"I'll use my life as a bargaining chip to beg you to help me."
William, who was wondering if Yuriolov's head was green, turned his head and saw John Wick suddenly lowering his head calmly, bending his right leg and lowering his body.
"Wait," John Wick, who was about to kneel as a knight, stabilized his falling body and looked up at William in confusion.
John Wick knew very well that if he wanted to gain something, he had to pay a price. He and William had no relatives or friends, and other than his own life, he had nothing else to move William.
So just as he was about to kneel as a knight to show his submission to William.
"F * ck, if you kneel down, I'll drive away immediately."
F * ck, if I let you kneel down, William felt that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
In his dream, he would definitely be scolded by Neo's fans, Wick's fans, and Fatty's fans to the point that he wouldn't even have a chance to start over.
Losing a stable light weapons supplier and the network behind him or subduing a super killer, William didn't think long before he made a choice.
A killer who only knew how to kill couldn't compare to Yuri and the network behind him.
However, John Wick was still his subordinate, and not giving him a call was not the attitude a boss should have.
"F * ck, John Wick, you'd better pray to God that Yuriolov loves money more than his face, or else I can't help you."
Under John Wick's uneasy gaze, William knocked on his left ear with the invisible headset.
Sunday's voice immediately came from the headset, "Sir."
"Help me check if Yuriolov and his wife have divorced."
"Wait a moment, sir."
Half a minute later, Sunday said, "Sir, I found out in many newspapers that Mr. Olof has indeed divorced.
Many local media reports in New York suspected that Mr. Olof had hidden his assets.
Not only did Ms. Eva not get much property after the divorce, but she also has the installment debt of her wedding house on Fifth Avenue in New York.
In general, she is insolvent. As for the child, Mr. Olof will raise her. "
William was a little speechless. Yuri was also a ruthless man, and his ruthlessness towards women he didn't love was fully displayed.
Leaving with nothing was better than being burdened with debt.
However, since Eva's ending was so tragic, William felt that there was still a possibility of persuading Yuri.
"Dial Yuriolov's number."
"Du, du, du."
Urey's hearty laughter could be heard as soon as the call was connected. He was not angry at William's late call at all.
"Good evening, Mr. Devonshire. What can I do for you?"
"Hello, Urey. I'm calling to ask you, how are you going to collect the money for hiring the helicopter in Malaysia a few days ago? Cash or overseas transfer?"
William glared at John Wick. If this bastard hadn't made Urey a cuckold, he wouldn't have been so polite.
"If it's convenient for you, it's best to use cash. Although overseas transfers are safe, it's still quite troublesome to transfer it back to the US."
"Okay, I'll get someone to give you cash like the time in Africa."
"Thank you, Mr. Devonshire."
After this sentence, William fell into silence. After waiting for a few seconds, Urey said: "If you need anything, just tell me directly. As long as it's within the scope of light weapons, I can help you deal with it."
"This, this …" William was a little speechless. It was a matter of a man's dignity, William still didn't know what to say.
"Mr. Devonshire?" After waiting for more than ten seconds, Urey softly reminded him.
After thinking for a few seconds, William said: "Oh, I'm sorry, Urey, someone asked me to pass a message to you. They hope to reach a settlement with you. As long as you are willing to give up the pursuit of John Wick, they will compensate you."
Urey was silent for a long time on the phone, so long that William felt that Urey's silence was actually a disguised refusal.
Urey said in a low tone, "I didn't expect you to be in contact with the Continental Hotel, Mr. Devonshire. This really surprised me."
"Well, you know his identity?"
"Yes, a person who can escape the pursuit of a mercenary team composed of retired SEALs and Rangers three times is definitely not simple. Of course, I will investigate such a person.
New York is my base, so it's not too difficult to investigate someone who is active in New York. "
"Then, I want to know if you are willing to reconcile. As a man, I can understand why you want to do this, but as a friend, I want to remind you.
Since John Wick didn't meet your ex-wife during your marriage, and your divorce with Eva wasn't caused by John Wick, then you have no moral ground to stand on.
Therefore, no one said that only you can pursue him, and he can't kill you.
