Ulysses hurriedly looked around in fright. When he didn't see anyone else, he remembered that he and Craig were the only ones in the secret room. In an instant, his forehead began to sweat.
Since Craig dared to say such a thing, coupled with the fact that this guy had been so calm that it was unbelievable.
Ulysses immediately thought that the other party wasn't as harmless as he looked on the surface. If Craig wanted to make a move, wouldn't he be a sheep in a tiger's den?
"Don't worry, you're still useful. You won't die." Craig smiled as if he didn't see Ulysses' hand reaching for his waist.
He tightened the bulletproof gloves on his hand, "As for what happens in the future, it depends on how useful you are. However, if your subordinates don't die, they will expose the deal between us.
"Moreover, you want to monopolize the gold and diamonds, or give them to your subordinates. There shouldn't be a need to say more, right?"
"Aren't you afraid that your boss will find out that you're earning extra money so blatantly?"
Even though he said that, Ulysses was already tempted. Even if he didn't get rid of these subordinates today, he would do it in the future.
After all, in the past few years, although his subordinates who had been following him knew about the existence of vibranium, under the situation where no one had bought vibranium for ten thousand dollars per gram for many years, they had already exhausted the confidence of several confidants. They had long since stopped caring about vibranium.
But today, not only did someone buy it, they even sold it for a sky-high price of 2.5 billion dollars. Once they disbanded because of trust, the matter of vibranium would definitely spread throughout the world.
Not only did this hinder Ulysses from getting rich, but it also prevented him from making a move against Wakanda again.
He himself had become the target of all the forces in the underground world. After all, everyone wanted to get their hands on something that cost ten thousand dollars per gram.
Not to mention, there were quite a few people who had their guns pointed at him.
Ulysses never hesitated to deal with those who wanted him dead.
"What do you want to do?"
Craig smiled and lowered his hand that was wearing bulletproof gloves to prevent his head from being attacked.
"It's very simple. I'll punch you in the forehead, preferably bleeding a little, and then walk out. After a few seconds, pretend that you haven't been knocked out and chase after me, shouting that the diamond is fake."
After Ulysses thought about it and revealed a smile, Craig continued, "In the battle, I will be in charge of the main attack, and you will be in charge of shooting from behind.
After we kill these people and transport the gold back to the speedboat, I'll send you to Switzerland. As for where to deposit the money, that's up to you. "
"How can I believe that you're not trying to kill me?"
"Simple." Ulysses, who was only two meters away from Craig, only felt that Craig was short. His hand on the pistol at his back hadn't pulled it out yet.
His neck was gripped tightly by a pair of plier-like hands, and he was lifted up easily.
When he reacted to pull out his gun because he couldn't breathe, Craig let go of his hand.
"Cough cough, cough cough." Ulysses, whose neck was almost broken, lay on the ground and coughed violently.
Craig pulled out the CZ83 from under 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 my suit worth five million pounds."
After taking a few deep breaths, Ulysses, who had recovered, lay on the ground and cursed, "Damn it, I hate these rich people."
Then he thought that instead of letting Craig punch him, he might as well do it himself.
He took out the M9 from his waist, held the barrel, and smashed the handle of the gun against his forehead.
With a "Pu" sound, blood began to flow from Ulysses' forehead, and within a few seconds, his face was covered in blood.
"Very good, so we have an agreement. I will help you kill all the people on the boat, and you will pay me 500 million dollars, right?"
"NO." Ulysses lay on the ground, raised his hand and said ferociously, "Do you think I'm an idiot? It's not 500 million dollars in cash, but gold. "
Craig raised his eyebrows and nodded with some pity, "Gold is gold. Are you ready, buddy? Don't get killed by your own people later."
Ulysses, who had already pretended to be dead, raised his head again and said, "NO, now I'm with you. Don't hit the wrong person, or else your boss won't be able to get the other gold."
"Don't worry, my boss said to keep you, so you won't die."
After saying that, Craig reached into his pocket, took out a chess car, and whispered a word.
He opened the alloy door of the secret room, threw the car out, and immediately closed the alloy door.
"Boom!" After a muffled sound, the loud noise instantly made the four subordinates of Ulysses, who were guarding outside the secret room, cover their ears with their hands and lean against the metal cabin, loudly screaming in pain.
