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Chapter 508 The most unlucky and luckiest total barrel in history

William looked at Benjamin in shock, "God, 100 million US dollars is already the highest reward in the entire underground world. How much do you want me to pay to be satisfied?"

Benjamin said with twinkling eyes, "500 million."

"There is a bounty of five hundred million dollars on one person. You are crazy, Mr. Arthur. Do you know what the consequences will be?" William looked at Benjamin in disbelief.

"Hell, once I really pay this price, my future troubles will not be reduced but will be more. Some organizations will even deliberately attack me in order to defraud me of a sum of money. No, this

I won’t do it.”

After hearing this, Benjamin thought about it silently, and it seemed that this was indeed possible, and he began to hesitate again about what he had just said that he would hand over the entire commission to William.

If William knew what Benjamin was thinking now, he would definitely spread his hands and look helpless, nm, this is old America, and it never has any credibility.

At this time, Michael Banning, who was standing not far away, held his ears and listened, then walked over and said to Benjamin, "Mr. Boss, the speech is about to begin."

Benjamin nodded, "ok, I'll be out right away", and then said to William, "Come on, William, we have some things to talk about later, but you will be the pig's trotter for a while."

"Thank you, please go first," William said with a smile, but mentally complained that if he hadn't come to negotiate a commission of 500 million, he would not be able to get a medal with any benefit.

The two followed Michael Banning onto the podium.

Benjamin shook hands with the host and Ethiopian Archbishop Desmond and said hello, then he put his hands flat on the podium and kept saying thank you to everyone around him.

William, who was following him, also shook hands and said hello to the people on the rostrum, and stood one meter to the left behind Benjamin with great discernment.

But he wanted to keep a low profile, but the old American audience didn't let him go. Not only did they wave and call his name, but some little girls even screamed and wanted to get on stage.

This made the special services and security personnel at the scene immediately feel threatened, and some peripheral police officers immediately rushed over to maintain order.

For a moment, the camera was all on William, which made Benjamin, who was already preparing to give a speech, helplessly spread his hands and had to wait for the audience to quiet down.

"Well, it seems that my boss is not as charming as William. It seems that I must bring him into my team next time I run for election. I believe that as long as he is here, I will become more popular among young women.

A lot of points."

"Haha", the whole place burst into laughter, and the noise lasted for five or six minutes before the place gradually became quiet.

The wind wasn't very strong today, so William couldn't help but look around as he listened to the boring speech. The entire square was heavily guarded, and there were sniper teams on standby on all the surrounding rooftops.

Looking at this, I suddenly discovered that one or two kilometers away, the garden tower of a church was facing me.

Looking at the flags standing behind me, I suddenly felt an unknown feeling in my heart. It was that bastard who put these flags here. Doesn't this provide a perfect wind speed test tool for snipers?

I was about to ask Banning Church if anyone was watching,

Suddenly, he heard Benjamin shouting his name, and the audience at the scene also shouted his name. They turned to look at Benjamin and saw him taking the small box with the medal from Banning.

After feeling it carefully, I found that there was no needling sense of urgency in my mind, so I put down my worries and walked to Benjamin.

"William Devonshire, as the first person in the United States, I award you the highest Medal of Honor in recognition of everything you have done for the United States and me, thank you."

After speaking, Benjamin handed the medal box to William, and then the two stood together, facing the press seat with smiles on their faces for people to take pictures.

"Click, click", there was a flash of light, and just as I was feeling happy, I suddenly felt that the wind speed had slowed down significantly. An unfounded sense of crisis immediately spread throughout my body. Without thinking, William pulled Benjamin and fell aside.

A "Puff" sound came out, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Smelling the smell of blood, William fell to the ground and saw Desmond lying softly on the ground only two meters away from him.

Several people around were about to hold William down. The special agents who rescued Benjamin immediately pounced on William and Benjamin. Several others also took out their weapons and stood in front of them.

The scene was in a panic. Banning saw that Benjamin's eyes were still moving, and he was relieved to know that he was okay. He looked gratefully at William who stood up, and shouted into the intercom for someone to bring the car over.

Then he picked up Benjamin and shouted "Get in the car, get in the car".

William didn't want to get in the car. When Desmond fell to the ground, he knew mentally that today's target was not him and Benjamin, but that bastard also disrupted his investiture ceremony, and he didn't want to let go of those who were far away.

Sniper.

But probably Benjamin was saved by William one after another, so he instinctively grabbed his arm and dragged him to the main truck.

Being surrounded by people and escorted to the car, the convoy rushed to the airport without stopping for a second.

It was his first time riding in this Cadillac beast. William looked at it curiously. When he saw a bottle of whiskey, he picked up the bottle and opened the cap and smelled it.

Benjamin, who was still in shock, took a big breath of air. When he saw William sitting safely next to him, he took out a wine glass and poured wine. Looking at the wine glass handed to him, he couldn't hold back his anger immediately.

"Fk, you bastard is still thinking about drinking. We just mentioned Amir Barkawi and he was attacked less than half an hour ago. Damn it, if I die, you will never get the $500 million."

Taking back the wine glass handed to Benjamin, William drank it all in one gulp, and spent the time of refilling the glass silently thinking about what happened today.

Anyway, it was definitely not Bakawi's revenge. He had a vague feeling in his mind. The scene just now had some memories in his mind. Thinking of the flags behind the podium, William immediately remembered what movie it was.

He smiled, held the wine glass and drank slowly, then picked up the wine bottle and looked at it. After not finding the name of the wine, he said,

"Do you know how far away the sniper was from us? 1.6 kilometers."

Benjamin and Banning were stunned by William's words and asked, "What do you mean?"

William answered the question and said while drinking, "Hitting the target at a very long distance must not only take into account the wind speed, temperature, air humidity, the height of the position when shooting, but also the north-south spherical deviation.

As far as I know of people who can hit a target from 1.6 kilometers away, there are only 4 known sharpshooters in the world who can do it.

One Frenchman was confirmed to have died very early, one is now in the polar bear prison, and the other is a British-American named Bob Lee Schwager. Last month Schwager and I were watching the game at Chelsea Stadium in London.

, and also asked him to do some private work for the British Military Intelligence Agency,

Even if the last one is alive, he is probably disabled, and it is very likely that he is in the hands of your people, so I don’t think that the attack just now was done by Bakavi, who has become a lost dog and can’t hide.”

"Hey, if the news comes later that it was Schwager who did it, there will be something good to see. Mr. Arthur, you are probably the unluckiest person in all the buckets, but you are also the luckiest person. Three times

Four attacks have left you unscathed, you have never been kissed by God, right?"


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