After being pursued three times, you asked me, an acquaintance, to pass a message to you and is willing to compensate you. In this case, the other party has already given you a lot of face. "
After being silent for more than ten seconds, Urey asked: "Mr. Devonshire, before replying to you, I want to know how the other party knew that I was the one who attacked."
William wouldn't tell Urey that it was because he was a cheater. One look at Eva's appearance and he would know the cause and effect.
"Haha, Urey, you're the best at being an arms dealer, but you're an amateur when it comes to other industries. The last thing you should do is hire SEALs as mercenaries to be assassins.
SEALs may be good at fighting, but they're too unprofessional when it comes to being assassins. A professional can tell at a glance the background of a person, and it's easy to find out who attacked you.
New York isn't your base, and the Continental Hotel's network is no worse than yours.
Buddy, since the other party has given you so much face, you won't rest until you're dead if you attack again.
Although you're nicknamed the King of War, there are many kings of assassination in the Continental Hotel. There's no need to make enemies for yourself because of a woman. "
"Ah, it seems that I'm not suitable for other industries, Mr. Devonshire. Since you're here, I can give up on hunting down John Wick, but I have a condition. He has to help me three times when I need him."
"Very well. Since you're planning to reconcile, don't mention anything about three times. The Continental Hotel can't leave the fate of their expert in your hands.
I think five million USD should be enough to comfort your wounded pride. What do you think of this proposal? "
"Haha, so what if I don't think it's a big deal? Maybe I can suppress John Wick with my wealth and status.
But in front of you and the Continental Hotel, I'm just a small fry. The people behind me won't fall out with the Continental Hotel for me.
"Mr. Devonshire, I'll be honest with you. The reason for the divorce wasn't because Eva was wronged by a third party. I don't have any complaints. I can only blame myself for finding a saintly woman who's not suitable for me.
"And because of your reminder, I was prepared. Eva didn't take advantage of me, so I don't care what her life will be like in the future.
"But what I can't accept is that she actually showed my son the video of her traveling with John Wick. What is she trying to do?
F * ck, she acted like a saint in front of me, but she acted like a love-struck fool in front of a gigolo.
She knew that John Wick was a killer, but she was with him without hesitation.
Why didn't she act like a saint when she was with a gigolo? Why didn't she call the police to arrest that gigolo killer?
F * ck, does she think that I, Yuriolov, am ugly to the sky, or did I not satisfy that bitch of hers when I was working out?
"So, Mr. Devonshire, please help me tell John Wick that I, Yuriolov, curse them. One will live in chaos and slaughter forever, and the other will go to see God as long as he finds true love. Bang!"
The call ended with Yuri's phone being smashed by him.
William sat in the car seat for a long time without saying a word. Yuri, this bastard, was really ruthless, and his curse was very accurate.
Thinking about the ending of Eva and John Wick, William felt that he should not provoke Yuriolov, that bastard who was blessed by Satan.
William glanced at John Wick, who was on tenterhooks. This fellow had fallen into the sinkhole.
After getting married for a few years, not only did he turn from a gigolo to a fat homosexual, his wife and dog died, and he was almost beaten into an idiot by the son of the Polar Bear Gang's boss.
"The problem is solved, but you owe me 10 million dollars. You will pay it back with the mission, and your life is mine. Is that okay?"
John Wick shook his head. He could still see the difference between money and life.
"I heard that you are of the Polar Bear bloodline. Will you feel guilty about killing the Polar Bear Gang?"
"Of course not, Mr. Devonshire. To me, no matter who the other party is, they are only targets."
"Very good. Keep your phone on 24/7 for the next few days. Wait for my call. Bye." William stepped on the accelerator, and the Rolls-Royce Convertible shot out like an arrow.
Back in the hotel suite, William took a shower. Before going to bed, he asked Sunday to try to find the warehouse full of cash on the Internet.
It would be best if he could find it. William could directly sneak in and use the portal to empty the money.
At the same time, he asked Sunday to secretly order a batch of notes with the word "prop" printed on them. He planned to burn the prop notes after emptying the warehouse to destroy the evidence.
.....
