"Of course," William continued to look at the information in his hand and said, "Don't forget what I do. Although I don't have an exact position, my authority is still quite high. The English Secret Service has only declined, not been destroyed. I can still know what I want to know. Why don't I directly help you get rid of that traitor called Menlo? This will save us all the trouble. "
"No, we're not just thinking about getting rid of Menlo. Since you know, you should understand what my superiors are thinking. They won't give up on Bilena Island.
In the past, their annual income from Bilena Island was very objective. It was dozens of times more than the 5 million USD I took. "
"Haha, your superiors deserve to die. They're no different from those who make flour. They should all go see Satan," William growled angrily in a low voice.
Church shrugged. "What's the use of getting angry with me? Otherwise, I wouldn't want to save some retirement money. Who knows when I'll be retired. William, it's that simple. I'm a secret service agent, not a police officer. Maybe I should retire like Brian Mills and live a peaceful life."
William looked at the depressed old man in front of him and thought to himself, You're different from Brian.
Brian was just an executor and didn't fall too deep. You're a planner and behind-the-scenes. It's not so easy to quit. Maybe when you really retire, someone will want to kill you.
As he flipped through, William suddenly saw a person he had been thinking about. He took out a photo and said, "Jett Frobby, the fake general of Albania, is still alive. Will he go to Bilena Island soon?"
"Haha, I knew you would be interested in Jett Frobby, but unfortunately, he went back to South Africa recently. There's news that a pink diamond of more than 60 carats appeared in South Africa. He has a subordinate named Danny who seems to know something, so Jett Frobby went back to South Africa a few days ago."
"60 carats of a pink diamond? Isn't that in the top five? "
Church said with uncertainty, "Probably. If the interior can be flawless, it can be sold for 30 million USD. So when Jett Frobby heard the news, he immediately rushed back to South Africa. This time, the one who came to Bilena Island is his number one subordinate."
William rubbed his chin and said, "So Jett Frobby is going against your superiors? Do you want us to kill Jett Frobby together? You guys are responsible for finding people and gathering information, and I'll be responsible for paying to kill him? "
"Hehe, do we look like people who lack money?" Church was not moved at all and said, "If it were that easy to kill Jett Frobby, we would have done it with the English Secret Service a long time ago. And I don't believe that you haven't found someone to kill him."
Hearing this, William nodded gloomily. "I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful. I've spent tens of millions of USD and hired several groups of mercenaries to kill him, but they couldn't even get close to him. They only killed some of his mercenary captains and other small fries."
"Hehe, if you can kill some of his men, then the money wasn't spent in vain. I heard that Jett Frobby was in a critical situation in Albania some time ago, and many of his men died. I didn't expect it to be you.
But unfortunately, in the end, it seems that the situation was stabilized with the help of an arms dealer named Stonebanks. Now, Jett Frobby has re-recruited thousands of men in South Africa and Albania. How many people do you think I'll find to kill him?
And this guy is in South Africa, where his base is. He has an entire mercenary group under him, and their job is to help people fight. We don't have that many people to waste, and I don't want to touch anything related to flour. Let my boss have a headache. "
"Well, it's best if your boss, Monroe, and Jett Frobby go to see Satan together," William thought it was impossible after thinking about it. At least Church's boss would not be in trouble before he retired. However, if he could kill Monroe and Jett Frobby, William would be happy to accept it.
"Okay, I'll help you with this mission. After the mission is completed, we'll be even," William said as he stared into Church's eyes.
"Hehe, no problem. After the mission is completed, we'll be even. You can be your rich man, and I'll be my New York policeman, John McClane," Church said with a smile.
William opened his mouth and asked in surprise, "Damn, how many names and identities do you have?"
Church's digital finger said, "Frank Moses of the Special Task Force, nicknamed Church, and John McClane of the New York Police Department, hmm …" Church suddenly stopped talking. "Sorry, I can't tell you the rest for now. It won't do you any good."
William rolled his eyes and said, "Well, I don't want to know what other identities you have now. It'll be troublesome if I know. You can get out of here, Church. I don't want to see you now. I'll inform you after the mission is completed."
"Hehe, it's okay. I'll get out now. Buddy, remember to kill all the guys who make flour on Bilaina Island. Thank you."
"You don't have to remind me. If your boss was here, maybe I'd just kill him?" William egged him on.
"Hehe, I don't want to die yet. If that's the case, I don't think you'd dare to do it. Goodbye, William. I should find my wife and enjoy the life of husband and wife. Good luck." Church stood up and straightened his suit. He laughed and teased William before leaving.
Looking at Church leaving, William wondered if he dared to do it. Well, William himself didn't know.
Forget it, this matter shouldn't be taken care of by him. It's better to let the people who should take care of it.
William, who thought it through, waved his hand and snapped his fingers. Butler Jesse immediately stood up and walked to William's side and said, "Mr. Devonshire, what can I do for you?"
"I'm hungry. Order me a special delicacy here. I want to go shopping after the meal. Is there anything to recommend?"
"Yes, sir. Please wait a moment." Jesse said something to the maid behind him, then turned around and replied, "You can go to the Cirque du Soleil. They have a few shows that have been performed in Las Vegas for almost 20 years, nearly 700 times.
If you want to see something special, you can go and see. "
"No need." William didn't wait for Jesse to finish and interrupted. He wanted to see but didn't dare to. Sigh. "Let's talk about something else."
"Then let's see a magic show and a humorous show."
"Why didn't you tell me where to play cards?" William asked strangely.
Jesse smiled and said, "Sir, I'm now your personal butler. Of course, I don't recommend you to go to a place where you play cards. Of course, if you want to learn from each other, that's not a problem. I recommend poker."
"Hehe, playing poker is giving yourself money." As they chatted, two maids came over with plates. Jesse smiled and took the plates. "Please enjoy, Mr. Devonshire."
"Thank you, Jesse. I'm very satisfied with your service. Do you want to eat with me?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire. You know that." Jessie pointed at herself.
William laughed. If the beauty wanted to diet, then he would enjoy the food himself.
After eating supper for half an hour, William was very satisfied with the food. Under Jesse's lead, he walked to the place where they played cards.
As soon as he entered, he heard a burst of exclamations from the dice table.
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