Then let the witch offer her loyalty

Move it a little more.

Wolf Moon paused in his chewing, his brows furrowing slightly, but he didn't say anything, instead leaning closer to continue eating.

The third time, the entire rice bowl was moved in front of Chen Moxin.

Wolf Moon wrinkled its nose and started baring its teeth, but in the end it didn't roar. It just slowly reached out and pulled the rice bowl back little by little.

As Lang Yue was eating, Chen Moxin couldn't resist and sat down in front of her, pinching her nose with two fingers.

"Huh?!" Wolf Moon snapped his teeth shut, nearly biting his own tongue.

Wolf Moon's eyes turned red, his blood pressure was rising, and he was about to lose control and bite off Chen Moxin's hand.

But at that moment, Chen Moxin's other hand intentionally or unintentionally rested on the dog-beating stick.

Wolf Moon's eyes cleared up a bit, and his lips twitched twice. He let Chen Moxin rub his nose and lowered his head to continue gnawing on the meat.

And so, Chen Moxin continued to harass the wolf moon as it was eating, even reaching out to grab its furry ears and kneading them in her hands.

Wolf Moon's face flushed red and then turned pale, his teeth were clenched tightly, his facial muscles twitched incessantly, and he looked like a live volcano on the verge of erupting.

But in front of the wolf king, she swallowed the roar that was about to escape her throat. She buried her head in the food bowl, letting Chen Moxin do as she pleased, and silently ate her meat.

Chen Moxin's antics were so much that a witch couldn't stand it anymore and activated her innate lover ability.

The witch stood up and loudly accused Chen Moxin: "Are you crazy? How can you bully people like this? You hit us and curse us whenever you want, what do you take us for?!"

"Ugh!!!" A thunderous roar suddenly rang out.

Wolf Moon suddenly smashed the rice bowl, stood up and stood protectively in front of Chen Moxin. His eyes, which were faintly red, stared at the witch with a fierce light. A terrifying sense of oppression arose, as if he was about to pounce on her and tear her to pieces at any moment.

The witch was standing straight, wanting to argue with Chen Moxin, but when she met Lang Yue's almost blood-red eyes, she was immediately terrified and her legs went weak.

"Get back! Get back now!" A supervisor rushed over and grabbed the witch's arm, pulling her backward. She stumbled and bumped into the corner of the wall, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

At this moment, Chen Moxin reached out and gently placed her hand on Lang Yue's head, then casually rubbed its bristling ears.

Wolf Moon blinked, his tense back muscles relaxed slightly as he entered hunting mode, but his cold eyes still stared intently at the witch.

Chen Moxin rubbed Lang Yue's ear and said to the witch with a smile, "I'm doing my job. If you don't understand the situation, then don't keep talking nonsense and mind your own business."

"If I weren't here today, you'd be quiet once she bit you."

The witch huddled in the corner, her face deathly pale, speechless.

...

For the next period of time, Chen Moxin worked hard to correct Lang Yue's wild behavior.

His method was simple: corporal punishment.

If you encounter any problem, just pull out the dog-beating stick.

In short, beat them up.

They'd beat anyone who pounced on them, beat anyone who guarded their food, beat anyone who bared their teeth, and beat anyone who dared to yell at them to death.

They say what goes around comes around.

Wolf Moon finally experienced what Zhou Yan went through, being beaten from morning till night, either being beaten or on his way to be beaten every day.

But there was nothing she could do; Chen Moxin was the wolf king who had defeated her. The wolf king was the boss, and he could do whatever he wanted.

As a low-level wolf, she couldn't have a temper; she could only take the beating.

Chen Moxin's "atrocities" were so egregious that even some of the special management zone's supervisors couldn't stand it anymore.

When the Wolf Moon was running rampant and domineering, they actually advocated using violence to combat violence, feeling that it was okay even if the methods were a bit extreme.

But now Chen Moxin is beating up Lang Yue all day long, leaving her with a bruised and swollen face, and the regulators feel that this is a bit too extreme.

