene of the incident.

Bang bang bang!

For a time, the sound of gunfire rang out in this city from time to time.

As for the citizens, they were driven out.

Soon, under the great sweep of these professionals, some half-evil spirits and ordinary evil spirits hidden in the entire city were killed one after another, and even some heretical members without mystery were immediately arrested.

Usually, they ignored these heretical groups simply because they were numerous and most of them were just doing useless work, so naturally, there was no need to care.

But the heretical group in this place was clearly different.

Suspected of being able to summon demons and cause large-scale destruction, this was no longer an ordinary heretical group; they had to strike hard!

However, before they arrived, Malphas had already conveyed the order to relocate.

Now they were nowhere to be found.

So in the end, this unit only collected some clues and did not capture the real culprit.

Regarding what happened in Pasadena behind him.

Louis, who had already driven away, did not know, but he could guess a thing or two.

It was nothing more than the Bureau taking over and starting a great purge and search.

These had nothing to do with him; he was very busy and had no time to care about those minor details.

In his soul, the Civil Code flipped slightly, and the gold page representing the Thousand Thieves, Beggars, and Prostitutes was glowing slightly, guiding the direction for Louis to move forward.

Originally, Louis wanted to go straight home after capturing Malphas's avatar and then go to the northern states after dealing with it, but on the way, he found the gold page starting to flash, so he temporarily changed his itinerary.

As for things like the imprisoned Malphas, they could wait a little.

Feeling the strength of the gold page's light, Louis determined the direction.

"Hey, interesting, this target seems to be moving?"

"Hmm, ahead is... actually approaching Texas?"

Feeling the golden light that required changing direction, Louis floored the gas pedal.

The vehicle's speed began to soar.

On the highway, a hot-bodied, curvy black-haired beauty with eyeshadow was driving, carrying her friends to their destination.

Her name is Heather, an ordinary supermarket meat processor.

Not long ago, she was just an ordinary employee living an ordinary and boring life, but a letter from a law firm broke all of that.

It actually said that her grandmother had passed away not long ago and left a property for her to inherit.

Just kidding, she had never heard that she had a grandmother.

But after she returned home to ask her parents, she got the answer that she was not their biological child.

After a big argument, she decided to come with her friends to find the truth.

Driving for a long time made her feel a bit uncomfortable sitting; mainly, the weight in front of her put some pressure on her, and she couldn't help but straighten her waist, making her assets stand out a bit more.

Soon, she drove to the address in the letter.

A small town that looked like it was developing quite well.

Found the lawyer named Farnsworth who sent the letter, "Heather, this is what your grandmother left for you; remember to read the letter."

Holding the keys and the letter in her hand, Heather was a bit lost; could all this be true?

Were her parents really both foster parents?

Did she have another home?

After a moment of silence, Heather cheered up.

No matter what, this was a good thing; inheriting a property, if she sold the property, perhaps she could change her current living environment.

All along, her foster parents had not been good to her, especially with the decline in welfare and the wave of unemployment; they were drinking and smoking at home all day and had never given her any support.

So much so that she only finished an ordinary high school, and after working for four or five years, she could only work in a store.

The word "dream" seemed to have been far away from her.

Clenching the keys, Heather seemed to feel the turning point of fate.

Perhaps she could go to Hollywood to be a star and pursue her past dreams...

Driving on the road to the property, her friend felt a bit strange, "Hey, why do I feel like these people don't look good?"

The one speaking was her boyfriend Ryan; as a standard American girl, and quite good-looking, she naturally would have a boyfriend.

However, after so many years, he was the only one.

It wasn't that she had no attraction, but that she had no time to go out and play.

"Yeah, why do they all seem to be... afraid?"

Her friend said.

Heather also looked out, finding it to be true; everyone was walking in a hurry, as if some monster was chasing them.

However, they didn't care and soon arrived at the destination. What came into view was a... manor!

"Wow!"

"So big! Heather, you've struck it rich!"

The manor gate opened automatically, and the vehicle drove in.

All around were trees, flowers, and fountains; it looked expensive at first glance.

And what was most amazing was the area of the manor; from the gate to where the house was, it actually required driving to arrive quickly; one could imagine how big this manor was.

