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Du Wei is having a headache now.
The Vanity Sect can indeed be the lucky one who wears armor and becomes a god, but now he is trapped in a dream and cannot get out at all, nor can he contact the people of the Vanity Sect.
Naturally, there is no way to bully them.
Besides, the Vanity Sect is also suspected to be trying to become a demon god.
Thirteen people make up a whole.
The background of this ancient organization is definitely more than what I know.
As for the evening clock…
The only connection between Du Wei and Mu Zhong is Ryan.
To put it bluntly, you can’t do anything while you’re in a dream.
Unless he can make his dreams come true.
Du Wei was thinking.
At this moment, he saw a mobile phone inexplicably appearing next to the ear of Puton who was nailed to the ground.
“Hey, is Freddy here?”
Lian’s voice came from the phone.
It is still the familiar tone.
Now, Du Wei’s men are all ready.
The next second.
Putton’s head was filled with black mist, and Freddy emerged from it, gritted his teeth at the phone and said, “It’s not even night yet, why are you bothering me again?”
Lian said on the other end of the phone: “Freddy, don’t fart, I don’t know what happened to the Twilight Psychiatric Hospital for the past two days, it’s gloomy, damp and wet, and I have nothing to do, so I can’t come to my dream Scold you?”
Just talking.
Lian raised his voice and said in surprise, “Director, you are here!”
The mobile phone immediately floated in front of Du Wei.
“Director, are you done with your work? When are you coming to pick me up? I’ve almost had enough of staying in this **** place, Mu Zhong. The food is not good, and the place is too small. I can’t sleep well.”
When Du Wei heard this, his eyes immediately turned cold.
He always felt that Ryan was suffering in Twilight Bell Church, and the so-called food was not good, maybe there was no food at all, and even if he ate, it must be leftovers.
The place is still small…
Do you still need to think about it? It must have been locked up.
And don’t let sleep!
Du Wei forced a smile and said, “Ryan, I’m almost busy now. In the last few days, I will go to the Muzhong Psychiatric Hospital and bring you back.”
Ryan immediately smiled and said, “Great, Director, I knew you would never forget me.”
Speaking, Ryan added proudly: “After all, I am the talent you sent to the Muzhong Psychiatric Hospital for further study, no! I am the baron you personally conferred.”
“Oh, I almost forgot, Director, you said that you want to make me emperor, I remember it clearly.”
Du Wei said with a headache, “Yes, that’s what I said, you are the emperor.”
Ryan began to shout: “Oh, I didn’t expect that I, Ryan, have become an emperor from an ordinary psychiatrist. It is estimated that there is no worker who can be promoted faster than me.”
“Why don’t you give me a salary increase?”
“I still want to buy a house and a car.”
As an “emperor”.
How can you do it without money?
Du Wei was dumbfounded by his direct question.
Salary?
At the beginning, he promised Ryan’s promotion and salary increase. He was fooling around. Although Ryan became the person he felt most guilty about, there was no talk about salary.
Furthermore, there must be a prerequisite for promotion and salary increase. Du Wei has no idea what Ryan thinks, and his current salary is too much to say.
So.
Du Wei said to Ryan: “There can be a salary increase, but now you are in Muzhong Mental Hospital after all, and your salary is paid by the unit you work for. When you come back to me, I will give you a promotion and a salary increase, do you understand?”
Lian said in disbelief: “What? There is such a thing? But…but I didn’t receive Mu Zhong’s salary!”
Du Wei said earnestly: “That’s why I want to rescue you from it as soon as possible.”
Lian said angrily: “Director! They owe me wages! You have to make decisions for me!”
As a beater.
Ryan is very angry now.
It’s fine to work part-time at Muzhong, and the mother doesn’t pay her salary.
Isn’t this bullying?
Du Wei also had a headache, he didn’t want to continue this topic with Ryan.
Then he said vaguely: “Mmmm… ok…”
In the envelope on the side, when Du Wei and Ryan were on the phone, their tone of voice was obviously different from when they were treating themselves.
Can’t help.
It’s a bit sour…
At the same time, Envelope was also pondering in his heart: [Brother Heiying is useless now, I thought it was time for me to take over the position of Envelope, but now it seems that Brother Ryan is still above me…]
Right now.
Suddenly, Puton, who was nailed to the ground by chains, suddenly opened his eyes.
It screamed frantically.
“My child…”
“Ah, no… I don’t want children, I don’t want children…”
“Kill me for God’s sake, let me die, I don’t want to live anymore…”
Putton was completely devastated.
After it was brought into the dream, it fell into an extremely terrifying hell.
In those dreams, it was a man, a woman, or maybe not a human being, but in every dream it was pregnant.
Not only that, even how to get pregnant and who got pregnant by whom are all clearly remembered in the dream.
That was a nightmare.
Also, the painful experience of having a child is clear.
Twins, triplets are scary enough.
What is even more frightening is that when a person is not human, he lives until he dies.
Ghost knows what it went through.
At this moment, Puton looked at the black shadow who was stabbing him, Freddy who was standing beside him, Du Wei who was sitting on the stone tablet and talking on the phone, and that damn, the most hateful envelope.
It broke down and shouted: “I was wrong! I was wrong! Kill me~Soverse.com~I know I was wrong.”
“You devils, stop torturing me.”
“No matter what you want me to do or say, I will listen to you. As long as you don’t torture me, I will do anything.”
Puton really couldn’t bear it anymore.
Physical pain is nothing compared to mental torture.
To be honest, it is willing to sell its soul to Du Wei, as long as it doesn’t have that terrible dream anymore.
However, it found in despair that the man sitting on the stone tablet only gave him an indifferent look, and had no intention of talking to him at all.
The same goes for Freddy.
The most damned envelope didn’t even bother to gather around and mock him.
Unable to help, Puton felt chills in his heart.
“I understand, you didn’t think about using me, you just wanted to torture me.”
Freddy gloated: “You’re right.”
Lian on the phone asked suspiciously: “Freddy, who is this idiot, your little friend?”
Before Freddy could start, Puton yelled excitedly when he heard this: “Lian Hamel, is that you? Please save me, I beg you.”
Ryan said angrily: “The idiot from there is still dating Baron Ryan, no…Emperor Ryan, are you provoking me?”
“Ah…”
A mouthful of phlegm, across the phone, drew a parabola in the air, and precisely hit Puton’s face.
It trembled all over.
I almost collapsed thinking: “Alphalia, I have fought with you, and I will repay you twice the pain and suffering you gave me.”
“I curse you, Alphalia, the leader of the Vanity Sect, I curse you to die badly, I curse you to have bad luck, I curse you to suffer from a terrible disease.”