While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Slender Man is dead, and the two sisters, Amy and Eileen, are already fine.

With a burst of Cao Kun's magic, their eyelids fluttered, and they slowly awoke.

A look of bewilderment crossed the two sisters' eyes at first, then they saw the thick fog dissipate and Cao Kun appear before them, and they were filled with anticipation.

Eileen stood up first, then pulled her younger sister Eileen up as well, and asked, "Master Cao, that skinny guy?"

Cao Kun looked at their faces and, using his Qi Observation Technique, saw that the deathly aura on their faces had disappeared.

Cao Kun smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about it anymore; I've already taken care of it."

"Really?" The two of them were instantly filled with surprised smiles.

Cao Kun: "Really."

"Very good."

The two sisters cheered, hugged each other, and then separated.

Amy rushed into the house: "Dad, Mom, I don't have to die. Master Cao killed the Skinny Ghost, I don't have to die."

"Really?"

The Bain couple rushed out as fast as they could and grabbed Amy, bombarding her with questions.

After receiving a definite answer, the couple were overjoyed.

Soon, the family hugged each other, crying and laughing.

"cough!"

They separated and walked toward Cao Kun after hearing him cough.

"Master Cao, thank you so much for saving Amy and Eileen."

The couple expressed their sincere gratitude with genuine expressions.

Cao Kun: "The fact that you managed to find me shows that they weren't meant to die. It's getting late, I should head back."

Bain understood: "Master Cao, please wait a moment."

Not long after, a check for $8 was delivered to Cao Kun.

Bain gave it without hesitation; he himself felt that the $10 was well spent.

It can be said that this was the most worthwhile money he ever spent.

Bain's wife invited, "Master Cao, it's so late, why don't you stay here for another night?"

"No need, it's not far anyway," Cao Kun politely declined.

Bain also advised, "Driving at night isn't very safe. You know how dangerous Los Angeles is."

Cao Kun laughed and said, "That should be their misfortune."

Amidst the Bain family's profuse thanks, Cao Kun drove his Cadillac Escalade home.

In the affluent neighborhood, the ground is clean, there is very little litter, and police officers can be seen patrolling from time to time.

Once you leave, it's like entering two different worlds.

There was trash everywhere on the roadside, and homeless people sleeping in tents on the street.

When passing through several special neighborhoods, you can still see scantily clad women standing on the street soliciting customers.

Upon seeing Cao Kun's Cadillac Escalade, they waved repeatedly, hoping that Cao Kun would stop.

However, Cao Kun, whose tastes had been spoiled by Amanda, Megan, and Miranda, was now able to ignore them.

"Thump!"

The car made a muffled thud as it drove through a dimly lit block.

Someone on the roadside threw something that hit his car.

Cao Kun slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a stop.

He got out of the car and saw that it had been smashed and had a dent, and a piece of paint had been chipped off.

Cao Kun was immediately enraged.

At this moment, several dark-skinned men surrounded them.

One man patted his car vigorously and exclaimed, "It's a very nice car. I've always wanted to buy one, but unfortunately I don't have the money."

The other person laughed and said, "Martin, you can have it now."

"That's true."

The man, known as Martin, lifted his shirt, revealing the handle of a pistol: "Hey buddy, lend me some money, and leave the car keys with me."

Cao Kun laughed and said, "Sure."

As he spoke, Cao Kun reached into his pocket.

Seeing how sensible Cao Kun was, everyone laughed.

"Asians are easier to talk to, especially Chinese. This guy is probably Chinese."

"Asians all look pretty much the same, I can't tell them apart, I'll just ask him later."

"No need to ask, someone so timid and obedient must be of Chinese descent."

The group was chatting and laughing when they saw Cao Kun take out a long, narrow piece of wood.

"Damn it, are you kidding me? I want money, not rotten wood."

Martin was furious, drew his gun, and pointed it at Cao Kun.

"Don't worry, you'll see the money soon."

Cao Kun flicked his hand, and a figure flew out from inside and landed on the ground.

It was a human-shaped figure, but with a face covered in rotten flesh.

Amidst the rotting flesh, one could see disgusting maggots crawling in and out, adding to the grotesque and terrifying atmosphere.

"Fuck, what is this?"

Upon seeing the mangled face, the men retreated hastily, their hands gripping their guns trembling.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary people cannot see ghosts.

Unless, of course, the ghosts reveal themselves.

Now, this is what the "shattered flesh face" looks like.

"Bang!"

Martin steadied the gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at the mangled face.

The bullet passed right through Fleshface's body, but nothing happened; Fleshface was unharmed.

The group began to tremble even more violently.

"Fuck, what is this?"

Despite having dark skin, their faces were now turning pale.

Even under the cover of night, it is extremely conspicuous.

"Kill them."

Cao Kun's voice turned cold.

The maggots on the fleshy face suddenly surged even more frequently, appearing quite pleased.

He flashed and pounced on one of them.

When they emerged again, the person was lying silently on the ground, no longer breathing.

"Run, run fast!"

One of them yelled and ran away.

But how could it possibly outrun a fleshy face?

He had only run a few steps when his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

"We can't run. It's him. He's the one who summoned this thing. We have to kill him to survive."

Martin pointed his gun at Cao Kun.

But before he could pull the trigger, the fleshy face had already burrowed into his body.

Masi felt a sudden chill run through his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The next instant, he lost consciousness, and everything went dark.

The fleshy face emerged from Martin's body and continued attacking the remaining people.

In the blink of an eye, the five men surrounding Cao Kun were all turned into corpses.

The mangled face reappeared before Cao Kun, the maggots on its face still burrowing in and out with great merriment.

Killing five people seemed to please Meatface.

"Come back."

Cao Kun waved the paperweight, and the mangled face flew back and disappeared back into the paperweight.

After putting away the paperweight, Cao Kun looked at the dent on the car again, muttered a curse under his breath, and then got into the car and drove away quickly.

Only five bodies remained, lying in the cold night.

Since this group chose to rob passing vehicles here, there must be no security cameras here.

Their identities destined them to be forgotten after their deaths.

As for the Los Angeles police?

Give me a break.

How could they possibly waste their time and energy on these few guys?

Nothing unexpected happened on the rest of the journey, and Cao Kun returned home.

He had already put what had happened on the way back on his mind.

Log in to the system.

Upon seeing the 314400 merit points, Cao Kun smiled.

"upgrade!"