At nine o 'clock the next night, William drove his Ducati R6 to the restaurant on time and sat in the same seat as yesterday.
As soon as he sat down, the boss, Jacob, served him a pot of coffee and Boston pie.
He smiled and nodded to Jacob, thanked him, and drank his coffee while looking at the old man and the sea.
He came to the restaurant again today to confirm if what happened next would be the same as what he remembered.
Secondly, he watched the show to pass the time. During the day, Sunday found a few suspected warehouses through the Internet and surveillance cameras. It was easier to search with the Ducati R6 motorcycle.
The black helmet was to hide his identity so that he would not be seen by hidden cameras or people.
After watching the show of a lonely black uncle in America caring for a little girl who lost her footing with a polar bear.
He also mentioned to Michael that he wanted to be the sheriff of Castle Town.
If Michael agreed to be the sheriff, William would not cheat him. If not, there was nothing he could do.
If he was not one of his own, there would be no discussion and no burden.
At half past nine, Michael walked into the restaurant with a book in hand. As soon as he entered, he saw William sitting in the same seat as yesterday. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He walked to the counter and said a few words to the restaurant owner, Jacob, before walking to William's side and pulling out a chair to sit.
He sat up straight and said with a serious face, "Let's not beat around the bush. Tell me what you want from me."
William put down the book in his hand and smiled. "Okay, I need an experienced gatekeeper to be my family's first layer of defense. On the surface, your job is to be the head of the Castle Town police station.
Your main job is to protect my mother from any threats outside the castle when she is in the castle, and to protect Devonshire Castle from any disturbances.
I have considered many people, and the reason why I chose you is because someone recommended you to me. As long as you agree, you can immediately get a job with an annual salary of 240,000 pounds, and the annual salary can be increased annually depending on your performance. "
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire, do you know how old I am this year?
God, if I were you looking for a bodyguard, you would definitely not look for an old man like me, but someone younger and more professional. "
Michael was not interested in being a watchdog for a rich man. In order not to provoke William, a young super-rich man, Michael pretended to be regretful and belittled himself.
"The person who introduced me to you must have bad intentions. I'm so old that I can't even hold a gun. My eyes are not good, and I have to wear glasses to read. Although I would like to get an annual salary of 24 pounds, I can't ruin your business because of greed. A bodyguard can't make any mistakes, so I'm sorry."
"Hehe." William squinted his eyes and laughed. "Robert McCall, 48 years old this year. He used to be the most elite Black Beret in the United States of America's Special Task Force. He was disheartened because his wife died in an accident.
Five years ago, he faked his death during a mission and escaped by faking his death. Since then, he has been working in a hardware supermarket in Boston.
You have a special dynamic vision ability, so, "William reached out and pointed to his eyes." I'm very sure that not only is there no problem with your eyes, they are better than most people's. They can even be used as a slow-motion lens. "
William paused and looked at Michael's eyes. However, Michael was indeed a super expert. There were no flaws on his body except for the slight contraction of his pupils.
William continued, "You're very skilled and good at killing with one shot. Not long ago, you even won the best player award in the Community Baseball League.
So, let alone holding a gun, you can even smash someone with a hammer without any problems.
I heard that a few days ago, a robber who had killed several people had his head smashed with a hammer in his car.
And this robber just happened to rob the hardware supermarket where you worked. Maybe there are some reasons we don't know. Tell me more, Mr. Michael. "
After saying that, William touched the ring finger of his left hand with his right finger and looked at Michael with a smile.
Michael slapped his forehead. "God, who are you? How can you know something so secretive? Have you been watching me closely all this time?"
William shrugged. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in spying on you at all. But ever since someone recommended you, you've been under surveillance. So, don't worry, we only know what you've been doing recently.
Finally, Mr. Michael, if I were you, I would listen to my conditions before refusing. "
"Okay, you say it, I'm listening." Michael spread his hands and said with a helpless expression, "You rich people are the most troublesome people. As long as you're willing to spend money, there's no information that you can't get. I hope you won't disturb my life after you're done, Mr. Devonshire. I'm just an old man who pretends to be dead. Don't even think about living a peaceful life."
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