However, it must be said that Chen Moxin's corporal punishment was indeed effective.

Although Wolf Moon's various habits tend towards bestiality, she is still a human being in her biological essence, possessing advanced human intelligence.

Compared to true canines, the wolf moon can communicate with humans, think for itself, and understand many things that wild animals cannot.

Based on this alone, the difficulty of correcting her behavior is far greater than that of a normal canine.

Dog trainers often have to establish conditioned reflexes through long-term training to train animals.

After all, the other party is just an animal. Even if it can understand some commands, it is impossible for it to actually talk to a person.

Wolf Moon is different. You can directly tell her what needs to be changed and how to change it. The rest is just taking time for her to adapt slowly, from big changes to small changes, and from small changes to complete correction.

So, under Chen Moxin's harsh discipline, on the 22nd day, the system finally popped up a notification.

[Current task: Develop a plan to correct Aowu's unruly habits (Completed)]

[Reward obtained: Implant "Mind Interference - Chaos" into Aowu]

[Reward Obtained: Absorbed Aowu's extraordinary factors, awakened to the second stage of psionic power]

[The psionic "Bloodlust" gains a buff: the psionicist's neural reflexes will increase with the accumulation of injuries.]

In the office of the Ninth Department of Demon Hunting, Chen Moxin leaned back in her chair and stretched.

Finally, the matter with Wolf Moon is settled. My hands are sore from beating people for the past two weeks.

Although Wolf Moon still retains many wild habits, some things are truly ingrained from childhood and have become instincts, making them difficult to change.

However, Chen Moxin's primary goal was to complete the task. As long as the task requirements were met, he didn't care about other behaviors even if he couldn't change them.

Moreover, compared to before, Wolf Moon is much more stable now, at least she doesn't go crazy so easily anymore.

In terms of living conditions, Wolf Moon remains under special control and resides in Special Control Containment Room 4.

Our undercover comrade Zhou Yan has successfully completed his mission as an informant and has returned to the Puguan District.

However, after spending so much time together, despite Lang Yue always bullying Zhou Yan, she actually has a lot of feelings for this girl who was "the first one to acknowledge me as her boss".

During the period after Zhou Yan moved away from the special management area, Lang Yue often lost her appetite and would wander around in the places where Zhou Yan often stayed, lost in thought.

Zhou Yan is also a sentimental person. Although she was often bullied by Lang Yue during her infiltration, they were classmates for so long and slept in the same tree hole every day. Even a rock would develop some feelings from sleeping together.

So Zhou Yan often applied to go to the special management area to play with Lang Yue. The scene of the two little ones chasing each other was quite comical.

At this moment, Chen Moxin leaned back in her chair, flipping through the report in her hand.

Suddenly, a white-haired head popped out from behind.

Luo Lingyou placed his hands on Chen Moxin's shoulders and said with a smile, "Wow, Chen Moxin, how can you train any witch so well?"

Chen Moxin said lazily, "It just means I'm good at training people, right?"

Luo Lingyou leaned close to Chen Moxin's ear, her red lips slightly parted, and whispered a warm breath that tickled the ear: "When are you going to discipline me?"

Chen Moxin's hand, which was flipping through the report, stopped in mid-air. He subconsciously glanced at his colleagues around him.

Luo Lingyou's whisper was very soft and private; no one heard it.

Looking into those cat-like, rose-red eyes, Chen Moxin couldn't help but laugh and said, "Wow, are you going to play this high? How about tonight?"

Luo Lingyou flicked Chen Moxin's forehead and snorted, "Just kidding. You actually dared to agree. You're dreaming."

Chen Moxin shrugged shamelessly: "Then how about we switch? You can train me too."

Luo Lingyou didn't speak, but just raised an eyebrow at him.

Suddenly, she bit Chen Moxin's face, leaving two shallow teeth marks, and then turned and left.

Chen Moxin watched Luo Lingyou's departing figure and asked with a smile, "Is this a yes or no?"

Luo Lingyou turned around and gave him a playful look.

"or".

