Li Mochen opened the door and found that the person standing at the door was Alisa who had just arrived in Los Angeles thousands of miles yesterday, who delivered a gold-burned invitation letter to him.

"What's this?"

After receiving the invitation, Li Mochen opened it and took a look, then frowned: "Purple Lily Charity Ball? Purple Lily Charity Fund?"

He asked with some confusion: "Alisa, do you think I should go to such an occasion?"

There is still a match the day after tomorrow.

"I think you'd better not be absent this time, and you have to prepare more than 30 million gold shields."

Alisa said in a very cautious tone: "This should be the induction ceremony prepared by the senior Masonic leaders for you."

"She's right!"

At this time, the time and space around the window next to them suddenly twisted. Anthony walked out of the twisted space wearing a magical armor of gold and red.

After seeing it, Li Mochen couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly, thinking that the safety of this Hilde hotel is still a problem.

Of course, this set of Light Demon No. 8 is indeed very powerful. It is actually a difficult task for a five-star hotel to stop a powerful demigod who holds divine power.

"This charity ball is indeed specially prepared for you. The Purple Lily Charity Fund has always been a Masonic wallet."

When Anthony said this, the armor on his body had faded layer by layer.

"Weaving networks of relationships in the name of charity, even eating, drinking and having fun, is a show that many Masonic politicians like. But this time, Amo, you have to get some blood. Thirty million is too little, and 150 million gold shields are a suitable number. They will hold a short auction at the midfield time of the ball."

Li Mochen frowned: "But why is it in Los Angeles?"

This is not his territory. He has known about Freemasonry, and their members usually join in school or ancestral homes.

For prominent families like the Wilton Stein family, their children can usually obtain a middle-level management position in the branch.

"It's because Mr. President, he happened to be inspecting Los Angeles, and you happened to be here."

Anthony smiled and said, "Ama, you are surprised? Amo. If you just joined, you can hold a position in the Masonic General Assembly, and you will not have more than three people in a year. Often, only the first heir of the Supreme Family can be lucky enough to directly join the General Assembly. I was lucky back then and received such treatment."

Li Mochen didn't have much joy, he already knew it: "It's Ms. Christie Brad, right? Is this compensation for me?"

"His Excellency the President is obviously aware of his mistake, and this is also his statement to you and Kang Xiuli. I don't think he will intervene in your next war again."

Anthony saw that Li Mochen was not excited at all, and he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet. A Mo, the Masonic has 16 million members, covering both the political and business circles of America. And the resources that a general association cadres have far exceeded your imagination. To give the simplest example, in this Georgia election, you can use the Masonics to influence the pre-election results of the Conservative and Civic Party to strengthen your influence on the Georgia political circle. You must know that due to the strength of this organization, most of the Masonic members are loyal to the Masonics, and they will seriously refer to the opinions of the senior leaders."

"In addition, there is financial resources. The wealth of Masonic through various funds and charitable organizations is as high as 20 trillion. Some of it is something you can influence, which can make many politicians seek you. Money like this that looks clean is far more popular than the political donations of the rich."

"And this time, that guy Lawrence Rockefeller has helped you fight for your full efforts. I won't disclose your specific position in advance here, so I will keep you a surprise first."

As he said, he smiled and hugged Li Mochen's shoulder, pushing the latter to the door: "But now, we have to make you and your assistant lady a decent outfit first. A Mo, who is not good in your outfit."

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Meanwhile, in Manhattan's Money Wings Building, a man in gray wearing a mask entered Michel Medici's office silently.

Along the way, Michelle's many bodyguards, assistants, secretary, etc., had no idea about this person's existence.

"I told you not to show up in my office."

Michelle was still handling official duties, not even raising her head: "I am being watched by FBI people 24 hours a day. Do you think I have not had enough trouble? If there is another time, then the contract between us can be ended."

"I have contacted you, but you are ignorant of our request."

The man in gray sat down opposite Michel without hesitation: "We need you to mediate the war between us and your son-in-law."

"Wow, it's incredible. I actually heard such words from the mouth of a lunatic."

Michel Medici smiled and raised his eyes: "I warned you not to provoke him. Andrei has the power you cannot afford to offend. But you ignore my advice, so what is the situation now?"

"Michelle, I value your warning, but I am not the only one who can decide the Dragon Witch Cult."

The man in gray said without emotional fluctuations: "The Dragon Witch Cult will not be afraid of this war with him, but our plan is about to begin, and we cannot create trouble."

“I don’t think this will have any impact.”

Michelle simply let go of the pen and hugged his hands on his chest: "Yarard, it's no harm to be honest. I think you should know his situation? Wilton Stein's first heir, his strength has increased again, and I am very satisfied with it. It is said that half a month ago, there was a demigod-level fight between you, right? Have you tried the quality of the blood-eyed angel?"

The man in gray looked at him for a moment, then turned his head: "Your son-in-law is also crazy. His expansion blow has made our local supporters very angry. Michelle, is it your information you gave him?"

"I?"

Michel sneered: "For no reason! The one who is providing him with intelligence is the Light and Magic Information Company, a subsidiary of Light and Magic Industry. In addition, the intelligence capabilities of the Wilton Stein family are also the top Amerika."

He waved his hand, looking very impatient: "Don't say anything extra. I can help you mediate, but as the losers, you must pay the price. You have to compensate him for his losses, and the Black-toothed Clement."

Hearing this name, the man in gray's eyes suddenly froze slightly.

"You must hand over this person."
Chapter completed!