American Drama World Exorcism

"So, why did you pull me here?" Benny glanced at the tent in front of him, and asked puzzledly, "Just to let me hear you talk about old things?"

Smith whispered silently, while Margaret looked down at her watch, turned and walked towards the town.

"It's night, I'm going back to cook for Deaton and his son."

"Margaret!"

Just when Margaret went further and further, and the figure was about to disappear into the woods, Smith called her.

Margaret stopped and turned her head slowly.

"The people from Xiuli Club are cleaning up the Hunter family, you..."

Margaret let out a faint "Oh" before turning around and disappearing into the woods.

Benny was quite sure. The moment Smith stopped Margaret, he saw a glimmer of light in her eyes, but the glimmer of light disappeared after Smith mentioned the Xiuli Society.

She doesn't seem to have such a bad attitude towards Smith as it appears?

Benny thought so.

"If it's okay..."

Benny pointed in the direction of Margaret's disappearance, and motioned to Smith that if nothing happened, he was also going to leave.

Today he is really eye-opening.

First, Ophelia confessed that he was a member of the Aljitax family, and then the incomprehensible operation of Washington, then inexplicably listened to the old things, and saw Smith, who has always been. The fear in the heart of the tough old man.

The experience of this day is really rich!

It's a pity that he still has a lot of things to do, otherwise he really wants to stay a while to see if there are other melons to eat.

After the war, Kate and John handled the arrangements, looked for Eleven, rescued Dean, and found Sam...

This pile of piles was one by one, but he was least worried about the crowd surrounding him.

Hit if you want.

After a whole **** ravaged by the demons, Benny felt that he was fearless.

A few cracked sky stardust will clear the scene in a row. Who is afraid of whom!

"and many more."

Smith stopped Benny.

"Do you think we are cowards, like Margaret?"

Smith asked with a wry smile.

Benny stared at Smith, seeing a glimmer of expectation in his face.

"No. It's not like that."

Benny shook his head and denied.

Visible to the naked eye, there was a smile on Smith's face, but immediately, this smile was completely devastated by the ensuing cold.

"I only saw decay and obsolescence. Sexuality, arrogance and prejudice."

Benny continued speaking, cruelly stifling Smith's last hope.

"I vaguely understand what you want to do, but you don't even have the courage to mention it. No matter how many excuses you have, they are just excuses."

"Perhaps in your opinion, I am a poor creature who knows nothing, running around and busy everywhere, without knowing that all this is doomed and futile. Maybe you treat most people that way."

"But at least I was not crushed."

"My adopted daughter Eleven was lost, and my best friend became a monster. He entrusted me to take good care of his children. I didn't do it either. Now one is dead and one is missing."

"Even the small town of Hawkins is the same. From the beginning of the inner world, Wendigo, the wolf tide, the inner world to the recovery, and then to the opening of the gates of **** not long ago, even now, the town is still besieged by the Mi Army. NS."

"But the people in the small town never give up."

"It was Eleven who closed the door to the inner world, we killed Wendigo together, and it was everyone's efforts that survived the wolf tide together..."

"Every time, the disaster always fixes the time and comes again when Hawkinstown is about to recover, but we never give up. We survived, and I believe that we will survive, and finally survive, let Hawkins The town became what it was like."

"Maybe you know a lot, maybe you think we are all fools, so what?"

"Smith, I used to think you were a stubborn, optimistic, and strong old man just like us, but it turns out that I was wrong."

"So, Smith, what is your ancient thirteen hunter family, you don't need me as an outsider to judge. As early as the moment you made up your mind, you actually already had the answer."

"Are you satisfied with my answer?"

Smith was stunned, his face covered with bitterness.

Smith saw it without sympathy. He said blankly

"In this case, I declare in the name of the guardian of Hawkinstown that John Smith, you and your family, are unpopular beings. From now on, you are not allowed to step into Hawkinstown..."

"and many more!"

The voice behind him paused slightly, but he ignored it and continued.

"I declare in the name of the Guardian of Hawkinstown, John Smith, you have been expelled."

These words seemed to vent the last trace of Smith's body. He stared at Benny with wide eyes, the unbelievable expression in his eyes gradually turned into pleading, his lips trembled, but he was still unable to say a word.

In the end, Smith staggered back two steps, nodded, and said softly, "Okay, I see, Lord Guardian. Please allow me to say goodbye to my family."

After speaking, the old man turned and ran towards the woods.

"Hammond, you are too impulsive, you don't understand things at all!"

Ophelia came to Benny, looked at the old man's back, and said solemnly.

"Miss Ophelia, my name is Benny Hammond, and Hammond is my last name. I think we are not yet familiar with such an intimate address. Miss Ophelia."

Benny chuckled and said, "Besides, I should go back now. I have a lot of business."

"By the way, you, Ophelia Aljitaques, and everyone in the Wizarding Priory, you are all included in the unpopular list. I hope you will not appear in Hawkinstown in the future."

"We are grateful for our help this time, but in the future, I hope that our well water will not disturb the river."

"Miss Ophelia, I am not the same with you."

Benny said as he walked in the direction of the woods.

"Benny!"

Ophelia's shout came from behind, Benny turned around, raised his hand, and a beam of burning light emitted a gully under Ophelia's feet.

"Miss Ophelia, even if the guardian oath in your mouth disappears, my guardian is not dead yet."

Benny moved his palms and stared at Ophelia's figure closely.

"Or, do you want to see the witchcraft you have been pursuing?"

"Mr. Hammond, things are not what you think."

Gent came to Ophelia and said.

"I hope you can give me five minutes, I can explain clearly, you should have misunderstood us."