After spending a few minutes dressing up, William took out a backpack under Abigail's fearful gaze and filled it with a dozen defensive and offensive pineapples, stun grenades, and a military-issue AWM from the weapon rack.
With a few clicks, he separated the barrel from the body of the AWM and put it into the backpack.
His storage space was one cubic meter, so it was not a problem for him to tilt the rifle. However, he had to put it into the backpack in front of Abigail.
"What the hell, are you going to war?" Abigail grabbed William's arm and asked worriedly.
William did not answer. He quietly took out five special clips for the AWP, three of which were loaded with armor-piercing bullets and two of which were loaded with normal bullets. In addition to the clips on the AWM, he had a total of 30 sniper bullets.
He zipped up the backpack and put it on his shoulder. He kissed Abigail's face and said, "Stay at home and wait for me to come home, do you understand?"
"Okay, okay." Seeing William carrying so many weapons, Abigail, who was not worried at first, could not help but feel nervous. "Don't worry, my dear, I promise I won't go out."
"Very good." He kissed Abigail again. "I have to go. Don't worry if the manor loses power, Sunday will activate the backup power within 10 seconds. Then, go to the safe room in the basement and stay there as he instructed.
Other than me or Sunday, don't bother with anyone else who asks you for help or asks you to go out. Do you understand? "
"Un, understood."
"Remember, don't be too kind. Maybe the enemy is trying to lure you out. If there's an emergency, let Sunday handle it. As long as you're in the manor, it'll take care of anything for you."
"Understood." Abigail nodded blankly.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
After saying that, William held Abigail's hand and walked out of the weapons room.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the weapons room, the separated wall immediately closed up and returned to its original state.
Looking at Abigail's pitiful face, William laughed and said, "Don't think about secretly staying in the weapons room when I'm not around. I said I won't let you touch the weapons alone, so I won't let you."
"Ha, not at all." Abigail smiled embarrassedly after being seen through by William. "Be careful, dear. I'll wait for you at home."
"Yes."
Carrying the backpack, he went downstairs and sat in the Aston Martin. He put all the weapons in the backpack into the storage space and drove towards the River Thames.
He had arranged to meet Master Keirna-Bacon of France on a sightseeing boat on the Thames.
If they had a good talk, William would save Kellner Bacon. If not, Kellner Bacon's life would depend on God's will.
Before arriving at the pier, William began to encounter checkpoints. After passing through three checkpoints, William finally appeared at a small pier in the River Thames at 8 o 'clock.
He parked the car in front of the pier and got out of the car. When Kellner Bacon's bodyguards saw that it was William, they shifted their gaze away from him.
A middle-aged man led a few bodyguards in black suits to William's side. "Good morning, Mr. Devonshire. I'm Kevin, Kellner Bacon's personal assistant."
"Hello, Kevin." William nodded at Kevin. Then, he saw the bodyguard behind him holding a metal detector in the shape of a racket.
Kevin noticed William's gaze and apologized, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Devonshire. This is a necessary measure."
William rolled his eyes and nodded helplessly. If he didn't have any weapons on him, he would definitely spit at the smiling man in front of him. However, he did have weapons on him now.
In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and trouble, William took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing the two weapons on both sides of his armpits.
"You …" Kevin looked at William in surprise.
Without waiting for Kevin to speak, William said directly, "Don't think that I'll give you the guns. Either let me go on the boat to see Kellner Bacon, or I'll go back to the car and drive away."
"This …" Kevin was stunned for a few seconds. After thinking for a moment, William's identity was not an ordinary person, so Kevin was relieved. He whispered to the walkie-talkie for instructions.
After a while, Kevin stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation. "Please follow me, Mr. Devonshire."
Walking into the pier, along the way, he scanned with his spiritual power and found that there were 12 bodyguards in black suits, and there were no less than 30 people in regular clothes with guns.
It seemed that there were benefits to being close to France and England. He only needed to report to England how many people he wanted to bring and then drive over through the undersea tunnel.
It was not so convenient for other countries.
Walking onto a small boat that was only seven or eight meters long, William saw Kellner Bacon sitting at the back of the boat with a document in his hand.
Without waiting for Kellner Bacon to speak, William said to his and Kevin's surprised gazes, "I really don't know which idiot made you stay here."
"There's no problem staying on the river, but the real problem is, why didn't you take a big boat? Why did you stay on such a small boat? Not only is it clear at a glance, but there's also no cover. Is the level of the French special service so low?"
"Pfft." Before Kellner Bacon could say anything, Kevin couldn't help but laugh.
Kellner glared at his assistant, then laughed and shook his head. "Okay, Kevin, leave some private space for me and Mr. Devonshire."
"I'm sorry, sir." Kevin hurriedly apologized first, then said, "I'll go out now."
Seeing this situation, William immediately understood that it was Kellner Bacon's idea to stay on this boat.
Thinking of this, William couldn't help but laugh and spread his hands. "I'm sorry."
"Forget it, it was indeed my mistake to affect the work of the special service bodyguards." Kellner pointed to the sofa beside him. "Sit anywhere."
"Thank you."
The two of them sat down, and Kellner said a few good words and condolences for James. William hurriedly interrupted him. "Kellner, hmm, can I call you Kellner?"
"Of course, my friends just call me Kellner, of course you can too."
"Thank you." William nodded and thanked him. "To be honest, I don't like James, and I don't know him or have any friendship with him, so let's get straight to the point."
William's directness and ruthlessness surprised Kellner. This was England's first. Even if he didn't like it, he should at least be polite.
Seeing that William didn't look like he was faking it, Kellner said, "Okay, then let's talk about the Bank of France."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Tong, I don't think it's a good idea to invest in the Bank of France now. If you have other investment projects, we can talk about it, but the Bank of France is really out of my consideration."
If they could reach an agreement a few days ago, William would still be interested and have a way to avoid suspicion, but now the attack was about to happen.
If he helped the Bank of France short at this time, then anyone could guess that William must have received the news of the Barkavi family's attack on London.
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