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Chapter 114

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After William and the other two came out of the underground chamber, they saw a dozen or so people standing in the church. There were old and young, male and female. William quickly shielded Langdon and Sophie. He reached under his armpit with his Glock 17 and shouted, "Who are you?"

An old woman with white hair walked out of the crowd and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm a child of the Devonshire family. We have the same name. Protection, Guardian, Holy Knight, and Priory of Monasteries."

"What?" William and the other two were shocked. They didn't expect the members of the Priory of Monasteries from England to come looking for them so soon.

The old woman looked at Sophie with a kind face and said, "Sophie, I didn't expect you to be so old already. When I sent you away 28 years ago, I didn't think we would meet again. Sophie, I should tell you how sad I was back then. I am your grandmother, Sophie."

William, Langdon, and Sophie looked at the old woman in front of them in shock. However, when they thought about the information they saw in the underground chamber, they felt that it was reasonable. After all, Sophie was the last descendant of the one in the sky. Of course, she would be protected secretly.

"Thank you, William. Thank you for bringing Sophie back to England. If Henry knew what you did, he would be very happy. Ok, William, let this gentleman take you to the other side. He has a lot to say to you. As for you, Professor Langdon, please take a rest with this gentleman. Let this old woman and my granddaughter have a good chat."

Langdon quickly nodded and said, "Yes, ma 'am." After that, he followed the old woman away.

William was stunned as he looked at Harry Hart, the instructor in the secret agent movie. No wonder the way Harry Hart looked at William the last time he saw him made William feel strange.

Now that he thought about it, Harry Hart was a member of W under his grandfather Henry. He nodded to Harry Hart and followed him out of the Rosslyn Church.

Walking to the stone forest behind the church, William saw a dozen middle-aged men waiting for him. William even saw Uncle Long among them.

Looking at Uncle Long, who was wearing ordinary clothes, William was a little absent-minded. This damned movie world was simply a hodgepodge. From time to time, a big star from his previous life would pop out.

Harry Hart turned to William and said, "William, we are all from Group W under Harry. We are here to tell you that other than your mother, we are still your family. If you have any problems, you can come to us."

William shook his head without thinking and said, "Thank you for coming to see me, but I can't disturb your lives. Henry certainly doesn't want me to recruit you again. You all have your own lives, families, and children. I can't disturb your lives so selfishly.

Of course, if you have any problems, you can also come to me. I will buy a large piece of land in Oxford in the future. I welcome you all to live in Oxford. Since you all have left, please enjoy your retirement in peace. "

William wouldn't recruit these people again. God knows what these people were thinking. He didn't think he had the aura of a king. He didn't think people would bow their heads when he shook his tiger body. Also, these people had retired for 10 years. People who had lived a peaceful life for too long were not suitable to be secret agents. Plus, William wasn't interested in Group W. Although there were a lot of benefits, there were also a lot of troubles. All he needed was the right to act.

As soon as William finished speaking, he felt a lot of people let out a sigh of relief. A lot of people had relaxed smiles on their faces. They were even more amiable to William.

Especially our Mr. Dragon, it was as if a huge rock had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled so widely that his face wrinkled. Seeing William looking at him, the smile on Uncle Dragon's face became even wider. He nodded happily at William.

Harry Hart smiled and nodded. "That's the best, William. I'm the only one in my group who is still living in the secret service circle. They are indeed not suitable to be in Group W. Thank you for your kindness, William. We all know that you are a millionaire. If there are any problems, we will ask for help."

After that, Harry Hart said to a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, "Carlos, go take care of those mercenaries who came with William. Do you need help?"

Carlos smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm not that old that I can't hold a gun. Don't worry, it's just a dozen or so mercenaries. They're nothing in my eyes." After that, he took out a modified M1911 and checked it. He smiled at William and left.

"What, someone is following me?" William looked at Harry Hart in surprise.

Harry Hart didn't answer William's question. Instead, he said to the other middle-aged men, "Okay, you guys go first. If you have any problems, you can let us know. Guys, we are a group. Don't go alone. Besides, our new leader is a millionaire. You must have heard about what happened to William during the stock market crash. I'm sure William will be willing to provide you with jobs."

Hearing this, William couldn't say anything. He was just providing jobs, and he wasn't raising them for nothing. Besides, Harry Hart had already said that he was the leader. Although he was the leader in name, these people were still Harry's men. Although they were old and their strength had deteriorated, dealing with ordinary thieves would not be a problem.

If these guys lived in his manor, it would definitely be much safer. So William smiled and said, "No problem, I'm happy to provide you with jobs. You are welcome to live in Oxford."

"Haha, no problem. If William needs me, I will definitely go. You can ask for a job."

After laughing and joking, they all said goodbye to William. They came with a heavy heart, but left with a happy heart. William, Henry's successor, had left a good impression in their eyes.

After Harry Hart and William saw everyone off, he said to William, "I have to go too. I have to rush back to the Agent Academy. I can't let anyone get suspicious."

"Okay, Harry. Thank you. If you need anything, you can come to me."

"Me too, William." Harry Hart then handed William a note. "This is Carlos' number. If you need anything, you can find him. He was the most powerful person we used to have. His marksmanship is amazing. No one can escape from his gun. If you have the chance, you should ask Carlos more. I think he will be happy to teach you."

William was puzzled. Could there be someone whose marksmanship was better than what the system had taught him?

Seeing William's puzzlement, Harry Hart smiled and said, "Let's go. I'll show you Carlos' marksmanship."

William followed Harry Hart to Harry's car. Harry opened the door, and William saw many screens in the car. They were showing that there were many armed people lying in ambush in the woods not far from them. Damn, was this a satellite display?

"Don't worry, this is a separate satellite line. When this is over, I will delete the video completely. Pick the equipment you like. Let's go help Carlos." William picked a Barrett and a modified M1911 with double magazines in Harry's car. The two adjusted the walkie-talkies, took the binoculars, and quietly drove to a small hill under the cover of the stone forest.

Hiding behind a tree, William took the binoculars and looked in the direction Harry Hart pointed. He saw a few mercenaries appear in the binoculars. After a few minutes of careful observation, William's eyes, which had been modified by the system, quickly found no less than ten mercenaries. These guys were using the binoculars to observe the church.

Suddenly, William saw a mercenary in his binoculars fall down with blood spurting out of his temple.

William was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. In his line of sight, this mercenary was hiding very well. Unless he was shooting from a high vantage point with a sniper rifle, he wouldn't be able to find an angle to shoot at close range.

Unless the bullet could turn.

Turn? God. William was stunned by his own thoughts. Another mercenary's head was blown off by a bullet at an incredible angle.

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