After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 349 - 322: The Great Purge (1 More)

Chapter 349: Chapter 322: The Great Purge (1 More)

In the end, it was clear who had taken the treasures away.

The Fisher Family lost face once again.

After putting in so much effort, they ended up with nothing in the end.

Bob Dawson was the worst off, as all his treasures had been taken away.

"Dad."

In the Fisher Family’s medical room, Filbert Fisher clenched his fists and hung his head in front of Zachary Fisher.

Zachary Fisher leaned against the bed.

After leaving Dark City, they went straight back to the Fisher Family.

They didn’t dare to delay on the way.

"What happened in Dark City has surely spread by now. Talks of the Fisher Family’s weakening power will surely create a wave of gossip. As to who our enemy is, we still don’t know. Remember, if you encounter such people in the future, do not provoke them."

Recalling his conversation with the masked girl, Filbert Fisher tightened his fists, "Dad, I understand."

"Our losses this time are quite significant, and the family will surely have opinions about us."

"Dad, why don’t we bring those people back? As long as we use them properly, nothing bad will happen."

Filbert Fisher was referring to the Europeans.

Zachary Fisher shook his head, "Have you forgotten how Travis Fisher died?"

Filbert Fisher pursed his lips and didn’t speak again.

But in his heart, he was unwilling.

This loss not only affected the Fisher Family but also made them lose face in front of everyone.

Furthermore, how could he explain this to Ella Stephens?

Although Ella didn’t say anything, she must be very disappointed in her heart.

Zachary Fisher led his people into Dark City, causing the loss of several ancient martial artists and angering the Fisher Family’s Elder Group.

Zachary Fisher was still lying in bed when the Elder Group came.

*

Stronghold building.

Chloe Stephens received the cards from Len Hawthorne.

"There’s enough money in those cards to last you a lifetime."

Len Hawthorne accepted her share of the treasures and converted them into cash for her.

The conversion fees taken were quite high; otherwise, he would have made a loss doing this.

No matter how much he spoiled her, he still had to keep proper accounts.

Chloe understood this.

If she went to sell the treasures herself, they would undoubtedly be treated as antiques.

By that time, she wouldn’t receive a single penny.

"If it weren’t for Little Chloe discovering the treasures in Dark City, no one would have known they were there," Len Hawthorne put down his cigarette and looked at Chloe.

"The transaction is successful, I’ll leave first."

"Wait a moment."

"Hmm?"

"Little Chloe, no matter what happens in the future, find big brother first."

"I will find you."

Chloe didn’t know who else to turn to anyway.

Since he told her to find him, she wouldn’t hesitate.

*

"Team Hawthorne."

Only after the little girl left did the team member bring up the addresses retrieved online.

Len Hawthorne took a look.

The team member said, "Calvin Lawson is quite good at hiding, completely avoiding our search."

Len Hawthorne’s slender fingers slid across the tablet, quickly uncovering some traces.

"Supporting Little Chloe online, what else does he want to do?"

"As long as Team Hawthorne is around, Calvin Lawson will definitely stay far away."

Although they didn’t know why.

Len Hawthorne handed the tablet back to him, "Just keep an eye on the latest entertainment news. As soon as there are any traces of him, send someone over immediately."

"Just keep an eye on it?"

"Keep an eye on it."

"Won’t that be too labor-intensive?"

"This old man, if we don’t watch him, he will cause trouble sooner or later."

The Slaughter Squad’s responsibilities were truly overwhelming.

The team member felt the crushing pressure closing in.

*

Kenneth Stephens’ car had just left Dark City as well.

On the way back.

They just happened to run into Adam Stephens and his group.

At the doorstep of the Stephens Family home, the two sat in the back seat, rolling down the car windows and nodding slightly to each other.

Chloe watched as Kenneth’s gaze shifted from Adam Stephens to Alex Stephens.

With a hint of a smile, her expression was meaningful.

"Father."

Alex looked at Adam.

Adam said indifferently, "Don’t mind it."

"Recently, there have been many people appointed by their side in the company. Will this affect your position?"

"It will have some impact, but that’s the effect I want."

"Father, what are you planning to do?"

"A massive purge."

Adam squinted his eyes, his expression icy.

Through their interactions during this time, Alex gradually understood some things.

Everyone in the Stephens family wanted to seize the power of Building 3.

Or to say that the people of Pierce Stephens’ generation wanted to replace him and become the true ruler of the Stephens family.

Adam had been half-disabled before, but now, under Chloe’s medication, he was gradually recovering.

He could feel it himself.

He used to be cautious in what he did because of his half-disabled body, and he had many things hidden in the dark.

Now, Adam has nothing to worry about anymore.

His wife and daughter can have some self-protection abilities, and he won’t be so restrained in his actions.

Despite this, he still needs to wait for the right timing.

Upon hearing this, Alex knew of Adam’s plan.

Alex was even more cautious now.

*

Morning.

Riley called Chloe and planned to send out some surplus medicinal herbs from the Fisher Family.

Having those herbs in her hands would be a waste, so it’s better to give them to Chloe for refining medicine.

Filbert Fisher also planned to go out.

Upon encountering Riley with the medicinal herbs in her hand, Filbert Fisher called out, "Stop."

"What do you want, Brother Filbert?"

"What’s that in your hand?"

"It’s my own stuff. It’s got nothing to do with you."

"Now, anything in your hands has to do with the Fisher Family," Filbert Fisher stretched out his hand, a cold expression on his face, "Give it to me."

"Why should I give it to you?"

Riley sneered.

Filbert Fisher frowned, trying to snatch it from her.

Riley dodged it easily and counterattacked.

Filbert Fisher was unexpectedly harsh in his actions.

Amazingly, Riley managed to evade his blow.

In the midst of it, she even counterattacked.

Filbert Fisher compressed his astonishment, then retreated.

He stared coldly at Riley.

"Your meridians have been cleared!"

"Brother Filbert, I’m not under your control. If you want anything from me, you must talk to Granny."

"Don’t think that with Granny backing you up, you can live an easy life in the Fisher Family."

"I never thought that. Otherwise, how could I be your opponent today? Beware, Brother Filbert, you may have regressed during this time. Be careful that the young descendants of our family might surpass you and take your place."

Seeing the mockery on Riley’s face, Filbert Fisher’s fists clenched.

"Riley."

Patrick Lewis, who drove over, called her name.

Riley slightly nodded at Filbert Fisher, then turned around and left.

Watching Riley’s back as she got in the car and left, Filbert Fisher’s expression became even darker.

Some things seemed to have gotten out of their control.

In the Fisher family, he had never experienced such mockery before.

Neither from outside nor within.

Especially recently in Dark City and with the Stephens family, the unexpected incidents were increasing.

Everything went wrong.

He now suspected that someone was secretly stealing his fortune.

Otherwise, how could things change like this?

Filbert clenched his fists and walked out the door.

Zachary Fisher was being questioned by the Elder Group, trying to pull him down from his position as the family leader.

So he had to go out and try to build relationships with other people.

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