Ulysses was frightened and looked around quickly. When he saw no one else, he remembered that he and Craig were the only ones in the secret room. Instantly, he began to sweat on his forehead.
Since Craig dared to say this, and this guy has always been so calm, it's hard to believe.
Ulysses immediately thought that the other party was not as harmless as it seemed. If Craig wanted to take action, he would be in trouble.
"Don't worry, you're still useful. You won't die." Craig smiled as if he didn't see Ulysses' hand reaching for his lower back.
He tightened the bulletproof gloves on his hands, "As for what happens in the future, it depends on how useful you are, but if your subordinates don't die, the deal between us will be exposed.
And there shouldn’t be any need to say more about whether one person will keep these gold and diamonds exclusively, or will they be distributed among your subordinates?”
"You are so blatantly making extra money, aren't you afraid that your boss will find out?"
That's what he said, but Ulysses was actually moved. Even if he didn't get rid of these men today, he would do it in the future.
After all, several of his subordinates who have been following him in the past few years, although they know about the existence of vibranium, but no one has bought it for ten thousand dollars per gram for many years, they have exhausted the confidence of several close friends, and they have long stopped using vibranium.
I took things to heart.
But today, not only did someone actually buy it, but it was also sold at a sky-high price of 2.5 billion U.S. dollars. Once people like myself break up due to trust, the vibranium incident will definitely spread throughout the world.
This not only hinders him, Ulysses, from getting rich, but don't take action against Wakanda again by then.
He himself has become the target of all the forces in the underground world. After all, with $10,000 per gram, everyone wants to get involved.
Not to mention that there were many people pointing their guns at him just now.
Ulysses never hesitated to deal with those who wanted him dead.
"how do you want to do it?"
Craig smiled and lowered his hand with bulletproof gloves to protect his head from being attacked.
"It's very simple. I'll punch you on the forehead. It's better to bleed a little, and then walk out. You wait for a few seconds and pretend not to be knocked unconscious. You chase me out and shout that the diamond is fake."
After Ulysses thought about it and put a smile on his face, Craig continued, "During the battle, I will be responsible for the main attack, and you will be responsible for shooting behind the scenes.
After killing these people and transporting the gold back to the speedboat, I will send you to Switzerland. As for which bank to deposit the money in, that is your problem."
"How can I believe that you don't want to take the opportunity to kill me?"
"Simple." Ulysses, who was only two meters away from Craig, only felt that Craig was shorter. The hand holding the pistol on his waist had not yet drawn out the gun.
His neck was pinched tightly by plier-like hands and he was easily lifted up.
When he reacted and wanted to draw his gun because he couldn't breathe, Craig let go of his hand.
"Cough, cough, cough," Ulysses, whose neck was almost broken, lay on the ground and coughed violently.
Craig pulled out the cz83 from his armpit, checked the ammunition, and said to Ulysses with a smile, "Look, it's too easy to kill you, and that ridiculous M9 on your waist can't break me.
This suit is worth five million pounds."
After taking a few deep breaths to recover, Ulysses lay on the ground and cursed secretly, "Damn it, I hate these rich guys."
Then I thought that instead of letting Craig punch me, I might as well do it myself.
He took out the M9 from his waist, held the barrel of the gun, and hit his forehead with the handle of the gun.
With a "pop" sound, blood began to flow from Ulysses' forehead instantly, and within a few seconds his face was covered in blood.
"Very good, so we have reached an agreement. I will help you kill all the people on the ship, and you will pay me 500 million US dollars, right?"
"No", Ulysses lay on the ground, raised his hand and said ferociously, "Do you think I'm an idiot? It's not half a billion US dollars in cash, but gold."
Craig raised his eyebrows and nodded with some pity, "Gold is gold. Are you ready, buddy? Don't be killed by your own people soon."
Ulysses, who had already laid down and pretended to be dead, raised his head again and said, "No, you and I are on the same team now. Don't make a mistake, otherwise your boss will not be able to get other vibranium."
"Don't worry, my boss said that if I keep you, you won't die."
After saying this, Craig reached into his pocket, took out a chess rook, and whispered something.
He opened the alloy door of the secret room, threw the car out and immediately closed the alloy door.
After a muffled "boom", the huge noise instantly caused the four men of Ulysses who were guarding outside the secret room to cover their ears with their hands and lean against the metal cabin, roaring loudly and in pain.
