Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 208 The Prostitute Scandal: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D
Not long after.

Accompanied by the sound of "gogogo," a large number of helicopters descended from the sky, followed by a large group of fully armed elite soldiers.

Among them were dozens of bureau staff members dressed in black suits and wearing black sunglasses, who looked very professional.

Subsequently, the bureau's personnel began to lead teams with clearly defined roles, searching various parts of the city, with the main force heading towards the scene of the incident.

Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out intermittently throughout the city.

As for the civilians, they were driven out.

Soon, under the sweeping crackdown by these professionals, some half-evil spirits and ordinary evil spirits hidden throughout the city were killed, and even some members of the cult without any mystical aura were immediately arrested.

We usually ignore these cults simply because they are numerous and most of them are just doing useless work, so there's no need to bother with them.

But the heretical groups are clearly different.

It is suspected that it can summon demons and cause large-scale destruction. This is no ordinary heretical sect. We must strike hard!

However, Malthus had already issued orders to relocate before they arrived.

They have now disappeared without a trace.

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

……

Regarding what happened in Pasadena behind us.

Louis, who had already driven away, was unaware of the situation, but he could guess what it might be.

It's nothing more than the Administration taking over and starting a massive purge and crackdown.

None of this concerns him; he's very busy and doesn't have time to care about such trivial matters.

Within his soul, the Book of People turned slightly, its golden pages representing a thousand thieves and prostitutes shimmering faintly, guiding Louis in the direction he would go.

Originally, Louis intended to go straight home after capturing Malthus's avatar, and then go to the northern states after dealing with the situation. However, he noticed the golden pages starting to glow on the way, so he changed his plans.

As for things like Malthus being imprisoned, we can wait a little longer.

By sensing the varying intensity of the golden light, Louis determined his location.

"Hey, interesting, this target looks like it's moving?"

"Hmm, is that... getting close to Texas?"

Sensing the golden light that required him to change direction, Louis floored the accelerator.

The vehicle's speed began to surge.

……

On the highway, a hot, curvy, black-haired woman with big breasts and eyeshadow was driving her friend to their destination.

Her name is Heather, and she is an ordinary pork processor in a supermarket.

Not long ago, she was just an ordinary employee, living a mundane and boring life, until a letter from a law firm shattered everything.

It actually said that her grandmother had passed away not long ago, leaving her a property to inherit.

Just kidding, she had never heard of having a grandmother.

But when she returned home and asked her parents, she received the answer that she was not their biological child.

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

The long drive made her feel a little uncomfortable sitting, mainly because the weight in front of her was putting some pressure on her. She couldn't help but straighten her back, making her breasts stand even more erect.

Soon, she drove to the address in the letter.

A small town that seems to be developing quite well.

They found the lawyer who sent the letter, named Farnsworth. "Heather, this is something your grandmother left for you. Be sure to read the letter."

Holding the key and the letter in her hand, Heather was somewhat bewildered. Was all of this really true?
Are my parents really both adoptive parents?

Does she have another home?

After a moment of silence, Heather perked up.

In any case, this is a good thing. Inheriting a property and then selling it might change one's current living conditions.

Her adoptive parents had never been good to her, especially with the reduction in welfare and the wave of unemployment. They spent their days drinking and smoking at home and never offered her any support.

As a result, she only attended an ordinary high school, and after working for four or five years, she could only work in a store.

The word "dream" seems to be far removed from her now.

Clutching the key, Heather seemed to sense a turning point in her destiny.

Perhaps she can go to Hollywood and become a star, pursuing her old dreams...

As we drove towards the real estate site, my friend noticed something odd: "Hey, why do all these people look so pale?"

The speaker was her boyfriend, Ryan. As a typical American girl, and quite good-looking at that, it was natural for her to have a boyfriend.

However, after all these years, there has only been this one.

It's not that she's not attractive, it's that she doesn't have time to go out and have fun.

"Yeah, why do all these people seem... scared?"

Her friend said.

Heather looked outside and found it to be true; everyone was walking hurriedly, as if some monster was chasing them.

However, they didn't pay much attention and soon arrived at their destination, where a... manor came into view!
"Wow!"

"It's huge! Heather, you've struck it rich!"

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

The surrounding area is full of trees, flowers, and fountains, which look very valuable.

