Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy

After determining the policy, Ross did not rush to inform Joel, but first met with Borg who came back.

In the mayor's office, Artes stood by the side very anxiously, while Borg waited relatively relaxed and quiet.

"Don't be nervous, Mayor Arkham is a very easy-going and warm man with a great vision and enough goodwill to all people like you."

"Say all the things you know, and if it works for the mayor, you can win his asylum."

Hearing Borg's words, Artes felt a little more at ease, and then thanked Borg again: "Thank you for your help."

"I didn't have many friends in the capital at the time. You count as one. Now you're welcome." Borg laughed.

When the two were talking, the door of the office was opened, and under Artus's gaze, a handsome young man with a melancholy temperament walked in.

This young man has a well-proportioned body, a brisk pace, and his temperament looks more like a student who has just graduated. Apart from his aristocratic melancholy temperament and handsome face, there is not much to be noticed.

"Mayor!" When Artes didn't know who this person was and why he came here, Borg's voice sounded beside him.

Artston was stunned for a moment: "This is... the mayor who rules the whole of Arkham!?"

Here, Ross's eyes swept across Artes' face, and then he looked at Borg with a happy smile and asked, "Looking at your appearance, it must have brought me good news again."

Borg strode over and shook hands with Ross, then laughed and said: "You really know me too well, I went to the Augustus Empire this time, and I have officially got in touch with the big chaebol and the Johnson family there. Arkham's current status in the SAR is very optimistic, and there is very strong cooperation, but I am a little worried about our current situation."

Ross sat down casually, leaned back in his chair and said, "I have a feeling they shouldn't be worried now."

Borg burst into laughter, and then said proudly: "Under my lobbying, they have now believed in our strength, and in a few days they will send someone to inspect and say that if we solve the freight problem , they are always ready for a solid long-term partnership with us.”

Ross is very satisfied: "The Augustus Empire is rich in spices and excellent fabrics. These things are in high demand in our Rosas Empire. They have been controlled by the three major families of the military for all these years, and it is time to change the dealer. "

Borg continued: "In addition to the mayor, I also encountered two large-scale pirate groups this time. The two groups together have a total of 300 people."

"Oh? It seems that your acquaintance with them should be a very exciting story." Ross said with a smile.

Borg immediately wanted to tell about his bravery and strength at the time, but then he thought that Artus was still on the side, and immediately stopped his desire to perform.

With a cough, Borg introduced: "By the way, Mr. Mayor, let me introduce, this is one of my few friends in the imperial capital, Viscount Regan Artes, he now knows some very important The news may be able to help you."

Here Artes hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, "Great and wise Mayor of Arkham, Reagan Artes offers you my sincere greetings."

Looking at the standard aristocratic etiquette, Ross smiled and said, "Viscount Artus, please take a seat. Arkham welcomes friends who come with goodwill."

Artes said nervously: "Dear Mayor, I am no longer a viscount. My title, my company, and my land have all been taken away."

Under Artes' uneasy gaze, Ross still had a gentle smile on his face: "I like honest friends, Mr. Artes, and at the same time I like those who have stories, because in many cases, I may be able to help them revise The end of the story."

Hearing these gentle but domineering words, Artston felt that his future was bright.

Under the guidance of Borg, he carefully sat down.

At this time, the door of the office opened, and a beautiful red-haired girl in a white suit came in with two cups of black tea, and said to the two of them with a smile like a spring breeze, "Please use it."

Artes hurriedly thanked him, looking at the aroma and steam that the black tea gradually emitted, the whole person gradually relaxed.

Ross: "So, tell me your story, Mr. Artus."

Artes took a deep breath and said, "I was a pretty viscount six months ago, with a happy family, two ranches and a farm, and a bank created by our family."

"Financial talent?" Loston's eyes lit up.

Artes nodded: "However, my happy and peaceful life was quickly shattered."

"Serial murders happened one after another in the capital. I thought this kind of thing would be far away from the well-ordered manor area, but that night, a dark shadow flashed by, and I fainted."

"When I woke up, I found myself standing there covered in blood with a knife in hand. In front of me, the two maids of my family were lying there with their stomachs ripped open."

Ross thought for a moment and said, "Serial Ripper? I seem to have heard the news."

Artes nodded: "That's the news, and at that time a group of police surrounded me, and then they accused me of being the serial killer, saying that I had killed six women in a row and had corpse rape. "

"Overnight, the Artes family was completely dusted, my wife and children no longer believed me in the face of this iron-like evidence, and finally she took my child back to her parents' home and has not contacted me since then. Pass."

"There are a lot of problems with this."

Artes clenched his fists: "Of course there is a problem! Because I was framed by those **** guys!"

"The lackey of the Eisen family~www.wuxiaspot.com~ despicable Peng Ao!"

Borg on the side explained: "Li Pengao, the senior officer of the Merchant Association, is mainly responsible for the financial cooperation between the bank and the chamber of commerce."

Ross nodded knowingly.

Artes clenched his fists and said, "Their purpose is for my family bank. They arrested me and tortured me to extract a confession. How could I admit it."

"Later! They directly admitted in front of me. They designed all this for our family bank. As long as I sign the relevant property transfer authorization, all the previous charges can be cancelled."

"If I don't agree, not only will I die, but my wife and children will be threatened!"

"I'm not afraid of death, but Lynn and Pol..." Artes looked helpless and worried.

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