Accompanying them were a few white coats and some compact scientific equipment.
The fierce old man had already taken a shower and changed his clothes.
He followed behind Brian, curiously observing the group and exclaimed, "Kid, how long have we known each other, and you already mixed up with so much power and influence?"
the fierce old man was genuinely astonished.
A little over a year ago,
he had thought about taking care of Brian.
Turned out he was of no use at all.
A year later, this kid waved his hand, and there was a military escort of elite soldiers.
The key was the several helicopters that came over, which were clearly equipped with missiles.
But those things were not key.
The key was the right to fly freely in the Los Angeles Metropolitan Area.
That meant Brian had really established himself in this metropolis, and was doing quite well too.
