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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 a sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Who is this guy?"

The girl standing next to him looked confused, "What kind of show are you going to perform?"

There were many people who shared the same idea as her. One reason was that Amber did not have any hot weapons such as guns, and the other was that they had confidence in the security strength here.

"Are you a magician?"

The white lady in an elegant dress held her wine glass and said, "I didn't expect Ross to prepare a surprise for us today."

Ross was the provider of the venue for the gathering and was also a member of the Freemasons.

"Magic? You could say that."

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

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

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

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

Da da da.
Moses curled up on the ground, his teeth chattering involuntarily.

Steve stared at the girl next to him and the knife wound on her once slender neck.

boom!
A huge crash came from behind. He turned his head sharply and saw the guy just now gently throwing away the knife in his hand and looking at this side with a smile on his face.

"See you someday, sir."

"Asshole! Stop right there!"

Steve rushed out immediately.

God knows how much he spent to break into the Freemasonry, but 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 that of an elephant.

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

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

The deaths of those people inside were enough to cause an earthquake in the entire upper class of the United States, because the nature of the incident was so terrible.

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

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

Steve walked up to Moses and asked through gritted teeth.

"I don't even know him!"

Moses shuddered. "He has been holding me hostage since I got off 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: "Tell me now!"

"You are not qualified to interrogate me!"

Moses was a coward in front of Amber, but that didn't mean he was really a fool, especially in New York: "This matter is no longer something the police can handle. I have said everything that needs to be said, and someone will be held accountable for this!"

"you!"

Steve's cheeks puffed out.

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

"And don't blame me. Why didn't that guy kill you? He even smiled at you. I think you two are in cahoots!"

When Moses saw that he had the final say, he immediately turned the tables.

Steve glanced at him with disdain, too lazy to continue talking nonsense, went back to the girl's body, picked her up, and then slowly walked out of the hall.

Although he did not like his identity and the daily routine of giving speeches, advertising and selling bonds, it was undeniable that background could solve many problems.

Moses was the only one left in the hall.

Looking at the fallen body, he sat there hugging his legs.

As a businessman, the pursuit of profit is something engraved in his DNA. The people who died at this moment were all the best in their respective industries. If they operated well, they could get a lot of benefits, and even increase their net worth several times. Thinking of this, Moses stood up and went to the place where he picked up the food, pulled out a few table knives from the plates, and stabbed them into the thickest parts of his body.

The severe pain made him sweat profusely.

"Murder! Help, murder!!"

More than ten minutes later.

Moses got into the ambulance. The agents from the FBI looked at the bodies scattered all over the floor of 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, Clarke called me mommy!"

Afang was wearing a white dress and holding a baby who had grown a lot bigger in her arms. She strode out of the wooden house with a faint blush on her face.

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

"You can be happy when he can speak a complete sentence someday."

"That's a good start, isn't it? Come on, baby, call daddy!"

"Mommy!"

Clark has never shown any interest in getting close to Amber, and is even afraid of her, but he likes Fang very much.

"Don't make it difficult for him. Besides, if you don't make dinner, I'm afraid the three of us will have to go hungry today."

Amber said casually.

"My soup!"

When she heard about dinner, Afang remembered that there was something cooking in the kitchen. She immediately ignored this and ran back with the child in her arms.

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

Ever since Wade left, he has been doing things like weeding and shoveling cow dung.

Not to mention, it’s quite interesting.

Especially when I see this place that belongs to me gradually becoming 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 was heard outside the fence.

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

"Ann, we need to go to town."

"wait."

"OK!"

The relationship between the two families has been getting better and better recently, and with Clark's presence, it feels like a long-standing friendship.

Half an hour passed by the time Amber finished dealing with the things in her hands and returned to the cabin to say hello to Afang.

"what happened?"

He asked as he fastened his seat belt.

"Man, I'm so sorry."

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

"Is it because of Clark?"

Amber thought of a possibility and asked.

"Yes, the matter had already been settled, but for some reason, the original mayor was suddenly transferred to another place, and the new mayor is a hateful bureaucrat who recognizes nothing except money."

Kent was very angry when he said this. "If it was just this, I would have already done it. But he wants a lot, and I can't come up with so much money at once."

"How much dollars?"

Amber pinched her fingers, and her tone could not tell whether she was happy or angry.

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

After Kent vented his frustration, he calmed down. "I know some people who may be able to solve the problem without having to deal with that guy."

(End of this chapter)