Dinan yawned and sat boredly on his bed, staring at the 'beef' burger on the table, stunned.

He was a Caucasian man, but in New York, he was a real man, spending his days in the slums, and most of his friends were other people in the slums, and few would make friends with him.

He was not like this before, Di Nan lived a wealthy life in middle school, and he was considered a well-off family, but because of a serious illness and drug addiction, a well-off family was completely down.

In New York, there are not a few people like him, who live in a mess all day long, with no meals, and all the money they make is given to those traffickers, and their lives are gloomy.

It's just that there has been a slight change in the recent period, and many ordinary young people from Dinan began to believe in a god called the Lord of the Eternal Night, joined the Church of the Eternal Night, and slowly quit their addiction.

Dinan was very surprised by this situation, coupled with the fact that the New York government launched a vigorous anti-drug operation in New York to prevent the London incident from being staged, which caused Dinan to dare not go out at all, and could only suck the previous inventory.

Just when he ran out of stock and ammunition, a sudden change broke his stagnant life.

In the dream, he is the founder of the immortal dynasty, the emperor above 10,000 people, with 3,000 beauties in the harem, and everything he needs.

But this wonderful life was soon shattered, and when he heard that it was the Church of the Eternal Night and the ghouls who saved him, Dinan's whole expression was distorted.

This kind of human life is exactly what he fantasizes about, even the dream realm Dinan is willing, he would even rather die for this dream!

So, he did not hesitate to join the marching army, but he was soon rectified by the lackeys of the Mi State Government, and now he is very unhappy.

"Damn ghouls, and the Church of the Eternal Night, damn it!"

After Dinan scolded in his heart, an unprecedented thought suddenly occurred in his mind, this thought seemed to be a mysterious sacrificial ritual, as if he could return to his sweet dreams...

"Huh?!"

Dinan was instantly alert, and he recalled the ritual of sacrifice, which was not complicated, only a fresh corpse of a living person was needed.

A living corpse can provide ten days of sleep.

There was no doubt that Dinan was moved.

"Ten days, ten days..."

Dinan stood up excitedly, pacing back and forth, his expression was extremely excited, he quickly rushed to the drawer, took out a sharp dagger, his eyes lit up, and murmured: "Concubines, wait, wait for me, I will come to see you soon!"

He was carrying a knife, excited, and at that moment, his cell phone rang.

Dinan glanced at his phone, and the caller ID was a man named Jack.

Jack is the 'richest man in the slums', relatively generous, and occasionally shares his own goods with Dinan, which is a friend of Dinan's alcohol.

Dynan thought he needed a fresh human corpse, and he didn't hesitate to answer the phone.

The moment Dinan answered the phone, he heard a voice from Jack: "Dinan, what are you doing at home, come to my house, I have a new product recently, come secretly, don't be targeted by the strip." ”

God help me!

Dinan was overjoyed, and after a long sigh in his heart, he hid the excitement in his heart, and said in a calm voice: "Okay, I'll go over at once, I will definitely touch it quietly, and I won't alarm everyone, I will enter through the back door." ”

After hanging up the phone, Dinan quickly changed his clothes, stuck the dagger on the outside of his thigh, put on a mask and hat, and began to set off in the direction of Jack's house.

"Jack, as a good friend of mine, you bought me time with my concubines, and I will always remember you. ”

Di Nan said silently in his heart: "When I return to my kingdom, I will definitely make you the guardian of the whole territory, a duke." ”

Dinan is careful along the way, not communicating with anyone, just to get to Jack's house, kill him quietly, and get everything done without revealing his identity.

As long as they dodge some basic evidence, the big names in New York won't go to great lengths about a murder in the slums, and they will be safe.

After thinking about everything, Dinan arrived at Jack's back door and tapped lightly on Jack's back door, using his and Jack's unique code.

"Crunch—"

The door opened, and a thin white man stared at the dark circles, glanced at Dinan, looked around carefully, and nodded, "Come in." ”

Dinan nodded and followed Jack into the room.

"Bang Ping!"

After the back door was closed, Dinan glanced at the room, which was empty, only himself and Jack, so Evil got up from the boldness, grabbed the hidden dagger, and slowly approached Jack.

Suddenly, Jack, who was facing away from Dinan, suddenly made a sound, which made Dinan stunned: "Dinan, for the sake of my great business empire, I can only sacrifice you, after meeting Hades, don't resent me, you know?"

Business empire, what business empire?

Before Dinan could react, a piercing pain suddenly came from his chest, and Dinan looked down and saw an arrow stuck in his chest.

Jack held the compound crossbow, turned around, looked at Dinan, who had not yet breathed, shot a few more arrows, looked at Dinan, who was not staring at him, and muttered to himself:

"I was going to shoot you in the head with a gun, so that you will die a painful death... It's a pity that the gun is too loud, and I'm afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble, so I'm just waiting for you to be tortured like this. ”

Naturally, Dinan was not the only one who received the sacrifice ceremony of the spider god, and Jack received it earlier than Dinan, so everything he had prepared long ago could only be put into the net.

To him, Dinan is just a dog that can be controlled, just die, it doesn't hurt.

Immediately afterward, Jack quickly cut Dinan's body into pieces and began to fiddle with it according to the ritual in his memory.

"O great spider god, you are the embodiment of beautiful dreams, you are the pillar of the end when the end comes, your ......"

Jack began to pray, and the ritual was long, probably taking more than ten minutes to complete.

Complex sacrificial incantations emanated from Jack's mouth, and blood-red patterns began to appear in the room.

Just as it was about to be done, a sharp knock on the door disrupted Jack's rhythm.

"Knock knock, knock knock. ”

"We have received a report that someone has heard screams and smelled blood near your house, please open the door and let us investigate!"

Jack's face became gloomy, and he picked up the compound crossbow and pistol on the table, and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck!"