"You and Christian, how exactly do you know each other? The Ballard family has a mysterious background and is at the top of our gang control list. Do you know that?"
Karl asked curiously.
"I didn't know Christian very well. I knew him simply because he seems to have a problem with Luther. Although I asked Christian for help this time, I have no idea what risk will be behind it. Maybe he has some other purposes, and I just don't know." Joyce shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly.
"Oh, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right?" Karl smiled lightly.
"Sort of. At least that's what Christian thinks." Joyce smiled, "Whatever, we'll just have to deal with the problem right in front of us this time."
Pier 4 was quite remote.
Karl drove for about an hour before they got there.
After Joyce got out of the car, she looked around.
Sure enough, on the dock, it was Vicki standing there. Her slender shadow was dyed red by the setting sun, and her black and somewhat purple hair was blowing in the wind, adding some extra demonic sexiness to her beauty.
Vicki was carrying a large, long black box in her hand. It must be some special equipment inside.
When she heard the movement behind her, she turned around slowly.
When she saw Joyce and Karl both getting out of the car, she curled her lips demurely and walked over to them, smiling, "Karl, right? I've heard a lot about you. I didn't expect to be more handsome in person than on TV."
"Thank you for your help and for providing me with such important evidence." Karl nodded with an expressionless face.
Joyce was slightly surprised that Vicki knew Karl, but it was not surprising for her to see him on TV.
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