Exorcist's Self-Cultivation-Chapter 636 - 633 did Du Wei have a dream

Chapter 636: 633, did Du Wei have a dream??? Chapter 636: 633, did Du Wei have a dream??? “No, no, my brothers, we’re all men here, why make it hard for another man?”

“Let’s talk this out! Don’t touch me!”

“Fuck! If you dare lay a finger on me, my good brother Du Wei will surely avenge me.”

“He’s a big shot at the church, and his girlfriend is loaded, you can’t afford to mess with him!”

Tom was babbling incessantly, on the verge of collapse.

He considered himself to be a good man despite indulging in all vices – drinking, whoring, gambling.

How could a good man be messed with by another man?

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No one could bear that!

However, the two black men were so annoyed by his chatter that one of them chopped him on the back of the neck, instantly knocking Tom out cold.

Father Tony, who was about to plead for mercy, immediately shut his mouth upon witnessing this scene.

Then, he said obsequiously, “Don’t worry, big brothers, I’ll go with you, I won’t resist at all.”

The two black men snorted coldly, exchanged glances, handcuffed Father Tony, then dragged the unconscious Tom to a sedan.

The big shot from the Voodoo Cult was growing impatient.

He specifically demanded Tom and Father Tony in his bed, and now, they had to be delivered.

…

At that time,

Tom entered a dream state, unconscious.

Everyone dreams, but the contents are never the same.

That’s because everyone’s experiences are different, and so are their dreams.

But Tom’s dreams never disappointed.

He only had one kind of dream.

In Tom’s dream, it was a world of glitz and glamour.

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Pink neon lights flickered with ambiguity.

There were women everywhere, scantily clad in bikinis.

“Bring me ten, no, a hundred beautiful girls to soothe my wounded heart.”

In his dream, Tom was surrounded by women, leading a life like a fairy tale, a true paradise on earth.

In a sense,

It was an escape from reality.

Regardless, Tom’s dreams were always an eye-opener.

That’s why, after witnessing Tom’s dreams, Freddy was filled with a desire to live on.

At this very moment,

Two uninvited guests appeared in Tom’s dream.

Du Wei was dressed in black, his face expressionless.

Freddy followed behind him, looking obsequious as ever, but his eyes greedily fixed on the women.

As an Evil Spirit,

Freddy, who had died over twenty years ago on the impoverished Elm Street, had never seen much of the world in his life.

A virgin before death,

And still one after death.

Every time he entered Tom’s dreams, Freddy’s eyes would open wide in amazement; it was as if he was dreaming himself.

“Master, can I stay in Tom’s dreams?” Freddy couldn’t help but ask softly.

Du Wei glanced at him coldly, and said in a sinister tone, “What do you think?”

With an awkward smile, Freddy shook his head and dared not say another word.

Du Wei snorted, pushed the women aside without a second glance, and approached Tom, who was nestled among them.

“Fuck! Brother, what are you doing in my dream?”

Tom was shocked to see Du Wei.

But then he remembered this wasn’t the first time, so he called out as usual, “Get me ten Eastern beauties for my buddy here, the kind with blazing hot figures.”

Immediately, a plethora of beauties walked over, tossing seductive glances at Du Wei.

Du Wei frowned and said, “Freddy, clear the place…”

The Freddy standing behind him respectfully nodded: “Yes! Master!”

There was no apparent action on its part.

But in the blink of an eye, all the women around them had vanished.

The dreamscape underwent a dramatic change.

It became a psychologist’s consulting room.

Tom sat on the couch, bewildered, across from the seated Du Wei, with Freddy standing by attentively.

“Man, that’s not cool of you,” he said.

“I was finally having a nice dream, and you scare all those beauties away. What’s the point? We could have had fun together!”

Du Wei was stunned on the spot.

His thoughts were completely disrupted by Tom.

He even felt the urge to curse.

On the contrary, Freddy next to him was itching to go, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

At that moment,

Du Wei sighed and calmly asked, “Tom, you’re in a dangerous situation. What trouble have you gotten yourself into?”

Upon hearing this, Tom’s expression changed. It was as if he remembered something, and he made a gagging face.

“Don’t fucking talk about it, just the thought of it makes me nauseous.”

“That damn Voodoo Cult, I thought I could seduce those lonely housewives all the way, become a high-ranking member of the cult, and conquer the entire Voodoo Cult. I didn’t expect that halfway through, I’d almost been screwed over.”

“And by some creepy old man over sixty.”

“Ugh…”

Du Wei was also disgusted.

He straightforwardly asked, “Then why don’t you run away?”

Tom said bitterly, “I would if I could, man. They took away my gun and phone. If I hadn’t hidden the photo in my underwear, that would be gone too.”

You can’t stand by the river without getting your shoes wet.

At this moment, Du Wei deeply understood this principle.

He even thought whether, having been tricking those Evil Spirits all this time, there might come a day when Evil Spirits from all over the world would unite to become the ultimate Calamity and kill him.

Then, he answered himself.

Absolutely not.

Because he would never give those Evil Spirits any chance.

The recent incident with Puton becoming a Lock Ghost had nearly been his downfall, and he wouldn’t allow such a mistake to happen again.

So, Du Wei said to Tom, “I thought your life was in danger, but since it’s like this, I’ll have Black Shadow create an opportunity for you and Father Tony to make a break for it.”

Tom grimaced and said, “But it looks like we’ve already been taken into the voodoo cult? And what the heck is this Black Shadow? One of your subordinates?”

Du Wei shook his head, his tone quite peculiar, “It’s indeed my subordinate, but it’s a Demon Spirit.”

Tom was somewhat confused: “What? A Demon Spirit?”

Du Wei nodded, “Yes, a Demon Spirit, the really terrifying kind.”

Tom was shocked, “So all your subordinates are Demon Spirits? Don’t tell me you’re that ultimate villain from the movies?”

“Bro, you better not scare me!”

Having spent a lot of time with Father Tony, Tom had come to understand the hierarchy among Evil Spirits and the matter of the Hunters.

He had never heard of any hunter who employed Demon Spirits as subordinates.

Thinking of this,

Tom’s gaze towards Freddy at his side changed.

He noticed that the other’s Right Hand was made of sharp claws, looking terrifying, and that his skin bore scars from severe burns.

He immediately shrank back, scared.

Freddy then gave him a friendly smile, “Mr. Tom, don’t be afraid. I have long admired you; you are my idol in life. I definitely won’t hurt you. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Freddy, the Nightmare Evil Spirit.”

Tom’s face turned green.

His legs trembled, and he wet himself.