NOVEL NEXT Chapter 365: Undercurrents
Several days later.
Brian and Susan received a meeting email from NW headquarters.
The message commanded them, in a very stern tone, to rush to NW's temporary new address, a large estate in Montecito, by the next morning to attend the reorganization meeting of NW.
It was called a reorganization, but it was actually a redistribution of interests.
When Susan saw the content of the email, she crushed the mouse in her hand.
Her body exuded terrifying high temperatures, distorting the surrounding air as she spoke with hostility, "The Liki family has become an old dog curled up in a dog pen, and yet they still speak so arrogantly. I feel that this meeting is deliberately targeting us!"
Officially, she was indeed just a Second-level Staff.
But Brian was a staff member with actual power at the Third Level.
Even when the Three Founders were still around, they wouldn't dare to talk to her boyfriend Brian with this tone and attitude!
Brian hugged the incandescent Susan in his arms, full of satisfaction.
Being able to notice this meant that Susan was finally willing to think.
He soothed her, "Don't get worked up, if I'm not mistaken, this email wasn't sent by people from the Liki family, but rather by a sacrificial family that the Liki family deliberately pushed forward. They want to test our attitude."
Officially, Dean had died.
The Adams were without the deterrence that came from the personified nuclear weapons.
But the families of the Three Founders knew very well that they still possessed means similar to Meme Pollution.
Therefore, they wouldn't be so foolish.
Such an email suggests, without a doubt, that the families of the Three Founders are pretending to be weak, deliberately letting some family eager for power to take the lead and prompt them to clash with the old forces as a probe.
By then,
whether Brian wipes out that family or concedes to them, losing his rights,
they wouldn't lose out.
Of course, there was another point.
The meeting location, Montecito, is strictly speaking, out of the jurisdiction of Los Angeles County.
That area is a gathering place for established wealthy people, with a large number of villas and estates exceeding fifty million US Dollars.
However, the wealthiest people there now are actually the Jews.
So, the person who sent this email is probably from a Jews family.
Brian couldn't be bothered to ponder these things.
In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies are nothing more than a jester's self-destructive game.
He would treat it as watching a monkey show tomorrow.
After enjoying the show for a while, he would then directly crush those petty clowns!
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On the other hand,
After more than a month of bloody internal strife within the NW organization and under outside pressure, the families of the Three Founders had finally managed to put forward new leaders.
The three helmsmen were all young and all Second Rank Lives.
The reason was simple.
Those lacking in intelligence, personal strength, or influence, either died by assassination or were forcibly killed.
Bodyguards?
Killing an ordinary person under protection and killing a protected Second Rank Life enhancer are completely different concepts and difficulties.
Only one's own strength is real.
More than a month of turmoil.
A large number of ambitious people took the opportunity to come to power.
The times had changed.
Those old generations who had extended their lives through various serums since the Blood Moon had officially exited the stage of history.
Some wise ones had stepped down voluntarily, gaining dignity.
And there were the old generations who couldn't give up their power, who were honorably assisted by their dutiful successors.
Now, the entire power circle of Greater Los Angeles, especially the Eagle Faction Family, had basically undergone a major blood transfusion.
The latest to cause this wave were actually the families of the Three Founders of NW.
The eldest of the three new helmsmen was only forty-five years old.
For enhancers with strong cellular vitality and exuberant life, forty-five was merely the start of their golden age, the time of maturity in experience and robust energy.
Without the restraint of the older generation,
they felt even more at ease.
New era helmsmen should rightly be these new humans, not those old immortals.
As for current difficulties, they were just temporary.
At this moment, the three new helmsmen gathered together, preparing to unite once again to end the chaos in Los Angeles, to consolidate all forces, and to focus all strength against the intrusion of external forces to protect their own interests.
The Liki family, which had military power, was still the leader of this small alliance, even if they had lost the Book of Death as their last resort.
The new helmsman of the Liki family, named Thor,
was tall and imposing, with a head of messy golden hair and a full beard, bearing some resemblance to Ivan of the Teddy Brothers, but with an extra air of domineering presence.
But the most fantastical feature was his eyes.
Thor's eyes were actually blue-violet, with flashes like thunder moving within them, clearly different from normal humans, and also from normal enhancers.
In fact, Thor was not an ordinary person.
He was the offspring of enhancers and Beastification People, possessing not only a powerful body but also control over the power of thunder.
That was indeed the origin of his name.
Thunder God Thor!
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The meeting place for the three was at the top of a villa by the sea.
Feeling the slightly fishy sea breeze, Thor twirled the cigar in his hand, "Is the net already cast?"
The two opposite him,
one looked barely in his teens, somewhat immature, wearing a hoodie, more like a high school student than a family helmsman.
His name was Sven; he was the grandson of the former Clan Leader of the White family and the new helmsman of this wealth Empire.
Though Sven appeared to be in his teens, he was nearly forty years old.