Sawyer Manor.

Heather opened the big iron door outside, followed the road, drove all the way in, came to a beautiful house, looked at it for a while, and then took out the keychain and opened the door.

Inside the house.

Very nicely decorated.

Changed to before, Heather would have been very pleasantly surprised.

But at this moment, she had no intention of admiring the visit, but went straight to the door of the cellar in the basement.

He didn't take out the biggest key to open the door at the first time, but picked up a baseball bat and banged the big iron door.

Knock knock!

"Cousin Jeb, I'm your cousin. ”

Knock knock!

"Cousin Jeb, I'm your cousin. ”

Knock knock!

"Cousin Jeb, I'm your cousin. ”

Knocking on the door and shouting.

Because she heard the old lawyer say that her cousin was only eight years old, and he only knew about her, but he had never seen her, for fear that he would not recognize her and carry out a surprise attack.

Adam has shown her a number of horror movies, including a very similar one.

The murderers in there also like chainsaws, and they like to come out of nowhere, and without saying a word, they come up and serve with chainsaws.

The style of sawing without saying a word is really scary.

So she used the repeated knocking method that Adam sometimes likes to use to identify herself first, giving her cousin inside time to react so that no accidents will happen.

After a long time of beating and shouting, Heather finally heard movement inside.

Knock knock!

"Hah!"

There was a knock on the door, and heavy breathing.

"Cousin Jeb, I'm your cousin, do you hear that?"

Heather confirmed.

Boom!

A muffled knock on the door seemed to respond.

"Now I'm going to open the door. ”

Heather took out the key, unscrewed the door, and the moment he unlocked it, he immediately turned around and walked to the top of the stairs, and shouted from the eldest at a distance, "Cousin Jeb, the door is open, you can come out." ”

Creak.

The door to the underground cellar was opened, and out of it came a huge figure carrying a huge chainsaw.

Heather's beautiful blue eyes stared, but she saw that the face of this huge figure was not a normal person's face at all, but a rough skin sewn on, revealing only the eyes, nose and mouth, which was terrifying.

"Cousin Jebb, I'm your cousin Edith. ”

Heather stared nervously at the human face as she reached out and pulled the pendant of the family necklace her grandmother had left her on her chest.

Skinface stared at the pendant, then at Heather, put down the chainsaw, turned and walked slowly back to the underground cellar.

"Whew. ”

Heather exhaled heavily, knowing in her heart that this horrible cousin should have approved of her.

For a while, there was even some little warmth.

Heather stood there for a long time, and when he saw that the cousin had no intention of killing the horsesaw, he went down.

As soon as she entered the door, under the dim light, a large box of liquor was placed at random, and then she saw a large iron door, and there was a finished dinner plate on the ground at the door, which was her cousin's residence.

A corridor extends inside.

Heather continued inside, and saw a large room full of slaughtering utensils, clearly a small slaughterhouse, with a huge chainsaw on a table, and several other spare chainsaws next to it.

Her cousin, Jeb, stood there, looked at her, and then ignored her.

"Cousin Jeb, did you know that grandma died?"

Heather said cautiously.

Jeb looked up at her again, then walked towards her with heavy steps.

Heather's heart was beating violently, but this time, instead of walking away, she bravely looked him in the face.

He is her only blood relative, and with the previous good interaction, she is willing to take a risk.

And apparently, her cousin had no intention of playing tricks with her, and walked straight past her and walked towards it.

Heather was stunned for a moment, then guessed something and hurriedly followed.

in the master bedroom.

An old woman in good clothes was lying on the couch, dead for a long time.

Heather reached out and covered her mouth.

"Cousin, we should bury Grandma properly. ”

Jeb Skin-Faced stood there, hearing Heather's words, stepped forward to pick up his dead grandmother with both hands, and walked outside.

"Wait, we're not ready yet. ”

Heather tried to stop Skinface, but Skinface ignored her and just walked outside.

Heather had no choice but to follow out and came to the family cemetery, only to see that a new grave had been dug and the coffin had been placed inside.

Next to it is a large row of tombstones, all dated August 19.

Heather looked at the tombstones with a sad expression, these are her relatives, maybe some of them are guilty, even heinous, but she can't accept this kind of revenge.

Wiping tears from the corners of her eyes, Heather stepped forward to help Skinface bury their grandmother.

It was supposed to invite the mortuary to make up and then hold a funeral, but according to the situation of the Sawyer family, it was better to keep everything simple.

I think this is also her grandmother's idea, otherwise she would not have prepared the coffin in advance.

The main force of the hand is the human skin face, who let others be strong.

After the burial, the human skin face glanced at her, turned and left.

"Cousin, wait. ”

Heather stopped him: "Grandma is dead now, I will be your relative in the future, and I will take care of you like grandma." ”

Skinface bowed his head and stood there, not moving.

Heather's heart moved, and she stepped forward and walked past him, towards the manor.

The human skin face followed behind Heather, following in unison.

Back at the manor, Heather began to tour the large house.

The house is really well renovated.

"Cousin, do you know the enemies of our family?"

After a short walk, Heather looked at the human skin face again.

Skinface nodded, and walked towards the underground cellar.

Heather hurriedly followed.

After waiting for the skin face to open the big iron door, Heather, who followed up, saw a picture on the wall, with many people standing on top of a ruin, some squatting on the roof of the car with a chainsaw, some holding a gun and laughing wildly, and one with a broken leg in his hand very proud.

A lot of people have bottles in their hands and think of it as a big party.

What made her face even more ugly was that in the corner of the photo, her adoptive parents were impressively listed.

After locking the skin-faced cousin in the underground cellar, Heather returned to it, and when she tidied up her grandmother's room, she found a dark room with more and more detailed information, and a firearm after firearm next to it.

There are all kinds of guns and ammunition such as shotguns, pistols, rifles, etc.

Sure enough, he is also a good resident of Texas.

Think about it, on the surface, she is an old woman, living in such a big and remote place, and there is no certain means, how can she protect herself?

Fortunately, Texas is like the rivers and lakes of the eastern country, and the most unprovoked are the elderly, women, and children, and Heather's grandmother accounts for two.

Otherwise, it would not only be graffiti and insults on the wall of the gate outside the manor, but petty theft and even robbers would come directly to the door.

Isn't there a joke, there is a very powerful criminal who entered Texas from other states, and before he could stretch out his criminal hands to a Texas woman, he was shot by a big gun that the other party found out of nowhere.

Then it was disposed of by Mari.

Other states were still worried about this criminal, and after a while, when they found that there was no trace of him, they thought he had stopped, and then it became an unsolved case.

This is the simple Texas of the people.