With a gun pointed at his chin and being ambushed from the front, the white-suited man did not dare to move.
"Sorry, you're not as fast as me, and your blade is probably not as fast as bullets."
"Why don't you try and see if my blade is faster than bullets?"
"There's nothing wrong with your mouth not being as hard as bullets, right?" William looked at the katana in the air and clicked his tongue in mockery. "You're not bad, but there's something wrong with your brain. It's been so many years, and not only have you not found your master's murderer, you're even willing to be someone else's fighter, White Spirit."
"Oh, no, no, no. Be careful. Even though it's a pity to kill you, it doesn't mean that I can't do it." Before the White Spirit could exert any force, William pressed the gun against his neck and smiled. "Don't you want to know why you haven't found a single clue after searching for so many years?"
"Hmph." The White Spirit put away his katana. "Now's not the time to talk. Tell me what you want."
"I like smart people who help me do things. Once you complete ten missions, I'll personally hand over Monk Gang's murderer to you. What do you think?"
William put away his gun and waved his hands slowly. He crossed his palms, and the Glock in his hands disappeared. This made the White Spirit, who had been watching William's movements, narrow his eyes. He did not even see how the gun in William's hands disappeared.
"Looks like we made the wrong decision by looking for you."
"I agree with that. I'm different from that idiot Macallan who dreams of ruling the world. Buddy, your boss's surname is really strange. The moment he says it, I think of Macallan whiskey.
When I think of Macallan's ugly face, I won't be in the mood to drink Macallan whiskey anymore. "
William walked closer and placed his right hand on the White Spirit's shoulder. "Why don't you help me get rid of that daydreaming psycho Macallan, then come and work for me? What do you think?"
"Nothing. Macallan isn't as simple as you think. Be careful, don't get killed and affect my revenge. If you have a mission, notify me." The White Spirit cast a glance at William, smiled, and turned to leave. "If you can find me, show some respect to the master. This is basic courtesy."
"No problem, but your master is a big monk, and a fat one at that."
"Bastard." William mocked his master repeatedly, and the White Spirit could no longer hold herself back. She swung her arm, and with a loud whoosh, the sound of air being sliced rang out.
William, who was already prepared, stretched out his hand and caught the dart that was flying towards him. He looked at it and found that the workmanship was really good. He held it in his hand and felt its weight.
"I didn't expect you to be so childish. The dart is actually a spinning top. I'll give it back to you."
Whoosh! Even though the White Spirit caught the dart that flew back just like William did, the great force in the dart caused the White Spirit, who was not prepared, to take a few steps back before she could regain her footing.
When she sensed that her wrist was a little numb, the White Spirit suddenly felt a little dejected. The close-range combat she was so proud of was completely useless against William.
His speed was not as fast as the others, and his strength was not on the same level. A casual throw could produce such a great force. If William threw the dart with all his strength, he was not confident that he could catch the dart.
"Monster." He spat out these words and walked out of the VIP lounge. Once she got into the car and started it, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang. "F * ck, when did that bastard put my phone on me?"
The White Spirit did not even need to think to know that the unfamiliar phone was definitely placed in her pocket by William. She forced down the indignation and anger of being toyed with and brought out the phone from her pocket.
"Hmm? Full screen? There's a phone like this? "
The ringing sound urged the White Spirit to put aside her curiosity. When she answered the call, she heard William's annoying laughter.
"I think I found you. Based on our agreement, isn't it time for your first mission? Your phone is switched on twenty-four hours a day. Wait for my notice. See you later, Mr. White Spirit. "
Beep, beep, beep. Before the White Spirit could curse, the sound of the phone being hung up rang out. Through the car window, she saw William waving at her while standing in front of the French window.
When he saw the White Spirit looking in his direction, William grinned and gestured for her to make a call. Then, he waved his finger and gestured for her to see him later.
The White Spirit was so angry that she extended her middle finger and waved it at William. Then, she drove her car and left.
"What a rude person." William pursed his lips and mumbled. He then asked Sunday, "Is there any way for me to keep looking for that guy?"
"Sorry, sir. For the time being, I can only roughly find the country the White Spirit is in through the airport. If I want to find him at any time, I have to bring the phone you gave me or know the phone number the White Spirit usually uses. Otherwise, I can only increase my computing power."
"Alright, we'll talk about the future in the future. I finally have a good melee fighter in my hands. The only bad thing is that this melee fighter likes to show off his upper body all the time. He's a flasher who likes to show off his real face."
Cobra's unexpected appearance made William remember the nano worm that could control a person's thoughts and Zatan, who could change his appearance.
He stood in front of the window and thought about a plan. Since he noticed a threat, he had to find a way to deal with it. Fortunately, he had cheats. He entered the system with his mind and soon found a way to break the disguise and mind control.
With a backup plan, William felt much better. "Inform my mother to come back. Abigail will need to be in charge of discussing the antiques with Kaboré. At the same time, create a mission. The name of the mission is' Anti-Disguise Detector. 'Help me order XX, XX, and other equipment.
"When I go back to the castle, I want to create a detector that can detect people's faces that have been modified by nanotechnology or their minds that have been controlled by nano worms or chips. This is to prevent spies from appearing around me in the future."
"Alright, sir. The mission has been created." Click. Click. A car drove over slowly and stopped not too far away from William. The car window was rolled down, and a camera stuck out of the window to take pictures of William.
"Damn it, these English paparazzi are really good. They found me so quickly. It seems that I can't stay here any longer. If I don't leave now, I might not be able to leave later."
Walking back to the table, William clapped his hands and said, "Gentlemen, I'm sorry, but we have to go. The paparazzi have already found my whereabouts. If we don't leave now, we might not be able to leave this restaurant. If there's anything, let's go to the hotel to talk. Mr. Kaboré, if you don't mind, you can stay in the same hotel as us."
Kaboré nodded. "No problem, Mr. Devonshire. It'll be convenient for us to communicate in the same hotel."
"Then let's go." They stood up and followed William out of the VIP room. As soon as they walked into the lobby, they saw Ivan, who was walking in front of them as a human shield. William walked up to his mother and said, "We have to go, mom. The paparazzi have found this place."
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