Looking at the picture that appeared in the smart glasses, Craig opened the alloy door, walked out of the secret room quickly, and grabbed the person closest to him.
"Click", without using both hands, he pinched the opponent's neck with one hand, and as soon as his wrist exerted force, the opponent's neck was broken by him.
Then he turned around and kicked a person lying on the ground in the head. There was another 'click' sound, and the second person instantly fell to the ground.
Grabbing the person whose neck was broken, he hit the person aside who was trying to hold back his dizziness and wanted to pick up the gun.
"Bump", the third person was knocked out and hit hard against the metal wall of the cabin. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
As for the fourth person, he was frightened and ran away staggeringly with his head in his hands.
After killing three mercenaries so easily that had taken a lot of effort to kill in the past, Craig suddenly had no intention of taking action again.
It's really such a simple thing, and there's no sense of accomplishment at all when you do it.
"On Sunday, let the combat robot take action. I will go to the lowest cabin and put a few pawn-type bombs. After Ulysses and I leave, we will sink the freighter directly into the sea."
"Understood, the combat robots are being launched and are expected to arrive on the ship in five seconds."
"Well", now that the battle robot was released, Craig simply threw an anesthetized chess piece into the secret room to anesthetize Ulysses to prevent him from seeing the battle robot.
Craig walked more than a dozen steps down the cabin when he heard the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the metal deck, which echoed throughout the entire freighter.
Then there was the sound of battle robots jumping from high altitude one after another and hitting the deck.
When Craig placed ten pawns and chess pieces in the weak spot on the bottom of the boat, he deliberately smoked a cigar for ten minutes and walked into the cabin.
Not only has the battle been settled, but the hundreds of explosion-proof vacuum glass tubes containing original vibranium in the secret room have also been transported into the spaceship by robots.
Looking at Ulysses who was still unconscious on the ground, Craig heard Sunday's voice in his ears, "Do you need me to help you transport the gold box to the speedboat?"
"Of course", there is free labor, Craig does not want to transport ten tons of gold by hand.
"Wait a minute, if I don't have to return the speedboat, let's just transport the gold to the Kun-type spacecraft."
A minute later, Sunday replied that the gold had been processed, and Craig took Ulysses by the collar and walked onto the deck of the ocean liner.
As he walked up the road and looked at dozens of mercenaries lying on the ground in various postures, Craig suddenly felt that in the future, in addition to helping William handle various complex tasks, people like him should already use his skills in combat matters.
I can’t get enough of him anymore.
It's a pity that in order to avoid danger, or because I didn't want to know too much, I couldn't see with my own eyes what those combat robots looked like.
William, who had been watching here, was very satisfied with Craig's action of not taking action himself after killing three people.
Doesn't this mean that Craig did not turn into a murderous person after being injected with the super soldier serum? Moreover, this guy deliberately hid at the bottom of the ship to avoid the battle robots, which made William even more satisfied.
"Tell Craig to take Ulysses to Switzerland and wait until I meet the king of Wakanda before I decide whether to keep him or kill him.
As for the five hundred million US dollars," William thought for a while and said, "it depends on whether Ulysses can survive."
When Craig listened to Sunday's report and heard about the five hundred million US dollars, he just grinned. He had never thought about actually getting that huge amount of US dollars.
After carrying Ulysses onto the Kun-class spacecraft, blindfolding him and tying him up, Craig said to the spacecraft, "Take me to Switzerland."
Not ten seconds after the Kun-type spaceship left, the ship emitted a series of explosions. Within half an hour, the ship began to capsize and slowly sank into the trench, completely destroying all evidence.
After getting the vibranium, William didn't even bother to sleep anymore. He teleported all the vibranium on the spaceship back and wanted to run to the basement to do research.
But as soon as he got up from the sofa, he heard the sound of coming downstairs. He stretched out his mental power and found that it was Abigail in pajamas walking downstairs.
After thinking about it, I don’t seem to be in a rush to create a vibranium version of the Mark 50 immediately. I’ll talk to Sunday about experimenting with vibranium nanotechnology, and then mixing various metals with vibranium to see if I can create new metals.
He turned around and walked towards the stairs.
Carrying Abi, who almost screamed because she suddenly saw him, he went directly to Jesse's room, did some activities that were beneficial to his body and mind, and slept until nine o'clock in the morning the next day.
