Five hundred and sixty-six chapters, it doesn't matter, then fabricate some relationships
"Can you tell me, when did you come into contact with Kingsman?" William asked curiously, then thought about it and smiled, "Forget it, whether you have seen Kingsman or not has nothing to do with me coming here today.
However, I like the nickname of the suit thug. It seems that from now on I will have to set a rule that not only those who go out in the field must wear suits, but those who work in the back office must also wear suits."
"You set the rules? How can you control a secret service organization when you are only twenty years old?" Clyde was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly understood in his heart that there was no need for William to lie to himself about this kind of thing, and asked with a strange look, "The Great Master of England"
Does the Duke still have such great power?"
"How we operate and allocate power is our business, so I won't worry about you. I'm telling you so much. I just want to tell you that it doesn't matter to us whether you kill people or not, because that's the business of the New York police." After saying this, William took out
Several photos were thrown in front of Clyde, "Let's talk about this."
Clyde picked up the photo in confusion and saw two men in black with their necks crooked, "What are these?"
"The people who came to kill you," William said with a smile.
Clyde immediately lowered his head and looked at the photo again. When he saw a vague cheetah head tattoo on the inner wrist of one of the corpses, he immediately believed William's words, raised his head and said gratefully, "Thank you."
"So, have you come into contact with, or fought against, these people?" William asked calmly.
Clyde looked around and hesitated. When William saw this, he smiled directly and said, "Don't worry, you have cooperated with the United States Department of Defense and the British Military Intelligence Agency.
You should understand that if we want to arrest you, we will not care who you are or what you have done. Secondly, I am an Englishman and there is no need to help the New York police who have nothing to do with me.
And, if you don’t say it, then we can only use our own methods to force you to say it. Perhaps, I can hand over the information about your companies in Panama to people from C1a outside.”
"Fk", Clyde cursed in a low voice. His current opponent is the New York police. With his experience and ability over the years, it is not difficult to deal with the police.
But if the agents are involved, and William, a super rich man who doesn't take money as money, is involved, then it's hard to say whether some of the back-ups he made will be useful.
So before the plan is completed, Clyde doesn't want to cause any complications, "Yes, I have indeed been in contact with these people. I will return to the United States to start the revenge plan. On the one hand, I want to avoid their pursuit, and on the other hand, I am afraid of prolonging it further."
There won’t even be a chance for revenge.”
"Then who is chasing you and why?" William took the opportunity to tell the question he wanted to know most. As long as he knew who was the mastermind who was chasing Clyde, he would just keep an eye on the mastermind. Once the four billion US dollars were stolen
It is not difficult for William to steal it and rob it secretly.
As soon as this question was asked, Clyde began to hesitate again. After all, it was 4 billion U.S. dollars, which could be taken away in a small backpack, including 3.5 billion U.S. dollars in bearer gold bonds and 500 million U.S. dollars in electronic certificates.
Clyde did not answer William's question, but asked the doubt in his heart: "We have never met, let alone have any friendship, why would you help me get rid of the people who want to kill me?"
"No, we are friends, Clyde." William, who had already thought of countermeasures and used this day to prepare, smiled, "After the London attack, I published a report on Amir Barqawi and him in the underground world.
A fatwa for all his subordinates and relatives."
"What does this have to do with me?" Clyde asked in a panic.
"Relationship? Haha, of course there is a relationship," William squinted his eyes and said, "Do you still remember the three people in the car who were knocked down the valley by you destroying the braking system more than a month ago?"
Clyde nodded sullenly. He remembered all the people he killed with his own hands, and even remembered the steps of each action clearly.
"Your upline only gave you 1 million US dollars, but took 3 million US dollars from me. Do you think we have anything to do with it?" William said with a smile.
"Fk, that bastard gave me the information and was not the remnant of the assassination party of Amir Barkawi." Clyde cursed in a low voice, "If you dare to blackmail my money, just wait for me."
Then he remembered that just because of William's reward, countless families had been broken up some time ago. Looking at William who didn't care at all, Clyde instinctively leaned back in his chair.
Stay away from William, and then said in shock, "You are indeed someone who has been trained by the spy organization since you were a child, and you are so cruel and ruthless when you are only 20 years old."
But after he finished speaking, Clyde's mind suddenly changed, and his heart couldn't help but beat a few times. "So, someone is cleaning up those of us who came to complete your commission?"
"You are very smart, Clyde, but I am not sure yet whether someone is taking revenge on you and me.
But according to my investigation, you were the first person to be attacked, and a person who also completed the commission was killed in South America last night, so I came to you directly."
"Damn", Clyde was just thinking about it, but he didn't expect to learn from William that this was true. This made Clyde wary and frightened.
I couldn't help but think, md, not only was I being hunted down by the French special department, but I also had to guard against the revenge of the desert people on the other side.
"Are you sure the news is correct?"
William nodded seriously, "The killer who died was a veteran who had been in the industry for more than 20 years. After getting more than 6 million US dollars from me, he went to Brazil to enjoy his retirement life, but he did die last night, and
It’s still a matter of moving your head, and the method is very similar to the revenge habits of certain forces.”
After saying this, William couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Yesterday, the killer who was enjoying life in Brazil did indeed die, but it was William himself who took action.
From the United States to Brazil, for William, who had spent so many days in Rio with Ambro on vacation, all he had to do was open a portal and walk through, and whether he would find the killer or just find him for the time being on Sunday.
"So you'd better tell me, who are these two guys? What do the cheetah head tattoos on their hands mean? Who is the mastermind behind them?"
Clyde, who had been confused by William, thought for a while, "I don't know who these people are, but I am sure they are French, because after completing your commission from the desert area, I have been to many countries, but
While staying in Paris, I was chased and killed."
"Paris?" William pretended to think, "Why Paris?"
"I don't know." Clyde shook his head, and then worried that the joy in his eyes would be seen by William, he also pretended to be thinking, lowered his head and stared at the photo, and said when he suddenly remembered something,
"Why didn't you arrest these two people for interrogation instead of just killing them?"