After killing six werewolves instantly with the Golden Slash, White Lion was stunned for a moment. 'This is bad. I forgot to leave them alive.'
He immediately searched the werewolves' bodies but did not manage to find any identity information. All he found was a cell phone.
White Lion switched on the cell phone and looked at the call history. Then he made a call.
After the other party picked up the call, he asked, "Hello? Is this Anfei? Have you caught Catherine? "
White Lion smiled. "If you're talking about those six puppies, I've already killed them."
Fossa frowned, and his gaze turned cold. "Who are you?"
"Silver Shield, White Lion."
"Silver Shield's surviving members? You have no idea who you've offended... I swear... No matter where you flee to... No matter who is protecting you... Our Gambino family will... "Before Fossa could finish his words, White Lion had already hung up.
White Lion's attitude made Fossa feel even more infuriated, and he crushed the cell phone in his hand.
Allen Douglas asked, "What's wrong? How's Catherine? "
Fossa threw a glance at this American magnate and said calmly, "Take them away."
Although he was furious that White Lion had killed his subordinates, even if the Silver Shield still had a few extraordinary humans left, it would only be a minor problem. Right now, his most important mission was to bring Allen Douglas back to the Gambino family and hasten the process of taking over the Douglas family's wealth.
At that time, with the Gambino family's power expanding once again, the number of werewolves under his master would increase once again. He might even be able to advance from a fourth generation werewolf to a third generation werewolf, possessing even greater power.
At the thought of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he got his subordinates to bring Douglas to one of the Gambino family's manor on the West Coast.
...
In a manor on the West Coast, two Caucasian men, one old and one young, were sitting opposite each other. A game of chess was placed before them, and the two of them stared at it without blinking. A short moment later, the old man lifted his head and smiled bitterly, "Jefferson, your standards are getting better and better."
The young man called Jefferson smiled and said, "Mister Fitch, how do you feel now?"
"How do I feel?" Fitch took a deep breath, feeling how strong and strong his body, which had been old and decrepit to begin with, was now. Under his aged appearance, he could feel that his muscles and internal organs were even healthier than when he was in university.
"I've never felt so good before."
Fitch used to be a high-ranking officer in the FBI. Ever since the emergence of supernatural powers 30 years ago, he was sent to the Law Enforcement Department to be in charge of supernatural affairs.
After so many years of ups and downs, although he was still a mortal, he had become the person in charge of the West Coast Law Enforcement Department. He could be said to be a high-ranking official.
But no matter how much power and wealth he had, he couldn't buy back his lost youth.
A week ago, his body deteriorated rapidly. His internal organs were failing, and he was on the verge of death.
It was at this moment that the new leader of the Gambino family, Tom, appeared before him and turned him into a werewolf.
Since then, his physical body had once again regained its health. In fact, it was even healthier than it had been in his youth.
For these old people who had grasped wealth and power, there was nothing more desirable than regaining their youth.
"That's good." Hearing Fitch's words, young Jefferson smiled as well. "Then I'll leave the rest to you."
"Don't worry." Old Fitch broke into a smile of one of his own. In the following period of time, he would introduce the high-ranking officials from the Law Enforcement Department and the various government departments in the West Coast to Tom, bewitching them one by one into becoming werewolves.
He believed that with the temptation of a longer lifespan and extraordinary powers, this would be a piece of cake. It would not just be the West Coast. When the time came, the FBI, the Department of Defense, the Congress, and even the President might all join in. The entire United States would welcome a new era.
Just then, a subordinate dressed in a black suit walked in, leaned over to young Jefferson, and said, "Sir, Fossa and the others have brought Allen back."
Jefferson's eyes lit up, and after a series of attacks, he finally managed to capture Allen Douglas. Allen's wealth and connections were what his master desperately needed.
"Bring them over."
A short moment later, Allen Douglas, Diana, Elena, and the others walked over.
Looking at Jefferson and Fitch, Allen's countenance turned grim. Clearly, he had not expected that Fitch, a high-ranking official from the Law-Enforcing Department, would be so close to the Gambino family.
Allen could not understand why a high-ranking official from the Law-Enforcing Department would hold the Gambino family in such high regard, even allowing them to do so many crazy things.
Fitch smiled and did not say anything. He looked at Allen as if he was looking at a clown.
However, Jefferson shrugged, and in that instant, he swelled up, turning into a huge silver wolf that was over four meters tall. The muscles all over the huge wolf's body were like pieces of rock, and its sharp teeth gleamed with an astonishing cold gleam. Although it did not do anything to attack and merely stood there, it was like a ferocious beast. Everyone present felt their mouths go dry, and they had the misconception that their lives were in the hands of the other party.
Jefferson, who had turned into a huge silver wolf, said, "Allen Douglas, do you want to know why our Gambino family is able to defeat you? Why is the Law-Enforcing Department unwilling to touch us? "
"I can tell you that the reason is very simple. It's because we have powers and potential that no one in the world can underestimate. We can even bestow longevity to others.
"Our Master, the great Tom Gambino, has mastered the method to turn humans into werewolves. "There are a total of five generations of werewolves. The weakest fifth generation werewolves will have a lifespan of 150 years after transforming. Their speed will be as fast as a galloping horse, and they can kill lions and tigers with a single punch.
"Fourth generation werewolves will have a lifespan of 200 years, and they can compete with sports cars in terms of speed and strength with trucks.
"Third generation werewolves will have a lifespan of 250 years, and they can crush buildings and send tanks flying with their punches.
"Second generation werewolves will be like me …"
Under the astonished gazes of Allen, Diana, and the others, Jefferson turned into a silver bolt of lightning. His body moved slightly, and with a flash, he appeared behind Elena. He reached out with his claws and slapped Elena to the ground. Even though this young girl, who had a level-up system and was known as a humanoid tank, was currently unable to put up any resistance. She was like a toy, pressed down on the ground by the huge wolf's claws. She was unable to move at all no matter how hard she tried.
Jefferson said calmly, "Right now, the Gambino family has over 200 werewolves. There are also three second generation werewolves like me. In the future, there will be countless high ranking officials and tycoons joining us. Our influence will soon encompass the entire West Coast and even the United States. "So, are you still going to resist? Allen Douglas? "
Both Allen and Diana's countenances were pale. The power and potential that Jefferson displayed were simply astonishing, making them unable to summon any will to resist.
However, just then, wolf howls suddenly rang out in the distance. The sounds of battle rang out.
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