American Drama World Exorcism

In fact, he discussed a lot about the association with John Bobby, how to operate, how to manage, how to collect information, and even how to collect commission fees, but they only forgot to join the newcomers.

"Leave your name and contact information here, and send your basic information over later."

Benny took out the black notebook from the drawer and said.

He turned over this notebook in the ruins. Seeing that it was not damaged, Benny did not replace it and continued to use it.

Dickon picked up the pen and put it down hesitantly.

"Well, for you, I will write."

Benny spoke and took the pen. Dicken breathed a sigh of relief and began to dictate his basic situation.

For Dickon's caution, Benny expressed his understanding.

A hunter is still a lone ranger, no matter how cautious he is, those who are not cautious enough are listed on the funeral list.

My name written down by myself has other uses in this magical world. It is understandable that Dickon refused to write his own name.

After writing the basic information, Benny put away his notebook and walked out of the office with his arms around Dickon enthusiastically.

"Hope, please entertain Dickon, this is John's friend. Dickon, this is Hope, Noah and Andy, they are Hawkins' Sheriff and Deputy Sheriff. If you have anything you can directly Find Hope."

Benny pressed Dickon in his seat, and after introducing them to each other, he hurriedly left.

He was going to call to ask John, when did their association have "so many" people!

…………

Hawkins Middle School.

As the get out of class bell rang, the students rushed out of the classroom and gathered towards the cafeteria.

In the upper grade classroom, a pale fat man sat motionless in the classroom.

Recently, his classmates always laughed at him, saying that he was a guy who didn't like to take a bath, saying that he was full of strange smells. Even the teacher frowned and didn't take care of it. The other students in the school frowned when they passed him, as if he was a piece of rotten frozen meat. This makes him very sad.

Do I really have this smell on my body?

Thinking of this, the little fat man raised his arm and sniffed.

"Bob, aren't you going to eat?"

Hearing the sound, Bob put down his arms in a panic, stammered and said, "Oh, I—my—this is going!"

The one who was talking to him was a girl in their class. Although she was not that pretty, she was an angel in Bob's heart.

Bob grew up with his grandparents and his cowardly character, coupled with his fat figure, is simply the most "welcome" object of the school bully in the middle school.

Bob has been enduring the bullying of the school bully. Almost no one talks to him in the school. Only this girl, this girl named Anna, is looking at him.

Anna is the light in Bob's life.

"you--"

Anna nodded and didn't think much, he frowned slightly, quickly packed up his schoolbag, and turned away.

Bob closed his mouth somewhat disappointed and retracted his outstretched arm.

Bob came to the restaurant in despair, and the students around him smelled a peculiar smell and quickly made a large open space around Bob.

"Boy! Get away! Don't stand here disgusting people!"

The captain of the hockey team shouted, stretching his leg and kicking Bob. Bob was kicked to the ground, causing a roar of laughter.

He got up from the ground, just in time to see Anna who was talking and laughing with her boyfriend in front of the team.

Hahahahahaha-

Hahahahahahahahahaha —

The unbridled laughter from the surroundings came into Bob's ears, as if the demons of **** were whispering in his ears, making him agitated.

Bob covered his ears and bent over in fear to escape, but he was surrounded by the hockey team players. Several members of the hockey team laughed while pointing at Bob, while stretching out their feet to hold Bob back and forth, as if Bob was a ball, kicking back and forth in the center by them.

"What a monster!"

"His parents don't want him anymore!"

"I heard that he has been living with his grandparents."

"It is said that his mother ran away with a tramp."

"Really? His father is probably an idiot like him!"

"It is said that he never takes a bath! He smells bad!"

"It's disgusting!"

"Disgusting!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The surrounding laughter and whispering kept digging into Bob's ears, and Bob covered his ears, trying to isolate these sounds, but he was unable to do so. At the same time, an unnamed anger rose from the bottom of his heart. Bob's eyes were bloodshot and flushed.

Bob stared at the captain of the hockey team.

"Boy! What to look at!",

The captain of the hockey team felt as if his authority had been provoked. He shoved Bob and yelled.

Two more hockey team players stood up, and they sandwiched Bob from left to right and walked towards the back of the cafeteria.

Bob was pushed down in the alley behind the cafeteria. It was a dead end. The exit had already been blocked by the big men of the hockey team.

The captain frowned and said in disgust, "You are really disgusting! Disgusting guy!"

"Of course, our stinky Bob may have been born to his mother and the tramp, of course it smells like a tramp!"

A hockey team player said, causing another ridicule.

Bob slowly got up from the ground and walked step by step to the hockey team.

"Boy, what do you want to do?"

The captain stopped laughing and asked with a frown.

There was a low growl in Bob's throat, and the next moment, he raised his arm abruptly, pinched the player who was laughing at him, and pressed it firmly against the wall.

The player was struggling, desperately afraid of carrying Bob's arm, his complexion gradually flushed.

Bob allowed him to slap, his arms like steel, still holding him tighter and tighter.

"Hey! Let go!"

The other hockey team members originally stood aside and watched the excitement. Seeing that the player was struggling and weakening, he quickly stepped forward to help.

Bob turned his head abruptly, his bloodshot eyes looked at everyone indifferently, frightening everyone's steps forward.

He threw away the player who knew nothing about life or death, turned around and pinched the captain again, as he did, he pressed it against the wall, his palms gradually hardened.

Soon, the captain was thrown to the ground by him, recklessly.

Seeing Bob turned around again, the other team members began to feel scared. They backed away in horror. Finally, a scream erupted from the crowd and the team members fled in all directions.

"Killing!!!"

...

When the school's teachers and security rushed to the alley, there were only two hockey team players on the ground who did not know their life or death, and Bob was long gone.