The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Seeing the dozens of werewolves rushing into the living room, William standing in the middle of the hall pointed at the running werewolves and said excitedly.

"Kill them all".

"Crack", the blue eyes of the eight robots immediately turned red, they pulled out the swords decorated with various decorations on their bodies, turned and walked towards the werewolves.

Just when the werewolf in the lead thought that the eight armored robots would only slash at close range, the weapon clips popped out from the shoulders of the three robots with the best shooting angles.

"Bang, bang, bang".

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and seven or eight werewolves were shot immediately, rolling and hitting the surrounding furniture or walls, and the nano-silver liquid in the bullets immediately flowed to the whole body along with their blood.

"Ah, ah, ah," came a cry of pain,

"silver".

All the werewolves who had been hit by the silver bullet were immediately transformed by the nanosilver, struggling and screaming on the ground in pain.

Before the other werewolves could react, Sunday, who was sure that the silver bullet was effective, reported to William while directing the eight robots, waving their swords and rushing into the remaining wolves.

There is no use of thermal weapons, not because William is in a daze, but because he wants to test how much metal the werewolf's claws can tear apart.

So when eight robots made of different metals rushed into the encirclement, the brutal hand-to-hand combat started immediately, and the whole hall was filled with the sound of swords and knives and werewolves' claws and teeth breaking.

After several rounds of fighting, except for two robots made of ordinary steel, they were suppressed by five or six werewolves and their arms were dismantled, and they were destroyed after their flaws were exposed.

The other six robots, whose whole bodies were covered in metal, didn't defend at all, and just waved their swords to attack the enemies around them.

The werewolf who wanted to take the opportunity to attack William was cut in half by Mark III's own laser before he got close. After losing five or six heads, no werewolf dared to rush towards William for a while.

After fighting for a few minutes, the whole hall was full of stumps and broken arms. The fewer and fewer werewolves were beaten, no matter how crazy they were, they couldn't help but start to feel frightened. The few who seemed to be more flexible had already started to retreat slowly.

After fighting for so long, the data collected on Sunday was about the same. The remaining six robots immediately gave up fighting alone and began to cooperate with each other to kill the remaining dozen werewolves.

The four werewolves hiding behind the formation looked at each other, turned around and ran away.

Before they ran out of the hall, a group of spiders who had been ambushing in the early morning jumped directly from the ceiling and jumped onto them. Their metal legs were inserted into the werewolf's body, and a burst of lightning flashed.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak", the four werewolves were electrocuted to the ground within a few seconds, and the battle between the six robots also ended.

After the last werewolf was grabbed and crushed by a robot made of titanium alloy like the Mark III battle armor, William nodded in satisfaction.

"Clean the basement and all the rooms, and kill any aliens here."

"Understood, Sir".

The self-explosive aircraft in the sky began to crash into the room hiding the werewolf one after another. After a series of low-pitched self-explosions, the whole room was full of nano-silver mist.

The six robots that were still in good condition carried the weapons in their hands and walked to the basement in a tactical formation, leaving a titanium alloy robot guarding the passage leading to the basement.

The others scattered, and at the prompt of the spider, together with the triangular aircraft that had not yet exploded, they hunted down any werewolves found.

It didn't take long for roars to spread from the ground into the hall.

William walked to the four stunned werewolves, opened the portal, and kicked into the secret base of Yellowstone Park one by one.

Then look at the alien who was hit by the silver bullet at the beginning and has now turned back into a human form.

He stepped on a alien who had been shot by a bullet and survived. Seeing the fear in his eyes, William took out a Glock with a silver bullet from the storage space and shot it in the heart. Seconds, the guy was out of breath.

Walking to the side of a living alien, he fired two shots at its arm and thigh. After a while, the veins of the opponent's body were covered with dark silver, and he screamed in pain for a while before he lost his breath.

It seems that one silver bullet can make the werewolves lose their resistance, but it takes three shots to kill them, or destroy their hearts and brains.

After getting the data he wanted, William looked at the various fragmented body parts in the hall with disgust, opened a portal,

Said to Sunday, "clean up the traces here".

"OK, SIR".

Not long after, more than a dozen cleaning robots from the Yellowstone Park base entered the hall through the transfer gate and began to clean.

William sat down on a sofa and asked Sunday, "You've been monitoring this place for several days. Can a strange scanning device that detects the characteristics of werewolves be made?"

Sunday replied, "Yes, SIR, but I can't assure you that the heterogeneous scanner can find all werewolves without confirming that all werewolves have the same signs as the werewolves here."

William curled his lips and said, "It doesn't matter. The data can be sorted out slowly. If you find one, scan and kill one. My goal now is to clean up all the werewolves that can be found near Oxford and London Manor."

After thinking for a while, William said, "Replace all the robots in the castle and manor with titanium alloys, and then produce 100 ordinary alloy robots in Yellowstone Park."

"SIR, are you sure? 16 sets for the castle, 12 sets for the manor will cost 2.8 million US dollars, and 100 sets of alloy plate armor warriors will cost 1 million US dollars."

"Okay, it's not the Mark III armor on me, I'm still willing to pay 3.8 million."

After a pause, William continued, "By the way, there is no need for the new batch of robots to be shaped exactly like medieval plate armored warriors. Make it look better for me."

"Sorry, SIR, there are only practical options in my logic library, and there are no good-looking options, so this is up to you to choose, but I will select some mecha shapes that are praised by most humans in the database for your reference."

"Okay", it's really difficult for artificial intelligence to understand what style I like.

Seeing from the virtual image of the helmet that the underground has been cleaned up, William got up and walked into the basement along the passage,

Along the way, he used the pulse beam in the palm of his hand to clean up a few random aliens, all the way to the bottom hall.

As soon as he walked in, he saw two robots fighting with several werewolves. William raised his hands and aimed two pulse beams at the two werewolves.

Then the weapon racks on both shoulders were opened, and three miniature missiles of "咻, 咻, 咻" were launched, and three muffled sounds of "Boom, Boom, Boom" came.

The two robots took the opportunity to swing the knight swords in their hands, and slashed at the still-dead werewolf.