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Three hundred and eighty-eight chapters God finally has the money you dare not ask

As soon as the triangular suicide aircraft rushed down, the bodyguards and the like on the periphery immediately became confused. A deep roar exploded violently, and the shock bomb-shaped aircraft exploded one after another, followed by a series of aircraft carrying anesthetics in the selected area.

They exploded one after another, and the scene was immediately enveloped in fog.

Sunday, who had been controlling the Heifeng drone, reported, "Sir, the drone exploded in the predetermined area, and everyone on the scene was unconscious."

"Very well, Barney, you go get the boat and we'll go with the goal," William said with a smile to Barney beside him.

"OK", Barney nodded, got out of the car and pushed the off-road motorcycle to drive the boat over.

William waited for Barney to leave, closed all the doors and windows in the car, put reflective paper on them, opened the portal, threw the launcher of the triangular aircraft into the basement of the castle, drove the car to the scene of the incident, and put the Eight-faced Buddha and

His son and daughter were all tied up hand and foot and dragged into the car.

Finally, he put Zhang Ziwei into the passenger seat, gave him an anesthetic and an antidote, drove to the beach, and Barney and he threw the Eight-faced Buddha and his family onto the boat.

William said to Zhang Ziwei who had woken up, "Are you sure you want to surrender in Thailand instead of in a certain port?"

"What else can I do besides going to Thailand?" Zhang Ziwei said helplessly.

"No, of course there are other ways." William threw the gun and several magazines to Zhang Ziwei, "I informed the people above that you stay here and guard the guys lying on the ground. I checked your

The goods did not arrive here, but went to North America, so no matter how bad you stay here, you will not be so bad as to go to Thailand to serve a sentence and be retaliated against, and narrowly escape death."

"Sir, the two cars will arrive in 7 minutes," Sunday reported in William's ears, "Okay, people are here, I have to go."

Zhang Ziwei shook hands with William silently, and then looked at Mian Na on the boat with some unbearability. He wanted to plead for mercy but didn't know how to ask. Even his collaborator William almost didn't want to let him go, knowing that the Eight-faced Buddha and his family were dead. "

Send her off happily."

"No problem", William smiled and patted Zhang Ziwei on the shoulder, "Take care, buddy, I hope we can meet again."

He jumped on the boat and nodded to Barney. The speedboat quickly headed to the open sea. The boat drove for an hour. William asked Barney to park the boat on a small island, and carried the Eight-faced Buddha and his family to the island. He found an excuse to tell Barney

He said, "You go to Thailand by yourself, and a plane will come to pick me up as soon as there is a plane."

"Understood, boss", Barney didn't ask any more questions, said "take care" to William and sailed away.

As soon as Barney left, William opened the portal, and the Master carried the Eight-faced Buddha and his family into the portal. They came to the vicinity of the Eight-faced Buddha base that they had visited before, released the Black Blade drone, and put on their combat uniforms.

Wearing a helmet, he walked to the Eight-faced Buddha and injected him with the anesthetic and antidote. The Eight-faced Buddha woke up leisurely within ten seconds.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a heavily armed man wearing a helmet and black combat uniform standing in front of him, kicking him in the stomach.

This kick was a bit heavy. Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang lay on the ground and howled in pain for a long time before he recovered and said weakly, "Who are you?"

Who is it? William rolled his eyes and said: "My boss asked me to thank you, but he is not very satisfied with the figure of 200 million US dollars. As long as he takes over your business, 1 billion US dollars a year is easy."

"Haha, I knew you American special agents were unreliable." With his hands and feet tied, Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang tried to sit up but failed, so he simply lay flat on the ground. "Tell Jason Weinberg that he really thinks I'm like this."

Is it so easy to get people's money? Hahaha, I kept a hand when I took the money from him. If you don't want to die, you'd better let me go."

"I don't have that much patience, and my boss doesn't have that much patience. Evidence and money will be exchanged for your child's life. Otherwise," William took out the Glock 17 and pointed it at the second son of the Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang, "otherwise, I will

Just start from his feet and shoot up one by one until you hit his head. Are you interested in giving it a try?"

Before the Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang could speak harshly, William hit the target's foot with a quick strike. "I'm sorry, your son's leg is probably broken." After saying that, he turned the gun to point at Wei Xingguang's third son's foot, "I don't want your son.

Talk when your legs are broken."

"Haha, do you think I'm an idiot? Judging from the way you shoot, it's impossible for you to let me and my family go." Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang said with a smile, "And I also know that you are not Jason Wen.

Berg's men, right? But it doesn't matter, it would be nice to have Jason accompany me when I die, hahaha."

"An old fox is an old fox after all. He understands things when he sees things." William pulled off his helmet and put it into the storage space. He looked at the stunned Eight-faced Buddha Wei Xingguang with a smile and said, "It seems that I am indeed quite famous now.

Or maybe that guy Zhang Ziwei is right, you really thought about kidnapping me?"

"Why, why, I have never been in contact with you at all, why is it you?" After the shock, the Eight-faced Buddha roared, "I have a grudge against you?"

"Of course, remember the Interpol you threw into the crocodile pool last year?" William shot the three sons and daughters of the Eight-faced Buddha once in the head without any nonsense. The three people who were still in a coma immediately disappeared.

breath.

"No, no" the Eight-faced Buddha never expected that William would be so decisive, and went ahead without raising any conditions. This made the Eight-faced Buddha curse at William crazily, but William, who was prepared, took out his earphones and put them on his ears.

He told Sunday, "Music", and immediately a burst of piano music started playing.

While listening to the music, he watched the Eight-faced Buddha curse, but his ears did not hear the content of the curse. After waiting for half an hour, the Eight-faced Buddha's voice became hoarse. William walked to the lost Eight-faced Buddha and grabbed his hand.

Hair, stared into his eyes and said, "Look into my eyes."

The Eight-faced Buddha, who originally hated William, couldn't help but glance at William's eyes, but this glance quickly caused him to fall into dementia. A murmur echoed in his ears and mind, "You are very tired, very tired."

Tired, go to sleep, go to sleep."

When the Eight-faced Buddha completely fell into dementia, William asked softly in his ear, "Tell me, where is your money?"

"Switzerland", the Eight-faced Buddha whispered expressionlessly.

After spending a few minutes to get all the account passwords of the Eight-faced Buddha, William killed the Eight-faced Buddha who had become a complete fool with one shot.

A few minutes later Sunday's William Hui reported, "Sir, there are a total of,"

Before Sunday finished speaking, William interrupted, "Stop, don't tell me how much money you have, otherwise I will be tempted and reluctant to part with it. I can't take a dime of this money, so I will donate it all."

"All? Sir, I think you should first listen to how much money there is," Sunday advised. It is an intelligent program, but it doesn't have the same emotions and taboos as humans. But William can't. Listen to Sunday's words and you will know the money.

It was a lot, but he absolutely couldn't ask for this kind of money. He said heartbrokenly, "That's right, all of it, all of it."


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