Hanxiang   http://www./0_56/  Jing and 2 God’s new book "Hanxiang"!  Chapter 79   Nature

"Hey, newcomer, all the work here is left to you!".

The maid outfit in dark-toned style is not exposed, but on the contrary, there is a feeling of conservative and dignifiedness. However, because of some previous understanding and various rumors surrounding this noble family, even such a style is hard to imagine that they are orthodox aristocrats with serious and stereotyped family style, but it makes people feel that the owners here like this.

After all, not everyone is interested in cavalry. Even starting from the tip of bamboo shoots, the white stem exposed after peeling off the green leaves layer by layer will be particularly white. Of course, you must be patient when enjoying the best food... Hey, what are you talking about?

Well, this is talking about a value worth advocating.

The maid who just spoke looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and her appearance was first-class, but her tone was too arrogant. While giving "orders", she also carefully looked at her fingertips towards the sun from time to time, and then tidied up her nails.

"I am the only one? Is this the job of five people?" The person who replied looked similar to her. He wouldn't talk about his appearance for now, but his "skin" is good and he looks very tall.

At this time, what he was in front of him was a lot of tableware that needed to be cleaned. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was "stacked like a mountain". The person who ordered him was just like him in terms of position. The other party was neither the head of the kitchen nor the head maid. Everyone should be "equal", so she had no qualifications to make orders.

And with this newcomer's very reasonable personality, how could he suffer such a loss for no reason?

"Newbie, what's your name?" the maid asked with her hands crossed her chest.

"I? Ain...Tix." He said such a pieced together fake name.

"Then Ainticus, do you even understand the relationship between seniors and seniors? If you don't want to encounter any painful things and leave any bad memories, it's best to do things as I told you. This is the "education" that seniors should do behind the scenes."

She was obviously the lowest-level domestic servant, but the little maid showed an arrogant and sarcastic expression on her face. The reason why she could make such an expression was that she had entered here early for a while.

Ainticus was originally squatting on the ground and working honestly, but after hearing this, he stood up.

He rubbed his watery hands on the apron on his chest a few times, and he said:

"It's unreasonable to put the five people's work on one person because of the reasons of seniors and juniors? You're taking yourself too seriously."

He didn't take others seriously. The maid's beautiful brows were about to stand up when she heard this. The girls who just came here were all cautious, but they didn't expect to meet a strange guy who could resist today. However, this is also a good thing. You can bully him openly without finding a reason.

So she immediately walked past in three or two steps, raised her hand and slapped her.

"Bang!"

It turned out that this was by no means a good thing for her.

Of course she could not have hit the battle maid Einticus in the face. On the contrary, the latter's right hand walked around her arm and grabbed her chin.

The power between her fingers immediately made her feel that her chin was about to be crushed, but she could not make any other sound except for her breathing being heavier.

Then Einticus raised his shoulders gently, and the other party's feet off the ground... He lifted the little maid in a standard hanging position.

No one expected that everyone had similar figures, but this guy was so strong.

"To be honest, I never want to bully ordinary people like you, but I'm in a bad mood recently. Sorry, you hit the gun, it's really your fault."

As for the reasons he is in a bad mood...well, it cannot be described.

Perhaps the other party could still hear him at this time, but the suffocation was already coming.

"Before you came here, what did you do? Orphans, singers, wanderings? But no matter what you did, you definitely don't want to leave here and do it again now, at least you can have a full meal here every day, right?"

"You may even see some role models, so you can seek a higher status by selling your body or face. After all, you must feel that you are not worse than anyone else... Sorry, there is a problem with the meaning of betrayal. It is better to use the neutral word "exchange" here, but no matter what, don't forget your job."

"Don't think that you were a poor person. After you have obtained a slightly higher (harmonious) position, you have reason to act recklessly against other disadvantaged people... To be honest, who doesn't have any pitiful places? Do you know how many times I almost drowned?"

"Or there is anyone who has 'motivation'. Your dependence on your face is actually irreproachable. Just because you are good-looking, you have to work hard for others in your life. But... guess, if I accelerate 10 meters per second... you may not understand. I mean throwing you into this pile of porcelain with the greatest strength, what will happen?"

