The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

At the same time, he told Sunday to start paying attention to Wesley, so as not to cause any accidents to that kid.

After waiting for half an hour, he recovered the dispenser into the castle, cleaned up the storage space by the way, pushed the motorcycle into the storage container at the bottom of the bridge, closed the door and locked himself in the container.

Opened a portal back to the hotel suite in Washington, washed up and slept.

The next morning, I met with Catherine and listened to her report on the sales of bulletproof suits. After talking for a long time, William was actually only interested in the number of 47 sets that Catherine said at the end.

Seeing William who had no patience to listen to her report, Catherine sighed helplessly, but she couldn't do anything about William.

Who made her just a small shareholder, while William is not only the big boss, but also the inventor and the only producer, so he is qualified to be willful.

But Catherine didn't actually have any anger in her heart. Instead, she hoped that William would not care about anything, he would know everything, otherwise nothing would happen to her.

Sending off Catherine, who was in a good mood, William was not in a hurry to put the one billion dollars he just got from Hammer and his son and an unknown amount of antiques into his pocket, lest he be too impatient to be targeted.

Anyway, the money is in an unregistered account, so there is no need to rush.

After dealing with all this, William asked Sunday, "Have you recorded all the assassins in the textile factory? And who is Sloan planning to send to assassinate me?"

"400 spider robots have been monitoring the lair of the Brotherhood of Assassins in all directions. As long as anyone who appears in the textile factory is recorded by me,

Even the Loom of Fate is under our watch.

As for the person who assassinated you, Sloan is probably worried that you are showing too much skill to the outside world, and has been unable to make up his mind who to send on this mission.

I will let you know as soon as I have news."

"Well, how is the defense of Oxford's castle?"

"Don't worry, SIR, thousands of surveillance points have been deployed within ten kilometers of the castle, and there are also thousands of surveillance points within three kilometers of the castle, so no one can escape my surveillance."

"Well, that's good," William nodded reassuringly, and then said to Sunday, "find some financial problems with the castle horse farm or the 3.7 acres of land, and then report to my mother and let her go back to the castle to deal with it."

"No, SIR, Mrs. Lina actually returned to the castle yesterday."

"Ha", hearing that his mother was already in the castle, William couldn't help but haha,

Knowing that my mother is also a very defensive person, when she heard that William had something to do in Washington, she immediately went back to the castle, just in case.

At noon, William was eating lunch, and reported on Sunday, "SIR, Sloan has issued an assassination order for you, and the assassin who will take over the mission is expected to arrive in Washington at three o'clock this afternoon."

While eating lunch, William asked curiously, "Who came to kill me?"

"Bernie Raposon, nicknamed a pharmacologist, is good at using various poisons to kill targets silently"

Putting on the smart glasses, I saw a handsome middle-aged man, "It seems that old guy Sloane is indeed an old fox who can deceive the entire Assassin Brotherhood,

Knowing that using poison is easier than killing me directly, and after success, it is not easy to leave evidence."

However, William plans to get rid of the pharmacologist right now. For William, who can detect poison magic, this pharmacologist is the least threatening candidate for him.

He sipped his wine with a smile, "When the pharmacologist arrives in Washington, please inform me that I plan to fly to Las Vegas in the afternoon to watch the magic show at night."

"Understood, Sir"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the pharmacologist arrived in Washington on time, got out of the airport and took a taxi to the hotel where William was staying.

The pharmacist reported to William on Sunday when he got into the taxi.

Call the suite butler and ask him to prepare the car and leave in 10 minutes. William didn't say where to go.

More than 30 minutes later, Sunday reminded William that the pharmacologist was about to arrive at the hotel. William, who was already fully dressed, left the suite and took the elevator down to the first floor of the hotel.

Deliberately outside the hotel gate, in front of the pharmacologist, I got on the Rolls Royce provided by the hotel and headed for the airport.

After the pharmacist spent some time and a generous tip, and learned from the hotel waiter that William had checked out, he couldn't help but feel annoyed that he didn't follow William's car directly.

It's good now, I came to Washington, but the target suddenly disappeared.

I had to call back to New York and ask Sloan for help.

Sloan did not learn of William's exact whereabouts until five hours later, when William showed up at a Las Vegas hotel to watch a magic show.

After receiving the news, the pharmacologist Mr. Ninja was exhausted and booked a plane to Las Vegas at 1:[-] in the middle of the night.

When he left the Las Vegas airport at 6 o'clock the next morning, he arrived at the hotel where William was staying, and spent some time preparing tools and poison.

Then while William was having breakfast in the dining room, the pharmacologist disguised himself as a cleaner and came to William's suite and quietly added the poison to the whiskey.

Erase the trace, go out quietly, return to the room and quietly wait for the news of William's poisoning, waiting for the pharmacologist, who has not slept all day, to slowly fall asleep.

At noon, the pharmacologist who woke up hurriedly turned on the TV to see if there was any news about William’s poisoning in the news.

But when he turned on the TV, what he saw was the news that William took a dozen professional security guards, guides, and four beautiful and bubbly Las Vegas girls on an outing.

"FK, doesn't this bastard have a girlfriend? Why the fuck dare to openly take four beauties on an outing, MD rich people don't have a good thing."

After scolding, the pharmacologist could only helplessly report the situation to Sloan.

There is no need to deliberately check this news. After the Las Vegas TV station broadcast it, many TV stations across the United States rebroadcasted the news.

Sloan rubbed his temples, and said helplessly to the pharmacologist, "You wait for William Devonhill to come back in Las Vegas."

"All right".

After waiting for three days, he finally heard the news of William's return. Unfortunately, before he had a chance, he heard the news that William had returned to New York directly.

This made the pharmacist furious, and after he took the plane back to New York, he learned from a friend of the Assassin Brotherhood that