"I'll wait for your call, Mr. Lawrence," William squinted at Lawrence.
"Okay, Mr. Devonshire, I won't disturb you any longer," Lawrence quickly pulled his equally panicked son away.
When they reached the back of the auction house, Lawrence took out a handkerchief to wipe off the cold sweat on his face and whispered to Mitch, "Don't mess with him, Mitch. Don't mess with William Devonshire. God, it seems like the rumors in the black market are true."
"What do you mean true, false?" Mitch came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Father, isn't he just a bear-like bodyguard? It's not like we don't have any subordinates who can fight."
"Shut up, Mitch." Seeing that his son was eager to fight, Lawrence thought about it and decided to tell Mitch the truth. He didn't want to mess with someone he couldn't mess with, so he leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"There's a rumor in the underground world that William Devonshire killed dozens of mercenaries in the Black Mountain seven or eight months ago. It's also rumored that he was the one who killed the Albanians a few months ago."
"How is that possible?" Mitch was so scared that his face changed. A few months ago, sixty or seventy Albanians were killed in one night. It caused a lot of panic in the French underground world. During that time, Mitch was well-behaved for a long time before he dared to go out and have fun.
"He's a world-class tycoon, how could he kill hundreds of people by himself?"
Lawrence shook his head and said, "Many people are sure that the Black Mountain incident was done by William Devonshire. Like you, I thought it was impossible, but when I came into contact with him just now, I could clearly feel the strong smell of blood on his body. This is the intuition that I, your father, have developed after working in the special industry for thirty years.
If the Black Mountain incident was done by William Devonshire, then the Albanian gang in France that was wiped out a few months ago must be done by him. "
"Why?"
"Because …" Lawrence swallowed his saliva and said with fear in his eyes, "Because William Devonshire has a special habit."
"What?" Mi Qi asked when he saw his father's voice trembling.
Lawrence composed himself. "God, William's method of killing people in Devonshire is a little special. He likes to use Glocks, and he prefers to hit the head. If he can hit the target's head, he will never hit the body part.
More than ninety percent of the mercenaries who died in Montenegro and the Albanians in Paris were shot in the head.
"What the hell?" Mickey glanced at William who was chatting happily with Wilson on the VIP podium. He wiped his forehead that had no sweat at all. "Is this guy sick? Why do you only hit the head? "
"Hmm." Mitch was looking at William when he suddenly saw William looking at him with ill intentions. "God, Father, he didn't hear our conversation, did he?"
Lawrence also noticed that William was staring at the father and son duo. "No, no, that's impossible. How could he hear us from so far away?"
Suddenly, Lawrence's phone rang. The father and son duo, who were feeling guilty, were immediately shocked by the ringtone.
When he took out his phone and saw the number, Lawrence immediately broke out in cold sweat. He picked up the phone with trembling hands and heard William's voice. "People who talk too much don't live long, right? Mr. Lawrence. "
"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Devonshire. I know what to do."
"Hmm, I like smart people. Oh right, if I hear that you and your father are destroying Chinese antiques in the future, I will send someone to talk to you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, yes, sir. I promise that won't happen."
"Hmm, please take care of my little spider for me. Thank you."
"Spider?" Lawrence looked at the phone that was hung up. He didn't understand what a spider meant. He looked up and suddenly saw a fingernail-sized spider on Mi Qi's shoulder. He was about to remind Mi Qi, but his mind immediately remembered William's words.
Wasn't this a spider?
"Don't move, Mi Qi." Lawrence reached out and wanted to pinch the spider robot on Mi Qi's shoulder. However, before his hand touched the robot, he saw the little spider raise its forelimbs and wave them at him.
Seeing the shiny metal and blade-like forelimbs, Lawrence immediately stopped pinching it. He thought about it and placed his palm flat on Mi Qi's shoulder. The spider robot immediately climbed onto his palm.
The father and son immediately saw that the spider was a robot. Mi Qi asked his fat dad in disbelief, "This is a robot?"
"Of course, if it's not a robot, is it a biological spider?" Lawrence rolled his eyes at his son who was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Mi Qi said, "Father, Mr. Devonshire's bodyguard is here."
Antonov walked over and said, "Mr. Lawrence, sorry to trouble you." After saying that, he exposed his palm and reached out to Lawrence.
"It's no trouble, no trouble at all." The spider robot in Lawrence's hand immediately retracted its eight legs and turned into a ball in just two seconds. It rolled along Lawrence's hand to Antonov's palm and continued to roll up along his palm.
After a very soft 'pa' sound, it merged into the bead bracelet on Antonov's wrist.
Lawrence and his son were dumbfounded. They immediately understood that all the bracelets on Antonov's wrist were made of this kind of robot.
"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence. Mr. Devonshire asked me to remind you that if you don't take good care of your child, you will suffer a great loss."
"Understood, sir. Please thank Mr. Devonshire for his reminder. I will teach Mi Qi well." Lawrence and Mi Qi, who was almost 30 years old, didn't feel angry at all. Instead, they were very excited to be able to get along with William.
After being in the special industry for a long time, Lawrence and his son understood that William showed them technology that was beyond the times. It wasn't just to warn them, but also to indirectly tell them that they were useful to William.
"Okay, goodbye, Mr. Lawrence." The father and son nodded and returned to William's side.
Mi Qi looked at William in the distance with shining eyes and said excitedly to Lawrence, "God, I didn't think much of the rumors that Mr. Devonshire was a genius, but now I really admire him."
Lawrence looked disdainfully at his son who knew how to take advantage of the situation, but he agreed with Mickey's words.
"Sigh, if only I had a sister. I could introduce her to Mr. Devonshire. In the future, our family wouldn't need to make counterfeits and buy and sell antiques from the black market."
"Shut up, Mi Qi."
Lawrence was so angry that he almost had a heart attack. "God, why is it that I'm so smart, and your mother is smarter than me, but she gave birth to an idiot? Hell, if I had other children, do you think an idiot like you would be able to inherit my career and wealth? I would have given you a sum of money long ago and told you to get lost. "
"You're not that smart," Mi Qi muttered and looked at Lawrence.
Just as he finished muttering, Mi Qi heard some noise behind him. He turned around and saw five or six Asians entering the venue. After listening carefully to their language, Mi Qi said happily to Lawrence, "Father, another group of people from the Celestial Empire is here."
"I know, idiot. Don't forget that I taught you the Celestial Empire language."
Lawrence was thinking about whether he should go up and greet them, but he saw them standing at the back of the venue and looking around. They then walked directly to the VIP seats where William and Wilson were sitting.
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