The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Then I thought that I had to hand over to the boss behind John Wick, a piece of evidence of all the relationships on the east coast and the bribery of some big shots in his possession,

Vigo was in pain, and asked Abram, "Do you know who John Wick's boss is?"

"Sorry, what?" Abram was stunned for a second, not knowing why, and suddenly had the idea that William was the boss of John Wick. He had a hunch that he might move closer to William in the future.

So Abram shook his head without revealing any flaws and said, "I don't know, I've told you everything I know. After meeting Mr. Winston at the Continental Hotel, I mentioned a few words,

But Winston was very tight-lipped, and he seemed to be very jealous of the boss behind John Wick, so I didn't dare to try again."

It's a pity that Vigo didn't hear Abram's cryptic persuasion at all, or he heard it, but he pretended that he didn't understand it and automatically filtered it.

"FK, we even know who the person is. Not only do we have to give him the handle of our business for many years, but we also have to pay 3 layers of profits every year. Now it seems that we are too disadvantaged."

Hearing Vigo's complaints, Abram's heart skipped a beat. Vigo, is this guy looking for death? Damn bastard Vigo, don't pull me if you want to die.

Staring into Vigo's eyes, he said quietly, "You can try not to pay, and see if John Wick will come to you."

Seeing Vigo's uncertain face, Abram hastily persuaded, "Don't you think that Pushkin, the biggest villain, has not been killed yet, but John Wick's boss keeps him from using him in New York.

What does this mean?This shows that the behind-the-scenes boss has sufficient manpower, not only sufficient manpower, but also no worse than John Wick, or even stronger."

After Vigo nodded thoughtfully, Abram continued, "One John Wick is enough to give us a headache, if there are two or more."

Abram shuddered, not daring to imagine the consequences of offending William.

"Okay, I'll just pay it." Vigo was also frightened by Abram's words, and when he thought about it in his mind, he would meet a group of people no worse than John Wick who would come to him, and Vigo would fight just like Abram. With a shiver, he reluctantly agreed.

After dealing with the scavengers who came to dispose of the corpse, Vigo and Abram returned to their lair to wait for the news that their boss Pushkin had been killed.

Chapter 322. Chapter 320 It's time to get rid of Pushkin

At 8:[-] the next morning, William woke up with his girlfriend in his arms, kissed Ambrosio who was sleeping soundly on the cheek, got up alone and walked into the kitchen of the yacht, took out the leftover food from last night and made a simple breakfast.

While making breakfast, he listened to Sunday's report on what happened after he slept last night.

I was annoyed and helpless at the fact that Vigo hesitated and was almost fascinated by money. I knew very well that it is normal for Vigo or others to hesitate in the face of huge profits.

And William understands that as long as he continues to withdraw money from Vigo, their conflicts will be inevitable in the future. I hope that Vigo will not have other ideas during the five-year agreement, otherwise.

Fortunately, John Wick decisively killed Ted and his gang, and did not give the two brothers Vigo any choice, only one way to the end.

This incident also made William understand that the matter of killing Pushkin cannot be delayed any longer. The ghost knows what accidents will happen during this period. He told Sunday: "Notify McCall to do it when you are ready. If it is delayed for a long time, there will be accidents." .

"Understood, SIR, the order has been issued", and then reported on Sunday:

"When you were resting last night, I had sorted out the information of all the people above the level of the little leader of the polar bear gang in Eastern Europe that I could find. Should these information be sent to Mr. Gareth Mallory in London now?"

"Of course, I don't want to be a gangster, so it's useless to keep it in my hands," William said.

"Understood, the information has been sent, and the password is Mr. Mallory's birthday."

"Hey." William smiled, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message with the words 'your birthday' to Gareth Mallory.

After breakfast, William went back to the bedroom and woke up Ambrosio. After breakfast, the two chatted with each other on the third deck to pass the time.

At noon, Ambrosio went to prepare lunch, and William, who was fishing alone on the fishing platform, heard Sunday’s voice from his headphones,

"SIR, Mr. Gareth Mallory replied that they agreed to your terms, and you can now send someone to inspect the batch of Chinese antiques."

"Hey, it seems that the next generation of these glamorous aristocrats really have few real skills, forcing those old guys who are about to see God to even do this kind of disgraceful business."

These days, nobility would be dumbfounded if they had no money. In this era, the title of nobility in England is just a title for the English nobles to entertain themselves. There is no difference between a noble without money and a poor family.

"Notify Abigail that the time is tight, start working after a day off, sort out the value and authenticity of those antiques and send them to me as soon as possible,

If the value of this batch of antique collections is really good, then I can only trade the Faraday Group to Grand Duke German and let them make money in the present and I make money in the future.

No matter how good a yacht company is, it is impossible not to achieve a tenfold or a hundredfold increase in value, but I don’t know if their descendants will regret it and scold their father.”

"The message has been sent, SIR, I think your guess is [-]% likely."

"Haha, on Sunday, I found that you are getting skinny, but I like it",

"thanks".

After dealing with these matters, having lunch, and resting for more than an hour, at 2 pm, William and Ambrosio put on their swimsuits and played happily in the sea for more than an hour, finally experiencing the feeling of exercising in the sea .

It's just that the four consecutive high-intensity fitness exercises in less than a day made Ambrosio a little unbearable. He loves and fears William, so he can only hang up the exemption card tonight.

Stayed at sea for three days, fishing, diving, and exercising every day. In the early morning of the fourth day, William just woke up and reported on Sunday that McCall and Antonov, who were far away in Moscow, were ready to kill Pushkin.

"Has the equipment been sent over?" William asked.

"It was sent to Mr. Antonov last night",

"What about the confidentiality of the equipment?"

"No problem, this time the device is more confidential. After activation, the device will self-destruct as long as it is 1 meter away from the operating personnel for 10 seconds or if I can't receive the signal," replied Sunday.

"Very good, I hope the people in this operation can pass the test." William nodded in satisfaction. "When will the operation start? Has Antonov and his family escaped the polar bear safely?"

"The action time was set one hour later, at 4 pm Moscow time. At that time, Pushkin came back from hunting and the manor's defenses were at their weakest.

As for Mr. Antonov’s family, due to the delay of 2 days, the family members of the operatives left Moscow for Belarus yesterday. They should be able to arrive in Estonia this afternoon. After changing trains, they will arrive in Poland and German border,

As long as they arrive in Germany, someone will pick them up and go to the Swiss Iron Cross Mountain Resort to wait for Antonov and them, and there will be no problem in terms of safety."

"Good, remind me when the action starts",