Apprentice Succubus Hunting Notes

"Fuck, this is such a broken thing, why is it so broken. Fuck, it's so annoying."

Zhong Jian squatted on the ground cursing, impatiently looking for things from a pile of tools.

He has been in this orphanage for three weeks.Before that, he had been unemployed at home, unable to find a decent job.

Later, he was forced by his family to have no choice but to change his resume. In a daze, he made up some internship experiences of "caring for orphans and widows" and "caring for disabled children". I finally found a job in this orphanage.

Stable and decent salary.

However, he still felt that he was going to be bored to death.

On his third day here, he was already too bored to do anything.As soon as he heard the cries and howls of these cubs, he was so irritable that he wanted to hit someone.

But well...

With his own efforts, he discovered the "hidden benefits" of this job.

At first, he just hated that ugly little mute who didn't speak.

As soon as the little mute looked at him with those inverted triangle eyes, he felt that this brat must be secretly laughing at him and rolling his eyes at him.

Later, taking advantage of no one around, he twisted the little mute's ears severely, and said while twisting: "Who made you stare at me like this? Who made you stare at me like this?"

When the little mute dripped tears and snot all over his face, and his throat began to make a terrible hiss, he let go of his hand in relief, and was a little scared: This kid, shouldn't he go to the dean to complain?

However, he soon discovered that he was worrying too much.

The little brat would never mention this matter to anyone, but just timidly and obediently hid aside, even more obedient than before.

Tsk tsk, it's quite interesting.

Since then, he has had a new hobby.

With this bit of fun, Zhong Jian felt that this job could still be continued.

Thinking of the appearance of that little mute who was beaten to pieces and still didn't cry, he felt sickly pleasure and grinned.

Probably besides the animal trainer in the circus, there is no other job. You can beat other creatures at will like punching sandbags, right?

Moreover, the harder he beat himself, the more interesting the little mute's reaction was.Now as long as I look at him one more time, the little mute will tremble with fright, and then desperately want to find a place to hide-but what's the use of hiding?Will it be found?Just like this time, didn't I just drag him out of the tree house, then hang him up and whip him with a belt?

only……

Thinking of the two people who came to the orphanage to deliver cakes today, Zhong Jian felt a little uneasy.

The other childcare workers in the orphanage didn't have the slightest doubt about him. When he said that the little mute had a cold and wanted to live in a room alone, they immediately agreed.But these two people actually want to see the little mute alone?

However, anyway, the little mute has been frightened for a long time, and he can't speak. I have already warned him, so that he can only stay on the bed and is not allowed to get off. Said he fell down the stairs.

In short, those two caring people who seem to be very kind, should still be able to be fooled.

Hmph, even if you can't get over it, so what?I didn't injure or maim that little brat!There is no punishment!

"Zhong Jian." The deep voice interrupted his thoughts.

His hand trembled, and the hammer he had just found fell back into the toolbox with a bang.

Zhong Jian turned around in a panic and found that it was the person who delivered the cake.

The man stood at the door against the light, with both hands in his pockets, and his face was dark and unclear.

Zhong Jian was a little scared for no reason, but he still tried his best to smile: "Hey, how did you get here? Could it be that you lost your way? Shall I take you out?"

Han Tian ignored the man's nonsense, and slowly walked into the dark tool room.

"Tongtong's injury, what's the matter?" Han Tian didn't have any superfluous expression on his face.

Zhong Jian panicked for a while, his calves trembled a little.He gathered himself together, and said with a fake smile: "Hey, little boy, he is so lively and active. Isn't it very common to fall and fall?"

Han Tian took a step forward, his voice became colder and colder: "Tell the truth."

Zhong Jian looked at Han Tian for a while, and with courage, he laughed grinningly: "What's the truth? This is the truth!"

As Zhong Jian said, he picked up the hammer from the toolbox and shook it in his hand.

Han Tian looked at Zhong Jian's movements and sneered: "Why, this time, we are not going to use a belt, a needle, or a cigarette butt, but a hammer instead?"

When Zhong Jian heard this, he immediately knew that the little mute probably said everything.

But so what?

Zhong Jian knocked on the hammer intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled: "Yo, it seems that you know it? Let me tell you, don't think that you just want to pretend to be a good person here after reading a few tricks on the Internet! I am The old man in this area knows everything! You want to mess with me, dreaming!"

