Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 293 I'm Really a Naturally Good Person

Today's Arkham has a complete set of configurations and personnel, and Ross does not need to make any complicated arrangements for his departure this time.

What's more, Massa City is only [-] kilometers away from here. If something really happens, at the speed of Ross's flying form, he can rush back to Arkham in more than ten minutes.

The only more troublesome thing is that the communication between the two parties is not very convenient. Due to the blockade of Arkham, the telephone lines leading to Arkham from the outside world have also been cut off, and it is impossible to send letters to Arkham.

Although it is indeed very troublesome in these aspects, it has not had much impact on Arkham. Due to the existence of sea routes and Borg's ships, Arkham is still self-sufficient.

But for further development, things like these roads and telephones must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise it will greatly slow down the progress of Ross's plan.

This is also one of the core reasons why Ross is going to go out in person this time. He must deal with everything in less than half a month.

At noon the next day, Joel didn't go to the bar to fool around, but stayed in his hotel waiting for news.

His patience was quickly rewarded when a burly and athletic policeman knocked on his door: "Go to Arkham Sanitarium now, someone wants to see you."

Joel suddenly cheered up and nodded respectfully: "Of order."

In an ordinary office in the Arkham Sanatorium, when Joel arrived, he found that there were already two people here.

One is Artes, the dreamer who came here with me.

Seeing Artes, whose demeanor was completely different at this time, Joel knew that this guy should have succeeded in chasing his dream.

Immediately, his inner positioning of Artes changed instantly, from a plastic friend who could be discarded and sold out at any time, to a business friend who could cooperate together.

Beside Artes, sitting at this moment looked a bit arrogant and domineering young man.

The young man was wearing casual casual clothes, leaning on the chair, with his legs directly on the table, whistling leisurely.

"Who is this guy? Dare to be so presumptuous here? Don't want to live anymore!?"

Artes still has some good feelings for Joel, and when he saw Joel coming, he waved happily: "Come here!"

Joel walked over with a smile, exchanged pleasantries with Artes, and immediately knew the identity of this arrogant young man.

This young man is called Wilson Punk. He seemed to be a playboy before, but now he is a member of Arkham, and he is a helper in this joint action.

After hearing that the other party was from Arkham, Joel immediately let go of his contempt and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Punk."

Wilson buttoned his booger and said, "It's not good, I haven't had lunch yet." Joel looked at Wilson's casual gesture, although he felt disdainful, he didn't say much.

After all, this kind of person is something he can't afford.

At this time the door was opened again, and then an extremely handsome young man walked in.

When Joel and Artes were shocked when they saw this young man, their lower body became a little hard!

You know, both of them are serious straight men, and this young man doesn't have any feminine characteristics, he's just too... handsome!

The person who came in was naturally Charlemagne in normal form.

Going to Massa, his hometown, naturally Charlemagne is indispensable.

After all, he is very familiar with it, and at the same time, he has countless love and hatred with him there.

As soon as Charlemagne came in, his eyes fell on the frivolous and casual young man, and he was taken aback for a moment, but was stopped by the young man's eyes when he was about to speak.

Then he immediately understood the deep meaning of this: "I didn't expect the mayor to go together!"

This frivolous young man named Wilson Punk was naturally transformed by Ross.

He didn't know the details before, but he only knew that there was a mission for him to lead the team, and the destination was the city of Massa.

He was naturally very excited and looking forward to hearing this.

After all, it's time to completely end the evil fate I had there.

Charlemagne walked over while the two were obsessed, and said in a dull manner: "I am the person in charge of this operation, David Charlemagne."

Hearing this name, the two were shocked immediately.

Joel, who has been wandering around the province of Massa for many years, is naturally very impressed by this name. He is the idol of all young people in the past few years, and he is the pinnacle of true nobility.

Artes, who is a senior nobleman, naturally knows the Charlemagne family very well. The century-old marriage of the two top families is still talked about in the aristocratic circle of the capital.

"My God! David Charlemagne! He's been in Arkham all the time!" The two were filled with horror and shock.

Charlemagne said calmly: "Although the purposes of the two of you are different, there is a connection between them. What I am saying now is that in the future plan, the two of you must strictly implement all my orders without any hesitation. "

"If I find out that you have other thoughts..."

Charlemagne gradually released some of his aura.

For a moment, the two of them felt as if they were being stared at by an extremely huge wolf, and the sharp and ferocious fangs had already been placed on their necks.

As long as the other party is willing, just one breath can make them die without a place to bury them.

When the two came back to their senses, they both saw that the other's forehead and face were covered with sweat.

Feeling a little bit, the back has been soaked in sweat.

"Understand! Understood! We will do our best to obey your order!" The two nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Charlemagne continued: "Go back and prepare now, and leave at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Joel and Artes walked out of the room in a daze, Charlemagne looked curiously at the frivolous and naughty Ross: "Mayor, you are..."

Ross raised his eyes: "What's wrong with me? Do you want to find fault!?"

With that said, Rose stood up lightly, and stood in front of Charlemagne with a provocative face.

Charlemagne was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

Here Ross returned to normal and smiled and asked, "How is it? Does it look like an arrogant young master?"

Charlemagne commented: "Young master, you are a rascal, and you have nothing to do with dudes and young masters."

"..." Lost suddenly felt that his self-esteem had been thwarted.

As a young man with morality, quality, culture, and ideals in the new era, Luo Si spent a night brewing this frivolous, dissolute, and ruffian look. Refresh yourself.

But now, he had a bad start, and before he could make a move, someone blocked the door with a sword.

"It seems that I am really a good person by nature! I can't play a bad person." Ross sighed helplessly.

(End of this chapter)