Strangely, there were no servants in this manor.

Heather thought about it and felt that maybe her grandmother had passed away, and these servants had left.

Unknowingly, she had completely accepted the fact that she had another home.

Opened the door.

Inside was a hall, and there were rooms one after another, but the height of these rooms was a bit strange, a bit higher than normal doors.

The hall was luxurious everywhere, filled with long tables with silver tableware, chandeliers shining with light, various antique porcelain vases, and paintings...

A group of people began to run around in the house.

Card room, billiard room, music...

These American youths soon immersed themselves in the joy of games.

And at the moment they turned on the music.

Under a hidden door, in a basement.

Huff... huff...

A huge breathing sound, heavy like a wild boar, echoed in the darkness, steady and rhythmic, as if it were sleeping.

But the faint music sound above was like a blow to the head, waking it up, and the faint smell of strangers drilled into its evolved nose.

A pair of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Creak—

The vehicle stopped.

Louis felt the strength of the gold page's light and determined that the target was staying in this small town.

"Another small town."

Louis touched his chin.

Although he was here to find someone, since he had entered the small town, the probability of something happening was not low.

After all, since he awakened, there had been too many stories happening in small towns; it seemed that many small towns would have some trouble popping up.

Tsk, it also fits the situation in America.

Last time he came to Texas, he encountered deformed people and man-eating demons; I don't know what new tricks this small town will pull for me this time. I think it won't be bad; after all, this is Texas, whose ability to pull tricks is second only to Florida.

This small town doesn't look backward... the person selling things in the shop is quite pretty... the pedestrians nearby are walking a bit hurriedly; no, it's that all the pedestrians are a bit hurried!

Louis instinctively began to collect information and instantly keenly perceived the wrongness in it.

Then he grabbed a hurried middle-aged pedestrian, "Tell me what happened here."

No nonsense, the Wan Huan Yi shook, and the hallucination was directly activated.

"In the last half month... people have often gone missing in the town... it is said that they were eaten by a monster, especially at night... so we will go home before nightfall."

"..."

According to the pedestrian, this place was fine before, but in the last half month, people had been going missing frequently; there were rumors that some kind of huge monster was hunting humans at night.

Although the mayor, Burt, clearly expressed his opposition, it still did not stop the rumors.

"Huge monster?"

Louis frowned slightly, thinking about which plot this was.

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out; after all, there are too many horror movies in America, and many times the homogenization is very serious, making it difficult to accurately identify.

Subsequently, Louis asked the pedestrian again, wanting to dig deeper into the information to try to confirm it more accurately.

At this time.

A piece of information mentioned by this middle-aged pedestrian caught his attention.

"..."

"That's right, more than twenty years ago, the current mayor led us to wipe out the Sawyer family, who hunted passersby and lived by eating humans."

The Sawyer family who hunted passersby and lived by eating humans?

Louis's expression changed slightly.

He thought he knew which small town this was.

"The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D, huh..."

"Hehe, sure enough, something really happened."

Louis didn't feel strange at all in his heart; it was probably because he had handled too many things in small towns.

"However, did the plot of hunting townspeople appear in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D?"

In his impression, this movie was a branch of the previous slasher movie series, and its values were very incorrect; it was roughly about a descendant of a slasher family awakening their own bloodline, taking care of a slasher relative who was like a mentally disabled child—Leatherface, and finally the process of devoting themselves to the slasher career.

As for huge monsters killing townspeople or something...

Louis shook his head; he really had no impression of this aspect, and his memory, which had been strengthened, couldn't be wrong, but the townspeople couldn't be lying about this, so it could only mean that the plot might have changed to a certain extent.

After all, it is a real world, and it is normal for changes to occur.

It's just that Louis didn't have any plans to find Leatherface immediately; instead, he was prepared to find his target first.

Things are divided into priorities.

The Master of the Four Sects is clearly more important.

Find the target first!

Then a moment later.

Louis looked at the manor in front of him with the name Sawyer, and the increasingly strong induction in his soul, and fell silent.

"So, the target is in the manor? And got mixed up with the plot?"

Thinking of what the middle-aged pedestrian said, Louis felt a tightness in his heart and hurriedly crossed the gate, flying toward the house in the manor.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 213 =====