"As cheeky as ever." Chen Moxin touched the wet teeth marks on his face and put his finger in his mouth, slurping it.

He put the report he had finished reading back on the table, leaned back in his chair, and looked somewhat helpless.

Why are we troubled?

the reason is simple.

[Exclusive Mission Update]

The boundless Uhar grasslands, where the wind carries the scent of blood, are the territory of predators, a battlefield woven from hunting and slaughter.

From the day they are born, the giant wolves of the grasslands feed on fighting and find pleasure in hunting; the thirst for killing is etched into their very bones.

Although you have now subdued Aowu, her heart is restless from the lack of killing for too long. Her eyes are already bloodshot, her claws yearn to tear the flesh of the living, and her fighting spirit is surging like a tidal wave. Only blood can quell the burning fighting spirit within her.

[Current Stage Mission: Have Awoo cut off 888 heads]

[Task Reward 1: Implant "Mind Interference - Emotion" into Aowu]

[Mission Reward Two: Absorb Aowu's extraordinary factors, awaken to the third stage of psionic power]

When Chen Moxin saw this task, she couldn't hold back her emotions.

This was the first time he had ever received a mission to have a witch chop off someone's head.

This number has both whole and fractional parts.

He really wanted to ask the system if it had some serious illness.

We live in a society governed by law. Where are we supposed to find 888 people to chop down Wolf Moon?

During the last raid on the Wings of Liberty, there were only about six hundred members of the Demon Alliance on board the giant ship.

Moreover, these kinds of combat missions are all commanded, and if the enemy gives up resistance and surrenders, the combat troops are generally not allowed to continue the attack.

Therefore, apart from those enemies who put up a stubborn resistance, most of them were captured alive.

Now, let alone killing 888 people, Chen Moxin doesn't even know where to find 888 people she can kill.

This is a huge commotion.

No matter where or what the occasion, the death of 888 people is an extremely serious matter.

Trying to do it secretly is simply impossible.

But if it has to be done openly and honestly, it's impossible to get it done.

Fortunately, there was no time limit for the task.

In the future, when I take Wolf Moon out on missions, we can sneak off to the border and kill a few wicked and despicable scumbags. If we accumulate experience gradually, we should be able to complete the mission.

However, this means that time will most likely be measured in "years".

The thought of the project taking so long made Chen Moxin slump down at her workstation, looking like a listless salted fish.

"Sigh, I wish someone would volunteer to come and get themselves killed."

Chapter 214 We are under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Bureau

The night was deep, with dark clouds looming overhead. A port on the outskirts of the Twin Cities was piled high with rusty containers and was as quiet as a graveyard.

A woman, hiding in the shadows, looked wary, her palms damp with sweat. She was wearing the uniform of a violent group and had a stun gun at her waist, and was patrolling the dock.

As she walked, the woman quietly approached an old warehouse.

The man on duty was thin with a large black mole on his face. He was smoking outside the iron gate and talking and laughing on the phone.

The woman, without changing her expression, approached the man with the mole and gave him a fawning smile: "Brother, it's time to change shifts."

The man with the mole was being amused by his young lover on the phone. He waved to the woman to indicate that he understood.

As the two passed each other, the woman slipped on a puddle and bumped into the man with the mole.

"Damn it, are you suffering from kidney deficiency? You can't even walk steadily!" The man with the mole shoved the woman.

The woman quickly nodded and bowed, smiling apologetically: "I'm so sorry, sir, there was a puddle of water on the ground, I slipped."

"If you weren't a girl, I would have beaten you up already." The man with the mole cursed a couple of times, then instructed, "Those guys inside have to move to another location tonight, the boss told us to keep a close eye on them."

"Understood, understood," the woman readily agreed, watching the man with the mole leave.

After the other person disappeared from sight, the woman quickly walked into the warehouse behind her.

The warehouse was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light filtering through the crack in the door to barely illuminate the room.

There were rows of large, square boxes piled up here, all covered with thick black tarpaulins.

The woman took a deep breath, stepped forward, and reached out to lift the nearest piece of oilcloth.