Four hundred and seventy-four chapters, let me go in or I will go
After spending a few minutes getting dressed, William, under Abigail's frightened gaze, took out a backpack, packed a dozen defensive and offensive pineapples, shock bombs, and then took a military version of the AWM from the weapons rack.
"Click, click" separated the barrel of the AWM from the gun body several times and put it into the backpack.
His storage space is one cubic meter, and there is no problem if the gun is tilted down, but in front of Abigail, it can only be put into the backpack first.
"Hell, are you going to fight?" Abigail said worriedly, grabbing William's arm.
William did not answer, but quietly took out five AWP special magazines, three loaded with armor-piercing bullets, two loaded with ordinary bullets, plus the magazines on the AWM, for a total of 30 rounds of sniper bullets.
He zipped up his backpack and put it on his shoulder, and kissed Abigail, "Stay at home and wait for me to come home, do you understand?"
"Okay, okay." Seeing that William had brought so many weapons, Abigail, who had not cared about it at first, couldn't help but become nervous, "Don't worry, dear, I promise not to go out."
"Very good", he sweetened Abi's mouth again, "I have to go, don't be nervous if there is a power outage in the manor, the backup power will be activated within 10 seconds on Sunday, and then follow his instructions to stay in the safe room in the basement.
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Ignore anyone other than me or Sunday who asks for help or asks you to get out, do you understand?"
"Ming, understand".
"Remember, don't show your good intentions indiscriminately. Maybe it's the enemy's way of luring you out deliberately. If there is an emergency, let Sunday handle it. As long as you are in the manor, it will help you with anything."
"Understood", Abigail nodded blankly.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
After speaking, William took Abigail's hand and walked out of the weapons room.
As soon as the two people walked out of the weapon room, the separated walls slowly closed together and returned to the appearance of a wall.
Looking at Abigail with a pity look on his face, William said with a smile, "Don't think that I won't let you touch the weapons when I'm no longer secretly staying in the weapons room. I said I won't let you touch the weapons alone."
"Ha, no way." Abigail, who had seen through William's little thought, smiled sheepishly, "Be careful, my dear, I will wait for you at home."
"Um".
I carried my backpack downstairs, got into my Aston Martin, put all the weapons in my backpack into the storage space, and drove towards the Thames River.
He made an appointment with the French general manager Kellner-Bacon to meet on a sightseeing boat on the Thames River.
After a while, if the two of them talk well, William will easily save Kellner Bacon. If the talk doesn't go well, then it depends on God's will whether Kellner Bacon lives or dies.
Before arriving at the pier, William began to encounter checkpoints and passed three checkpoints along the way. It was almost 8 o'clock before William appeared at a small pier on the Thames River.
After parking the car in front of the pier and getting out of the car, Kellner-Bacon's peripheral bodyguards only looked away from him when they saw it was William.
Several bodyguards in black suits walked to William under the leadership of a middle-aged man, "Good morning, Mr. Devon Hill, I am Kevin, Kellner Bacon's personal assistant."
"Hello, Kevin." William nodded to Kevin, and then saw the bodyguard behind him holding a racquet-shaped metal detector.
Kevin noticed William's gaze and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, this is a necessary measure."
He rolled his eyes helplessly and nodded. If he had no weapons on him, William would definitely spit on the smiling guy in front of him, but now he did have weapons on him.
To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles, William took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing two weapons on both sides of his armpits.
"You," Kevin looked at William in surprise.
Before Kevin could speak, William said directly, "Don't think that I will give you the gun. Either let me get on the boat to see Kellner Bacon, or I will get back in the car and drive away."
"This..." Kevin was stunned for a few seconds and thought for a moment. William's identity was not an ordinary person. This made Kevin feel relieved and asked for instructions through the walkie-talkie in a low voice.
After a moment, Kevin got out of the way, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Please follow me, Mr. Devonshire."
Walking into the pier, I scanned my mind and found that there were 12 bodyguards in black suits alone, and no less than 30 other people wearing regular clothes and armed with guns.
It seems that the proximity between France and England is also beneficial. As many people as you want to bring, you only need to report to England and then drive over through the undersea tunnel.
Other countries are not so convenient.
Stepping onto a small cruise ship that was only seven or eight meters long, William saw Kellner Bacon sitting behind the cruise ship holding documents.
Before Kellner Bacon could speak, William looked at him and Kevin in surprise and said, "I didn't know it was that idiot who asked you to stay here."
"There's nothing wrong with staying on the river, but the real question is why you stay on such a small boat instead of a big boat. It not only allows you to see at a glance, but also has no cover. Is the level of French secret service so low?"
"Pfft." Before Kellner Bacon could speak, Kevin on the side couldn't help laughing.
Kellner glared at his assistant, then laughed and shook his head, "Okay, Kevin, leave some private space for me and Mr. Devonshire."
"I'm sorry, sir," Kevin apologized hurriedly, and then said, "I'll be out right now."
Seeing this situation, William immediately understood that it was his own idea for Kellner Bacon to stay on this small boat.
William couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this, spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry."
"Forget it, it was indeed my mistake that affected the work of the special service bodyguards." Kellner pointed to the sofa next to him and "sit anywhere you want."
"Thanks".
The two sat down, and Kellner said a few good words and condolences to James. William quickly interrupted him and said, "Kellner, um, can I call you Kellner?"
"Of course, my friends just call me Kellner, and of course you can too."
"Thank you," William nodded and said, "To be honest, I don't like James First, and not only do I not know him, but we have no friendship, so we will go directly to the topic."
William's directness and ruthlessness surprised Kellner. This is your first project in England. Even if you don't like the most basic courtesy, you should have it.
Seeing that William's face didn't look fake, Kellner said, "Okay, let's talk about the Bank of France."
"Sorry, Mr. General, I don't think it is a good idea to invest in the Bank of France now. If you have other investment projects, we can talk about it, but the Bank of France is indeed no longer within my scope of consideration."
If the negotiation could be settled earlier, William would still have the interest and method to avoid suspicion, but now the attack is about to happen.
At this time, he was shorting the Bank of France, so anyone could guess that William must have received the news about the Barkawi family's attack on London.