Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy Chapter 133

After Major General Pigu came, the office of the city hall was naturally given to him, while Char followed Ross, like conjoined brothers.

"I hope the mayor will not misunderstand, we are really dealing with the cult problem this time, and we have no hostility towards you." Char said with a smile.

Ross responded with a smile: "I naturally believe this. After all, some of those guys have gone too far recently."

"You know who I'm referring to?" Char asked.

Ross chuckled: "There are some directions."

When Charles heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. He stood up and stretched out and asked, "Mayor, do we have any bars here? I'm a little tired after a long day."

"Can we still go to the bar?" Ross asked, putting down the file.

"This is natural. We are all officials of the empire, not prisoners."

"Then I happen to know a good bar!" Ross stood up with a look of joy on his face.

After confirming again and again that the black tea in his hand was not lethargic black tea, Owen took a sip and then asked, "Mr. Crawford, how long have you lived here?"

Mark Crawford put down his teacup and smiled, "It's been fifteen years, and this restaurant has been around for ten years."

Owen turned his head to look at the high-end restaurant beside him, and faintly felt the extraordinaryness of this uncle in his heart.

After all, in a place like this, it is impossible to open such a high-end restaurant without some strength.

"The recent police are getting more and more excessive. I miss the old days now." Mark sighed.

Owen was taken aback: "In the past time? Has something happened here recently?"

Mark sneered: "What else can happen, of course it's our new mayor."

"After he took office, he immediately issued a ban on blood and alcohol, and then lifted the ban faster than flipping a book, and then directly destroyed the Rhodes Guild, swallowing all its banks, tram companies, telephone companies, gas companies, and construction companies. into my belly."

Speaking of this, Mark suddenly said sadly, "I was really afraid that he would take away my restaurant."

Hearing this, Owen said with a look of resentment: "This is too much, so no one will resist?"

Mark pouted: "Rebelling what? Didn't you see those vicious policemen?"

"Now the times have changed. When his father was the mayor, as long as he has money, he can solve any problem with a sufficient price."

"At that time, it was reasonable for the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce to dominate the market. The protection fee was sufficient, and those gangs and police dared not come to me to find fault."

"It's better now, these guys are like lunatics, wanting money and dying. It's like I owe them hundreds of thousands of Rosa coins!"

Speaking of this, Mark suddenly felt a little depressed, and took a sip of the black tea in his hand as if it were wine.

Looking at Mark's appearance, Owen's eyes flashed with light. Although he was not sure whether what this person said was the truth, he could hear that these mainstream businessmen were very interested in this mayor. of dissatisfaction.

"The general situation is similar to what I have investigated. The elites are very dissatisfied with the incident of Los Arkham swallowing the Rhodes Chamber of Commerce. That is to say, although this place is exclusive, it is not a monolith!"

Thinking of this, Owen's inner thoughts suddenly became active, and there was still a lot of room for use.

Mark smiled and said, "Sorry, I told you so many things, by the way! You shouldn't be a local, right?"

Owen nodded: "Yes, I am a student from Nut University who came to visit Miskatonic University. I heard that the city center is very prosperous, so I came to the central area to see it."

After hearing this, Mark laughed out loud: "It's a typical outsider's thinking."

Owen was taken aback: "Did I say something wrong?"

Mark pointed to the ground and said: "Although this is the central area, it is not the most prosperous city center. Today's city center is a business area adjacent to Michigan, where there are the best galleries in Arkham, the best The clubs, the best shops, and the best high street. Of course, the best bars aren't there."

Hearing this, Owen said clearly: "This... There is actually such a saying."

Mark stood up with a smile and said, "The group of policemen should leave. While it's still early, let's hurry back to Michigan University. It's one of the few safer places in Arkham."

Owen shook his head and said, "No hurry. It's still early. I'm going to stroll around here."

When he was talking, a black cat jumped on the table mischievously, looked at Owen, and lay down in front of him.

"It's called Mick, and it seems to like you very much." Mark said.

Owen reached out and touched Mick's soft hair, and said with a smile, "It feels so good."

It seemed that he liked cats so that Mark had a good impression of him, and immediately advised: "I advise you to go back early before dawn. The central area is especially dangerous at night these two days."

After speaking, he said in a low voice, "Last night, the gunshots rang out almost all night, and there were all kinds of screams, which scared my cat to death."

Hearing this, Owen's heart moved, and he immediately learned something from Mark's mouth about what happened last night.

"Gunshots and screams? Is there such a level of lawlessness now!?" Owen looked angry.

Mark bent down and hugged a fat orange cat in his arms and said, "Don't be curious about those things, hurry up and go!"

Owen didn't go directly, UU read www.uukanshu.com instead and asked, "You just said that the best bar is not in the business district, where is it?"

"North District, Serious People's Bar. It's the best bar in Arkham. All the real high-class people come and go. No criminals and thieves are allowed to enter, not even those street girls and dancers."

"Serious people bar, the name is really unique." Owen's eyes flashed with special brilliance.

Owen briefly thought about it and said, "Thank you for your help this time. I will definitely come back to repay you in the future."

Mark seems to like cats very much, stroking the orange cat's fur, his whole person fell into a special state of enjoyment, his whole person became sunny and kind: "Actually, you can repay now if you want."

"Now? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Owen asked tentatively.

Mark turned his head slightly and asked him with a smile, "You know I have a lot of cats, and there is no cat food at home recently. Can you help me get some cat food?"

"Cat food? Okay! How to get it?" At this moment, Owen, who was keen, felt that something was not right.

Although the aura and appearance of this uncle are no different from before, he felt a little strange from his tone.

Mark's smiling eyes opened a little: "Your flesh and blood will be a very good cat food."

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