"It's very simple. First, the huge impact force will turn these exquisite porcelain into pieces, and the broken edges are no worse than sharp knives. So, neither single-layer textiles nor human skin can stop their invasion. Then, those small pieces will penetrate inch by inch into your body. You may feel tingling first, then nerve paralysis, and finally... your body will fully understand what pain means."

"As for those smaller pieces, they may remain in your body for the rest of their lives."

"And...what if something scratches this face, what if it blinds your beautiful eyes?"

Ainticus retracted his arms. At this time, the two of them had only one punch away from each other's faces. The pain of suffocation made the little maid unable to look directly at those eyes anymore. She had rolled her eyes violently, and she could only vaguely see scarlet hair in her narrow vision.

That must be the color of the demon.

At first, Einticus's voice had no emotional ups and downs, but then it seemed to be describing something very interesting, which made people feel that she was trying to restrain the urge to do so, but "can't control" could happen at any time.

This is the most creepy place.

"What a pity... If you were not discarded directly, when your injuries were generally recovered, anyone who saw you would express such feelings. Then they would send you to the most arduous work until you have passed this short and painful life and will never be able to escape from such a cage. At that time, you may regret coming here, hating what happened today, and cursing me like this, but what's the point?"

"Or I don't do that, let's just be a little bit... You know how many deep wells there are in this yard. If a girl is hidden in it, how long will you think it will be discovered? You care a little bit."

"Or can you withstand the pressure of just opening your eyes every night whenever you see a reflection by the window monitoring yourself? It doesn't matter, at most it will only cause neurasthenia."

The talkative mouth kept describing the terrifying thing, but at this time the other party was almost suffocating to death.

So he let go decisively, and in order to prevent the other party from falling, he kindly hugged the maid from in front of him, as if he was taking advantage of the situation.

After the other party breathed and had the idea of ​​being alive again, and after realizing her current situation, she, who should have broken free, did not dare to do any extra moves.

Her hands could only hang down weakly, and at this time she felt that the back of her neck was being stroked by two fingers.

Then lighter words rang in her ears, and she could even feel the moisture and warmth in the words: "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. Actually, I used to be the butcher's...daughter, and then tell you a professional skill we know. Do you know? No matter how large a spinal creature it is, just find the gap between the two spines at the neck, and then after a effortless knife...what do you think will happen?"

"I guess... you must have never seen such a beautiful blood flower. The blood that lost its path forward will ejaculate out in an instant. The slightly red and fine blood mist has a faint smell of fishy smell, but if it sticks to your lips and teeth, it will feel a little sweeter."

At this time, the two fingers no longer slid, but gently pointed at somewhere on the back of her neck and spine.

The little maid felt a bone-black chill, and some pictures could not control her mind for a moment... Imagination is often something uncontrollable.

Then after the other party let go, she could no longer hang on Einticus and fell to the ground.

But Einticus laughed as if nothing had happened, "Just, your reaction is too exaggerated. I just want to tell you the importance of doing what you should do."

The maid could not raise her head with the hand gently stroked her head. No matter how gentle the movement was, it would not make people feel any comfort. Her body kept trembling, and her heartbeat was about to break through the critical point.

Then the other party took a step back, and the movement of the hand finally stopped and left.

"But... can you help me with my part if it's convenient? To be honest, this kind of work is too troublesome."

Uh? What should I do my own job by myself?

Because Einticus has other more important tasks to do.

He wiped his face with one hand, feeling his emotions were a little out of control... No matter what, bullying ordinary people is indeed a bit of a loss of price, but the fundamental reason is that the current situation really makes him in a bad mood. The other party's behavior is just an inducement point. He still can't reach the state of completely isolating the emotional impact in behavior, and...

"Oh no, it's a little bit exposed..."

People with strong or aggressive personality may have a gentleman called "sadism" in their hearts.

Sometimes, some people can’t help but release it.

If it is limited to "Einticus", at this time, only Ain can stop him, but... it is not a bad thing to go crazy occasionally, and he did nothing but scare people, right?
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