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Today's Arkham-related configuration and personnel are very complete, and Ross's departure does not require any complicated arrangements.

What's more, the city of Massa is only 300 kilometers away from here. If something happens, at the speed of Ross' flying form, he can rush back to Arkham in more than ten minutes.

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

Although these aspects are indeed very troublesome, they have not had much impact on Arkham. Due to the existence of sea routes and Borg's ships, Arkham can still be self-sufficient today.

But for further development, these roads and telephone matters must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise it will greatly slow down the progress of Los Angeles' plan.

This is also one of the core reasons why Los is preparing to take action personally this time. He must handle everything in less than half a month.

At noon the next day, Joel did not go to the bar to hang out, but stayed in his hotel waiting for news.

His patience was soon rewarded. A burly and muscular policeman knocked on his door: "Go to Arkham Sanitarium now, someone wants to see you."

Qiao suddenly became excited and nodded respectfully: "Yes."

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

One is the dreamer who came here with him, Artus.

Seeing Artus, who had a completely different demeanor at this time, Joel knew that this guy must have succeeded in pursuing his dream.

Then his inner position towards Artus changed instantly, from a plastic friend who could be abandoned and betrayed at any time to a business friend who could work together.

Next to Artus, there was a young man who looked a little arrogant and domineering.

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

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

Artus still had some good impressions of Joel. When he saw Joel coming, he waved happily: "Come here quickly!"

Joel walked over with a smile, and after exchanging pleasantries with Artes, he immediately learned the identity of this arrogant young man.

This young man's name is Wilson Punk. He seemed to be a playboy before, but now he is a member of Arkham and a helper in this operation.

After Joel heard that the other party was from Arkham, he immediately put aside his inner contempt and smiled: "Hello! Mr. Punk."

Wilson slapped his nose and said, "Not good, I haven't had lunch yet." Joel looked at Wilson's casual gesture, and although he was disdainful, he didn't say much.

After all, he couldn't afford to offend this kind of person.

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

When Joel and Artus saw this young man, their hearts were filled with shock and at the same time, their lower bodies actually became a little hard!

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

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

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

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

When Charlemagne came in, his eyes immediately fell on the young man who behaved frivolously and casually. He was stunned for a moment. He was about to speak but was stopped by the young man's look.

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

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

He didn't know the details before. He only knew that there was a mission that required him to lead the team, and the destination was Massa City.

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

After all, it was time to finally end the bad relationship I had there.

Charlemagne came over between the two people's obsession and said plainly: "I am the person in charge of this operation, David Charlemagne."

Hearing this name, the two of them suddenly became excited.

Joel, who has been traveling in the province of Massa all year round, is naturally shocked by this name. He was the idol of all young people in the past few years and the pinnacle of true nobility.

As a senior nobleman, Artus naturally knew the Charlemagne family very well. The century-old marriage between the two top families is still talked about in the aristocratic circles of the capital.

"Oh my God! David Charlemagne! He has been in Arkham all this time!" The two people were filled with horror and shock.

Charlemagne said calmly: "Although the two of you have different purposes, they are related to each other. What I am saying now is that in the future plan, you two must strictly implement all my orders without any hesitation. "

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

Charlemagne gradually released some of his momentum.

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

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

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

Feeling it a little, the back is already soaked with sweat.

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

Charlemagne continued: "Now go back and prepare, and set off at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Joel and Artes walked out of the room in a daze, Charlemagne looked curiously at Los, who was frivolous and ruffian: "Mayor, what are you doing..."

Los raised his eyes: "What's wrong with me? Are you looking for trouble?"

As he said, Los stood up lightly and stood in front of Charlemagne with a provocative look.

Charlemagne was embarrassed and didn't know how to respond for a while.

Los returned to his normal appearance and asked with a smile: "How is it? Does it look like an arrogant dandy young master?"

Charlemagne commented: "Young master, you are a gangster, and you have nothing to do with dandy or young master."

"…………" Los immediately felt that his self-esteem was frustrated.

As a young man of the new era who has morals, qualities, culture and ideals, Los spent a night to develop this frivolous, dissolute and ruffian look. He wanted to be a playboy and have a good time.

But now, he failed to start, and was blocked by a sword before he could make a move.

"It seems that I am a born good person! I can't play a bad guy." Los sighed helplessly.