Looking at the scene that appeared in his smart glasses, Craig opened the alloy door and quickly walked out of the secret room. He grabbed the person closest to him with his hand.
"Kacha" Without even using his hands, he grabbed the other party's neck with one hand. With a bit of strength from his wrist, the other party's neck was broken by him.
Then, he turned around and kicked the head of a person lying on the ground. With another 'kacha' sound, the second person instantly fell to the ground.
Grabbing the person whose neck was broken, he threw him to the side, who was resisting the dizziness and trying to pick up the gun.
"Bang", the third person was sent flying and crashed heavily into the metal wall of the cabin. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
As for the fourth person, he was already scared silly. He held his head and staggered out.
After easily killing three mercenaries that would have taken a lot of effort to kill in the past, Craig suddenly didn't have any more thoughts of doing it.
It was too simple, and there was no sense of accomplishment in doing it.
"Sunday, let the fighting robots do it. I'll go to the lowest cabin and put a few pawn-type bombs. After Ulysses and I leave, we'll sink this freighter directly into the sea."
"Understood, the fighting robots are being released. They are expected to arrive on this ship in five seconds."
"Yes." Since the fighting robots had been released, Craig simply threw an anesthetic type of chess player into the secret room to anesthetize Ulysses so that he wouldn't see the fighting robots.
Craig walked a dozen steps down the cabin and heard the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the metal deck, echoing throughout the entire freighter.
Then, there was the sound of fighting robots jumping down from the sky and smashing onto the deck one after another.
When Craig placed ten pawns at the bottom of the ship and deliberately smoked a cigar for ten minutes, he walked up to the cabin.
Not only was the battle over, even the hundreds of explosion-proof vacuum glass tubes containing primordial vibranium in the secret room had been transported into the spaceship by the 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 onto the speedboat?"
"Of course." With free labor, Craig didn't want to personally transport ten tons of gold.
"Wait, if you don't need me to return the speedboat, you should just transport the gold onto the Kun spaceship."
A minute later, Sunday replied that the gold had been processed. Only then did Craig grab Ulysses by the collar and walk up to the deck of the ship.
As he walked up and looked at the dozens of mercenaries lying on the ground in various postures, Craig suddenly felt that other than helping William deal with all kinds of complicated missions in the future, there was no need for him to do anything related to battle.
Unfortunately, in order to avoid danger, he didn't see what those fighting robots looked like with his own eyes.
William, who had been watching this side, was very satisfied that Craig didn't do it himself after killing three people.
This meant that after Craig was injected with the super soldier serum, he didn't turn into a bloodthirsty person. Moreover, this guy deliberately hid at the bottom of the ship to avoid the fighting robots, which made William even more satisfied.
"Tell Craig to take Ulysses to Switzerland. After I meet the King of Wakanda, I'll decide whether to keep him or kill him.
As for the 500 million dollars, "William thought for a moment and said," It depends on whether Ulysses can survive or not. "
Craig listened to Sunday's message. When he heard about the 500 million dollars, he just grinned. He didn't really want to get that huge sum of money.
After carrying Ulysses onto the Kun spaceship and tying him up, Craig said to the spaceship, "Take me to Switzerland."
Less than ten seconds after the Kun spaceship left, a series of explosions came from the ship. In less than half an hour, the ship began to capsize and slowly sank into the trench, destroying all evidence.
With the vibranium in hand, William didn't care about sleeping anymore. He teleported all the vibranium from 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 someone coming downstairs. He extended his mental power and found that it was Abigail in pajamas walking downstairs.
After thinking about it, it seemed that he wasn't in a hurry to make a vibranium version of the Mark 50 immediately. He said a few words to Sunday about experimenting with the nano-conversion of vibranium and mixing various metals with vibranium to see if he could make a new metal. He then turned his head and walked to the stairs.
He carried Abby, who almost exclaimed because he suddenly saw him, and went directly to Jesse's room. He did some physical and mental activities and slept until nine o 'clock the next morning.
Touching the empty bed, William reluctantly got up and washed up while listening to Sunday's report.
"Sir, we received a notice from Wakanda. King T 'Chaka hopes that you can accompany him to the University of London to visit the Wakanda students studying there."