What's most astonishing is the sheer size of the estate. It takes a car to get from the gate to the houses, which gives you an idea of ​​just how vast the estate is.

Strangely, there were no servants in this manor.

Heather thought for a moment and realized that perhaps her grandmother had passed away and the servants had all left. Without realizing it, she had completely accepted the fact that she had another home.

Open the door.

Inside was a hall and several rooms, but the height of these rooms was a bit strange, being higher than normal room doors.

The hall exuded luxury in every corner: long tables laden with silver cutlery, shimmering chandeliers, and various antique porcelain vases and paintings…

A group of people started running around the house.

Chess and card room, billiards room, music room...

These young Americans quickly became engrossed in the game.

And at the moment they put on music.

Beneath the hidden door lies a basement.

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

A heavy, deep breathing sound, like the panting of a wild boar, echoed in the darkness, steady and rhythmic, as if the creature were asleep.

But the faint music above seemed to strike it like a blow to the head, waking it up, and the faint scent of a stranger entered its evolved nose.

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

……

crunch--

The vehicle stopped.

Louis sensed the varying intensity of the golden light and, having determined his target, settled on this small town.

"Another small town."

Louis stroked his chin.

Although I came here to find someone, now that I've entered the town, the probability of something happening is not low.

After all, since awakening, so many stories have happened in the town, and it seems that trouble always seems to arise in many towns.

Well, that does fit the situation in America.

Last time I came to Texas, I encountered a deformed person and a cannibal. I wonder what new things this small town will come up with for me this time. It shouldn't be bad, after all, Texas is second only to Florida in terms of the ability to create trouble.

This town doesn't seem too backward... The things sold in the shops are quite nice... The pedestrians next to me are walking in a hurry, no, all the pedestrians are walking in a hurry!

Louis instinctively began gathering intelligence, instantly sensing that something was amiss.

He immediately grabbed a middle-aged pedestrian who was rushing by, and said, "Tell me what happened here."

Without further ado, the Myriad Illusions Robe trembled, and the illusion was activated immediately.

“For the past two weeks… people have been going missing in town frequently… supposedly because they were eaten by monsters, especially at night… so we try to get home before nightfall.”

"..."

According to passersby, the area was fine before, but people started disappearing frequently over the past two weeks. Rumors circulated that some kind of giant monster was hunting humans at night.

Although Mayor Bert clearly expressed his opposition, it did not stop the rumors.

"A giant monster?"

Louis frowned slightly, pondering which plot this was.

I couldn't figure it out even after thinking about it for a long time. After all, there are too many horror movies in the United States, and they are often very similar, making it difficult to accurately identify them.

Louis then asked some pedestrians, wanting to dig deeper into the information to try and confirm it more accurately.

At this time.

A piece of information uttered by the middle-aged pedestrian caught his attention.

"..."

“That’s right. More than 20 years ago, the current mayor led us to exterminate the Sawyer family, who hunted passersby and lived by eating human flesh.”

The Sawyer family, who hunted passersby and ate kernels for food?
Louis's expression changed slightly.

He thought he knew which town this was.

"Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D..."

"Hehe, sure enough, something really happened."

Louis wasn't surprised at all; he probably just had too much to do in the town.

"However, there was also a scene in Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3D where the characters hunted down townspeople?"

In his memory, this movie was a branch of the previous serial killer movie series, with very skewed values. It was about a descendant of a serial killer family who awakens to his own bloodline, takes care of his mentally challenged killer relative, Leatherface, and eventually dedicates himself to the killing business.

As for the giant monster slaughtering the townspeople...

Louis shook his head. He really had no recollection of this, and his enhanced memory couldn't possibly be wrong. But the townspeople wouldn't lie about this either, so it could only mean that the plot might have changed.

After all, it's the real world, so it's normal for things to change.

However, Louis did not immediately intend to search for Leatherface; instead, he planned to find his own target first.

Prioritize things.

The master of the four gates is obviously more important.

First, find your target!

Then a moment later.

Louis looked at the manor house bearing the name Sawyer and the increasingly strong feeling in his soul, and fell silent.

"So, the target is in the manor? And it's all mixed up with the plot?"

Remembering what the middle-aged pedestrian had said, Louis felt a pang of anxiety and quickly stepped over the gate, flying towards the houses inside the manor.

(End of this chapter)