After touching the empty bed, William reluctantly got up and listened to Sunday's report while washing himself.
"Sir, after receiving notification from Wakanda, King T'Chaka hopes that you can accompany him to the University of London to visit the Wakandan students studying there."
University of London? William, who was brushing his teeth, couldn't help but slow down his movements. How many years had he not been back since graduation?
On the other hand, because Oxford University is located in Oxford and there is a scholarship fund from my grandfather Henry Devonshire, the Faculty of Arts of Oxford University has benefited a lot from my mother Lena in recent years.
"What time does the event start?"
"At ten o'clock in the morning, in the auditorium of the University of London, King Tracha will not only meet with students from Wakanda, but also with international students from other African countries."
All African Americans?
When I was thinking about some inexplicable thoughts, I looked in the mirror with black hair, black eyes, high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets. I saw that I was a mixed race, and I couldn't help but shake my head in amusement.
This is not a dynasty, so why should I, a mixed-race person, have any thoughts about African Americans?
"Tell King T'Chaka that I will be on time for the appointment."
After breakfast, Nesa, who had nothing to do and stayed at home, stood opposite William with a tie and helped him tie it.
Looking at Nesa with evasive eyes, William smiled and slapped her behind her a few times, "What mistake did you make again?"
"I hate it." Nesa, who was hurt by the beating, hugged William's neck coquettishly, "You know how to bully me, who else can say that I made a mistake?"
"Come on, if you didn't make a mistake, would you dare not look at me?" William said with a smile, "And when you didn't make a mistake in the past, would you be so honest and just give me a tie?"
"I...", after being exposed by William, Nisa said coyly, "Dear, since you built the Mark 7 armor for me and Serena, why don't you also build a spare set for Jesse and the others to avoid
When the situation arises, we must always pay attention to their safety.”
As soon as William heard this, he stretched out his hand and flicked Nissa's forehead lightly, and said, "You must be showing off to Jesse, right" while she moaned in dissatisfaction.
"I hate it." Nessa hugged William's neck and twisted it around, "Just tell me whether to do it or not."
William, who was still waiting to go to the University of London, quickly hugged the girl in his arms. He was about to say that it had been made long ago, but suddenly thought of something and changed his words,
"Okay, okay, I really can't do anything about you. If you keep doing this, I won't be able to make it to the meeting with the King of Wakanda."
Nesa felt something was going on as soon as she heard it. Not only did she twist even more fiercely, she kept breathing in William's ear, making sounds that made her heart beat faster.
Feeling that his brother was being unsatisfied and wanted to express some opinions, William could only say directly, "ok. ok. I will start building Jesse and Abigail's Mark 7 on Sunday."
Then he pretended to cover his ears and asked Sunday to teach Abi and Jesse how to operate the virtual armor first. After they were completely familiar with it, he would give them the real armor.
Nisa also knew that Abi and Jesse were just ordinary people, not like herself and Serena at all. Even if they were injured after hitting a rock, they would recover automatically within a few seconds.
"Okay, if I were you, I would take the initiative to ask for credit from Abigail and Jesse, and I won't stop until they spend some money to buy you a gift."
After saying this, William joked, "Don't let them bleed. Even if they already know that you and Serena are special, they will be scared by you."
“Asshole, don’t talk about this again,” Nessa punched William in the stomach angrily, “I’m not an idiot, you bastard.”
Watching Nissa running away in a hurry, William shook his head. From the tone of his voice, he knew that she was not really angry. Instead, he seemed to be greatly relieved because William told Jesse and Abi and knew the identity of her and Serena's vampires.
appearance.
With what William deliberately did today, pretending that he was persuaded by Nissa before building armors for Jesse and Abi, who had never been insulated from fighting, the four women who were originally close to each other should become closer.
.
As for whether it would come true, William could only shrug.
Came to the garage, drove the Aston Martin Vulcan to the University of London.
While driving, I was thinking about whether it was time to change models. The Porsche 918 and Ferrari Raphael seemed to be models from a few years later.
I can completely draw the shape myself, and leave the rest to Sunday just like I did when I made Vulcan and one77.
As soon as he thought of it, William said "autonomous driving" and drew the outlines of 918 and Raphael in the virtual image.
When he arrived at the University of London, he also sketched out the first draft, and then saw the future king of Wakanda, the young next-generation Black Panther T'Challa, from a distance.