Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Judy gave a strange snort: "What are you planning to do with those three people downstairs?"

"Naturally, we should first stand on their side, and then stab them in the back at the crucial moment," Charlemagne said with a smile as he changed his clothes.

“You look just like a villain in a traditional opera,” Judy reminded her.

Charlemagne said nonchalantly, "Remove the 'seems like' part. This time, I'm the bad guy."

Chapter 0338 Reinforcements

At 10:30 p.m., the leaders of the three noble families left Charlemagne's estate with satisfaction.

After several hours of negotiations, although they paid a price, they could be said to have successfully sided with the Charlemagne family.

At Rocco Manor.

"What?! The Wild Wolves have taken over all our territory?!" Rocco's face was filled with anger upon hearing the report.

Big Rocco said coldly, "The attack happened just as we redeployed the main force, which means these guys had already decided to abandon us at that point! Otherwise, Willie wouldn't have dared to attack so rashly."

Kane casually remarked, "It seems that even within the same camp, there are still many conflicts."

Rocco clenched his fists: "Since you're so heartless, don't blame us for being ruthless too. Now, pass the word down: launch a full-scale counterattack against the Wild Wolf Gang, at any cost!"

“Since you’re now the leader’s men, I’ll lend you a hand! The Thunder Gang will help you,” Kane said casually.

The Rocco brothers were delighted to hear this: "Great! Thank you!"

Although night falls and the city's hustle and bustle subsides, the real battle is just beginning in the city's suburbs.

Massa Center Building.

The three noble families, along with Frossen, Open, Morrison, and Mayor Gerry, sat down together again.

They had already heard about the Rocco brothers' decision from the workers, and they found it hard to believe that the Rocco brothers would make such an incredible decision.

Now they have not only betrayed Rofson, but have even stood against the entire province of Massa, and even the entire imperial nobility. Have they gone mad, or do they not want to live anymore?

Frossen was not as calm as he had been that morning. He said in an icy tone, "Those two good-for-nothings, Rocco, have completely betrayed us. Their bowing down to the workers is seriously disrupting our order. I've called you here today for two things!"

"First: Manage your factory properly. After what happened today, other workers will definitely cause a disturbance."

"Second: Have you heard of the mysterious organization behind the Rocco brothers and Kane called the Black Suit?"

Wei Li spoke first: "I've heard some things, but the information is fragmented. According to my men, two people claiming to be from the Black Suit Organization have been interfering in our drug business these past few days, and they seem to be interested in developing here."

"They've really come with ill intentions!" Polly said coldly after hearing this.

Although those banned drugs were not their main business, they were their means of controlling the entire lower class and their main source of gray income, bringing them huge profits every year.

Most importantly, these benefits are tax-free and are extremely profitable!

Fu could not say, "I have the information a little earlier than you do."

"Good morning!? I'm the first one here," Willie said confidently.

Fu Neng shook his head: "I'm not talking about Massa City, but the capital. A few days ago, when I was chatting with another friend, he said that a mysterious organization had recently appeared in the capital and seemed to be selling some illegal drugs, but he didn't say what the group's name was."

"But now, considering the situation here, we can confirm that those people over there also belong to the Black Suit group."

The two then explained their relevant information in detail.

People quickly came to a general conclusion.

This is a mysterious organization that mainly deals in illegal drugs. It has a small number of members and usually operates in pairs. Currently, it appears that the organization is mainly located in the capital and Massa.

Forson said coldly, "It is now certain that this organization has begun to infiltrate the upper echelons of Massa. I don't care what difficulties you have. Give me your strongest forces and completely crush this organization as quickly as possible."

They naturally disliked such a mysterious organization, and upon hearing the order, they all nodded and fully supported it.

"What is the Charlemagne family's attitude?" Frossen asked.

Polly said, "Charlemagne's attitude is quite clear. He means that if we return the 40% of the business that his family has lost over the years, he will stand firmly with us."

Upon hearing the number, Forerson nodded slightly: "40 is acceptable. In that case, let's begin our operation."

"Leave the Rocco brothers and Kane to me. You guys go and take care of the Marion Thunder Gang and those guys in black suits who showed up!"

"It is now certain that they do not have many people here, and they cannot protect several places at the same time."

"Understood!" Everyone nodded in unison.

Frossen waved his hand: "Begin the operation."

After the meeting adjourned, the heads of the various families began to make arrangements quickly.

Although they seemed to accept the orders, each family harbored their own petty motives.

It's important to understand that the Rocco brothers aren't fools. The fact that they dared to so decisively side with the other side shows that the other side is quite powerful.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, Frossen would take the initiative in any situation. The fact that they were allowed to take action today means that the matter is gradually slipping out of his control, or that his elite troops have already been attacked.

Regardless of the possibility, if one dares to attack rashly, it could cause irreparable damage.

So these people lingered all night after returning home, and only sent their men out the next morning when they saw Frossen's operation.

Marion woke up refreshed in the early morning after a good night's sleep.