Han Tian took both hands out of his trouser pockets, and lightly pressed the watch with his right hand, with no ups and downs in his tone: "I didn't plan to be a good person. I just want to know, why?"

Zhong Jian knew that he shouldn't bother with this question at all.He should just keep intimidating, laughing at, and pushing this guy away.

However, hearing that calm tone, he suddenly had a strong desire to tell the truth, and he couldn't restrain himself from wanting to tell the truth.

He had a ferocious expression, his face was a little distorted, and he screamed and yelled: "Why? Let me tell you why! I'm a handsome graduate of a key university, and I'm still a man. I do it every day. What?! After a while, this kid cried, and that kid peed, all of them seemed to be unable to understand human words, and they knew how to cry and howl! I could only chase after them and wipe the butts of these brats , Blow your nose! You have to put on a smile! I'm not even as good as an old mother!"

Han Tian asked slowly: "Oh? You don't like this job so much, you don't have to do it."

"Don't do it? Why should I not do it? Food and housing are all included here, and you can keep your monthly money for yourself. Five social insurances and one housing fund are all paid - why should I not do it?"

"Besides, I just need to beat up that dumb idiot, and I can endure another day's work. I'm in a good mood now! Why should I resign?!" Zhong Jian laughed.

"Oh." Han Tian responded lightly, "So, that child is your punching bag, your emotional regulator?"

Hearing what Han Tian said, Zhong Jian's eyes lit up, and he slapped his left hand wildly on his thigh: "Yes! Yes! As long as I'm in a bad mood, beat him up, and I'll be in a good mood again. Beat him once, I'll It’s fun again. Isn’t he my mood regulator? It’s free and never breaks!”

"That's it." A smile slowly broke out on Han Tian's face, a daunting and chilling smile, "That's a coincidence. I'm not in a good mood right now. Let me see if I beat you up One meal, I can relax a little bit."

As soon as Han Tian's words fell, Zhong Jian felt a sharp pain in his temple, as if someone was hitting his sky cap with a hammer, and it was as if someone was holding every nerve of his brain tightly with his hands.

"Ahhhhhh..." He howled in pain, hugging his head and squatting on the ground.

"Why, does it hurt?" Han Tian asked lightly.

As Han Tian asked the question, the pain level further increased.

Zhong Jian even felt that someone was directly sawing his head with a saw, trying to saw the skull alive.

"This... this... ahh!" His nose and tears rushed out at the same time, and he was already lying on the ground, so he could only wail.

"Oh, I can still talk, it doesn't seem to hurt enough." Han Tian looked calm.

Next, Zhong Jian was horrified to find that he couldn't control himself, took out a screwdriver from the toolbox, and then stabbed his thigh with all his strength!

"Pfft!"

Blood holes popped out one by one.

Fear and pain made him scream.He began to suspect that he would just die here.

At the same time, with his remaining rationality, he thought faintly: Maybe his cry can attract others?

Holding a glimmer of hope, he struggled to look at the door.

"I'm sorry, in order to ensure that this self-entertainment will not be interrupted by others, I did a little bit of soundproofing." Han Tian said with a smile, "Like, you once stuffed Tongtong's mouth with a cloth, Make him unable to cry, and then threaten him not to tell anyone?"

Zhong Jian, who was already unconscious from the pain, fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, with only one thought in his mind: he is going to kill me...he is going to kill me...

At this time, Han Tian's watch emitted a strong red light and a Didi beep.

Han Tian looked down at his watch and let out a "tss".

In an instant, the severe pain in Zhong Jian's head disappeared.His uncontrolled self/mutilation movements also stopped.

Han Tian squatted down, picked up a woodworking ruler from the toolbox, and lifted Zhong Jian's chin: "Unfortunately, you still can't die. After we leave, you immediately go to the dean to resign. Then, you Go record a video, tell what you did to Tongtong, verbatim, and then give the video to the police. You have to understand that from now on, for you, the safest place in the world The place is the detention center and the prison. As for other places-hehe, no matter where you hide, I can find you. Do you understand?"

Zhong Jian was trembling all over, emitting an unpleasant stench from his body. He didn't dare to look up at this person at all, so he could only lie on the ground with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Ming, I understand."

Han Tian threw the carpenter's ruler back, stood up, dusted off the non-existent dust on his pants, turned around and opened the door without saying a word.