University of London? William, who was brushing his teeth, couldn't help but slow down his movements. Since he graduated, how many years had it been since he went back?
However, because the University of Oxford was in Oxford, and because of his grandfather Henry Devonshire's scholarship fund, the University of Oxford's liberal arts faculty had benefited a lot from his mother, Lena.
"What time does the event start?"
"At ten o 'clock sharp, in the auditorium of the University of London, King T' Chaka will not only meet with Wakanda students, but also students from other African countries."
All African descent?
While he was thinking about some inexplicable thoughts, he looked at himself in the mirror with black hair, black eyes, high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets. At first glance, he could tell that he was a mixed-blood. He couldn't help but shake his head in amusement.
This wasn't the Celestial Empire, why would a mixed-blood like him have any thoughts about African descent?
"Tell King T 'Chaka that I'll be there on time."
After breakfast, Nissa, who had nothing to do at home, stood in front of William with a tie in her hand and helped him tie it.
Seeing Nissa's evasive gaze, William smiled and slapped her a few times on the back. "What did you do wrong again?"
"You're so annoying." Nissa, who was hurt by the slap, hugged William's neck coquettishly. "You only know how to bully me. Who else said that I did wrong?"
"Come on, if you didn't do anything wrong, would you not dare to look at me?" William smiled. "And if you didn't do anything wrong in the past, would you be so obedient as to only tie my tie?"
"I …" After being exposed by William, Nissa stammered, "Dear, since you made the Mark 7 armor for me and Serena, shouldn't you also make a spare set for Jessie and the others, so that we don't have to always pay attention to their safety when something happens?"
When William heard this, he stretched out his hand and lightly flicked Nissa's forehead. Amidst her pained and dissatisfied cries, he said, "You must have shown off to Jessie, right?"
"You're so annoying." Nissa hugged William's neck and twisted it. "Just tell me if you're going to make it or not."
William, who was still waiting to go to the University of London, hurriedly hugged the girl in his arms. Just as he was about to say that he had already made it, he suddenly thought of something and changed his words.
"Okay, okay, I really don't know what to do with you. If you continue like this, I won't be able to make it in time for the meeting with the King of Wakanda."
When Nissa heard this, she felt that there was hope. Not only did she twist even more, she also kept breathing in William's ear, making sounds that made his heart beat faster.
Feeling that his brother was disappointing him and wanted to express some opinions, William could only directly say, "Okay, okay, I'll let Sunday start building Jessie and Abigail's Mark 7."
After that, he pretended to cover his ears and let Sunday teach Abby and Jessie how to operate the virtual armor first. After they were completely familiar with it, he would call the real armor to them.
Nissa also knew that Abby and Jessie were just ordinary people, unlike her and Serena. Even if they were injured from hitting a rock, they would automatically recover in a few seconds.
"Okay, if I were you, I would take the initiative to ask for credit from Abigail and Jessie. If I don't make them bleed a little to buy you a gift, I won't stop."
After saying this, William joked, "Don't make them bleed a little. Even if they already know that you and Serena are special, they will still be scared by you."
"Bastard, don't talk about this again." Nissa was so angry that she punched William in the stomach. "I'm not an idiot, you bastard."
Looking at Nissa who ran away in a hurry, William shook his head. From her tone, he knew that she wasn't really angry. Instead, because William said that Jessie and Abby knew that she and Serena were from the Blood Clan, she seemed to be greatly relieved.
With William's deliberate act today, pretending that he was persuaded by Nissa to create armor for Jessie and Abby, who had never fought before, the four women who were originally on good terms with each other should be closer.
As for whether it would really come to pass, William could only shrug his shoulders.
Arriving at the garage, he drove the Aston Martin Vulcan to the University of London.
As he drove, he wondered if it was time to change the model. The Porsche 918 and the Ferrari Raphael seemed to be models a few years later.
He could just draw the shape directly, and leave the rest to Sunday, just like when he created the Vulcan and ONE77.
As soon as he thought of it, William said that it was on autopilot and drew the outline of the 918 and Raphael in the virtual image.
When he arrived at the University of London, he also drew the first draft of the sketch. Then, from afar, he saw the future king of Wakanda, the young next generation of Black Panther T 'Challa.
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