He drew back the curtains and looked into the bright sunshine. His heart, like the bright sunshine, was full of light and vitality.

He could already vaguely sense that the pinnacle of life was beckoning him!

Just as he was getting ready to wash up, there was a knock on the door.

Marion, who had become relatively cautious, immediately drew his pistol, cocked it, and cautiously walked over to ask, "Who is it?"

"The man in the black suit." A deep voice came from outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Marion was immediately overjoyed and pushed open the door without any precautions.

But the moment he pushed open the door, he felt a cold light pierce towards his head.

He didn't even have time to react.

boom!

Then, with a heavy thud, Marion suddenly realized what was happening and retreated as if a beat too slow.

When he saw the situation at the door, he noticed a young man dressed in a black suit and a fedora, whose attire was similar to that of the Black Pharaoh, smiling and asking, "Are you Mr. Marion?"

"You are..."

The young man casually tossed the unconscious man on the ground and said, "You can call me a lawyer. The leader sent me to protect you."

Chapter 0339 The Mysterious Chambers

"Lawyer" Marion looked at Chambers, whose sharp eyes combined with his impression of several elite lawyers, and found that this person's temperament was indeed similar to that of a lawyer.

Chambers walked in, closed the door, and said, "Don't you have any protective measures here?"

Marion snapped out of his daze, looked at the blade in the assassin's hand, and said, "This is just an ordinary apartment; there are no security measures here."

"Then you should be grateful you're lucky, because if I had been a second later, your head would be gone." Chambers said, running his finger across the table. When he saw the dust on it, he stood aside with a look of disgust.

Marion was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I've been quite busy lately and haven't had time to tidy up the room."

As he spoke, he quickly walked over, picked up his clothes, and wiped the table and chairs.

Chambers adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "No need for that. Your clothes don't even look as clean as the table."

Marion, his face flushed, put the clothes aside and asked, "Did Mr. Black Pharaoh send you to protect me?"

Chambers nodded slightly: "The leader is very busy. Yesterday, you were able to receive his protection, which will be the most honorable and glorious moment of your life."

Upon hearing this, Marion did not object, because he had witnessed some of the powerful beings' methods, which were beyond the realm of humans.

Chambers continued, "Instead of just standing there, you should hurry up and wash up. According to the information the leader gave me, you need at least three hours to go to the city government to apply for the relevant guild information, and then you need nearly half an hour to meet with someone to get information on the major families selling drugs."

"Then it will take at least two hours to organize the information, and another four hours to find a suitable newspaper to publish it."

Marion felt dizzy after hearing this string of words.

Chambers continued speaking quickly: "Based on my observation just now, there are at least seven more assassins approaching from this area. The fastest one will arrive in about ten minutes. They should know I'm coming, so we'll need to use a long-range attack, which could be a gun assassination, a long-range bomb throw, or even a gas attack."

"Let me tell you first, my abilities are far inferior to those of the great leader. I am currently unable to catch bullets, let alone shield you from them. I also have no way to stop the bombs and poison gas. If you want to die, you can continue to linger here."

Upon hearing these machine-gun-like words, and then the key point that followed, Marion sprang to his feet like a boxer about to launch a sneak attack, and quickly scrambled to his bedroom to get dressed.

While Marion was washing up, Chambers squatted down and whispered a few words in the young man's ear.

The young man, who had just fainted, immediately stood up, put away his weapon, and turned to walk away.

Chambers turned slightly to look out the window at the situation outside, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said, "Hopefully, it won't cause too much of a commotion."

What I just said wasn't an exaggeration; he really isn't that good at it.

Chambers, who is currently only at level 32, is not a melee fighter. Although he is physically strong, he is not strong enough to catch bullets with his bare hands.

His core competency is the art of language.

His core abilities lie in manipulation, incitement, suggestion, and hypnosis.

At five o'clock this morning, he and Kenneth took the train from the capital to Massa, and after meeting with Los, he was assigned to Marion as his bodyguard.

Although he is not as good as Kenneth in close protection, he can play a huge role in subsequent operations.

After all, the core of Marion's day was dealing with people.

Chambers was most skilled at dealing with people.

In less than five minutes, Marion had put on his clothes and hat and was holding a wooden comb, seemingly preparing to use it when he got in the car.

"move!"

Chambers smiled and nodded: "Let's go!"

At the same time, a gunman lying in ambush nearby was about to fire after seeing the two men emerge when a passerby suddenly whispered to him, "Kill yourself!"

These words seemed to possess an indescribable magic. Upon hearing them, the gunman's eyes glazed over, and he picked up his pistol and shot himself in the mouth.

boom!

With his skull shattering and blood splattering everywhere, he died instantly.

The crowd that had been whispering nearby suddenly snapped out of their daze, bewildered and unaware of what had happened.

Before he could react, a young man with a sharp blade slashed the neck of another middle-aged man not far from him.

The middle-aged man holding the gun had an incredulous look in his eyes.