The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

William didn't want to go out now, but Abigail misunderstood that he refused because he didn't want her to worry, so she hugged William excitedly and licked his mouth several times.

Ten minutes later, Sunday's voice came from the bedroom again, "SIR, I think you have to look at this".

"Huh?" He was planning to take a nap to recharge his energy so that he could deal with the situation that might arise at night. Hearing this, he knew that something must have happened. He shrugged his shoulders and said to Gail, "You heard that something must have happened."

Gail hesitated for a few seconds before nodding, took William's hand and said worriedly, "Honey, if it's not necessary, don't do it yourself, let your subordinates do everything."

"Okay, okay, I'm more regretful than you can imagine, and I won't do things I'm not sure about." After giving Abigail a sip, he turned and went downstairs to the basement.

As soon as he sat on the sofa, the virtual imaging table in front of him emitted beams of light, and two photos appeared in front of William.

One is a church, the other is a big fat man,

"SIR, the two people in the photo are Ray Monroe, the deputy head of C1A of the church and the United States. I can only notice this because Mr. Church, when he was talking to Ray Monroe,

Tapped me in Morse code on the phone you gave him, and I recorded their conversation."

"Let's play it." William nodded. It seemed that something bad happened to him, so the church had to use this kind of luck-based method in his opinion to issue a warning.

As soon as the call was played, the church said in a low voice, "I don't agree, gad, Ray, have you thought about the consequences, if William Devon Hill found out that we were the last ones to do this,

Not only you and I will face his crazy revenge, but you may also completely offend the whole of England, and even the whole of Europa's allies.

You should know that you saved Agnes, the head of Germany, their king Philip, and hundreds of England's upper echelons directly from William Devon Hill,

He has been an immobile taboo since he indirectly rescued French leader Kellner Bacon and Italian leader Anthony Goldsman.

You actually want me to blow him up now, am I crazy or you are crazy, it’s the best outcome for us to go to jail if this gets out.”

"Hey, I understand what you said, but," Ray Monroe said after a pause, "William Devonhill is at this time, under this circumstance, we can contact the whole of London, and we have the ability to rescue Benjamin immediately. The person who ranks first among the people,

You saw his performance this morning. Not only did he save hundreds of people by himself, but he also took care of 16 Kongbu elements by himself.

I am so powerful, I believe that in his base camp in London, there must be a secret subordinate with very strong combat and intelligence capabilities.

Church, none of us know if Benjamin was killed or not, but if he is all right and hiding somewhere, then we must send someone to rescue him immediately,

But what was the result of your contact with him?William Devinhill knew that we were looking for him to find Benjamin, but he didn't listen, completely disregarding our feelings and interests,

In this case, I can’t think of any other way to get him to help us other than to make him hate the Bubu elements.”

Chapter 483. Chapter 480 [-] I'm sorry I just took a nap

"Money", the word suddenly popped out from the church after a few seconds of silence.

"FK, do you think I don't know about this option?" Ray Monroe said angrily, "Gad, how much do I have to pay William Devonhill to hire him?"

"Let's put it another way, talk to him about the conditions and give him benefits. As long as the conditions we offer can make him fall in love, I can't think of William, who is desperate for money, would refuse.

Ray, I know William, otherwise you wouldn't be looking for me, the ex-C1A director who is already waiting to resign, talking to him about money is safer than blowing up Devonhill Square, otherwise you better hope we both will not be detected.

That lunatic William Devonhill may even set his eyes on our family for revenge, don't tell me you don't know what he did, he is more cold-blooded and ruthless than we imagined,

Even if he won't retaliate immediately because we are in a high position, but people like us always have ordinary times, and then how are you going to face William Devonhill who has so much money that he doesn't know how to spend it."

Thinking of the information he saw about what William did, Ray Monroe thought for a long time this time,

"I can't think of any conditions I can put forward to impress a person who can earn hundreds of millions of dollars a day, and I am only the deputy head of C1A,

Monroe was silent for another moment, then sighed, "Forget it, I'll report this to Mr. Trum Bull, the vice president, in private, and see how he decides."

"That's the best. I suggest that you don't care about what conditions you can give William. In short, agree to him first, and then talk about the rest of the rescue of Benjamin. Goodbye, Ray."

"Wait, don't go, go wait outside the conference room, maybe Mr. Trum-Bull needs to hear your assessment of William Devonhill."

"Understood, I'll wait outside the meeting room, but I have to change into a military uniform. From now on, my relationship with you is no longer a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but a relationship of colleagues. From now on, please call me Colonel Colton." .

The call ended here, and Sunday said, "SIR, I monitored Monroe afterwards and found that he has not given up on the idea of ​​​​putting fried eggs in the four commercial buildings in Devonhill Square."

On Sunday, Duan Ray - Monroe and other people's calls continued,

"Let our people secretly go to Devonhill Square and install remote-controlled fried eggs in the four commercial buildings belonging to William Devonhill. We had no choice but to force him to come closer to us."

"Understood" came an elderly male voice, "Just pretend you don't know about this, I will take care of it."

Monroe thought for a while and said, "OK".

At the end of the conversation, William hurriedly asked, "Who? Who is the last person?"

"Ward Abbott, C1A Special Operations Director, SIR".

"Information, give me this information called Ward Abbott." The familiar name made William stand up suddenly, and he couldn't help thinking that it was a fragment of that memory.

It was quiet for a few seconds on Sunday and suddenly reported, "SIR, I need to hack into a special server, and I need your authorization."

"Is there a risk of exposure? If there is no risk, find this old man."

"Understood," the Sunday Times reported half a minute later, "director of the Ward-Abbott stumbling block program."

"FK," thinking about what is the stumbling block plan, and then thinking about the purpose and original intention of the stumbling block plan, as well as action habits,

William laughed, "This is fun, the old bastard Ward Abbott will definitely blow up my building,

I didn't expect that I even made a plan for how to make Barkawi's family take the blame, and now someone jumped out to help me complete the plan,

But, hey, this is the best way, lest the Barkawi family don’t do it, I have to blow up my own commercial building, maybe I can kill two birds with one stone in the end.”

Then William ordered loudly, "Send the black vane drone and the spider robot to stare at the US foreign embassy in Devonhill Square,