"For the child? Hmm, alright, hehe, tell me what you think. This doesn't seem like something a qualified witness should do. "
Well, at this moment, if William knew what Bnehamin was thinking, he would definitely give himself a hard slap because he would regret it. He would regret that he was not as shameless as Bnehamin.
"First, I'm a father," Bnehamin shrugged, "My child is only 9 years old, and he just lost his mother half a year ago. Unless it's a last resort, I don't want my child to be called the son of a warmonger. It will make his already bad mood worse, and he might even hate me as an incompetent father."
"Second, I can't convince myself to attack them regardless of the truth when I know that this crisis is not caused by a hostile country."
"What if the people of the desert countries are really involved in this crisis?" William asked with a smile.
"Then I won't hesitate anymore," Bnehamin said.
"Well, man, at this moment, a sacred light is shining behind you. It's so dazzling that I don't dare to look at you directly," William said with a serious face, which made Bnehamin overjoyed.
But what William said next made Bnehamin understand that although William was affected by his big words, it was very limited, and he was not even moved by him at all.
William smiled and said, "So, if you can promise to help me get an order from the military, then you have the final say from now on. I also don't like some military companies. I heard that some people are thinking about bulletproof technology." William smiled and said, "So, if you can promise to help me get an order from the military, then from now on, you have the final say.
"Thank you," Although he did not fool William, the result was what he wanted, so Bnehamin stood up excitedly and held William's hand tightly.
"Man, I know you still have a conscience in your heart. Otherwise, you wouldn't care so much about a little girl who has nothing to do with you. You're a good man."
"No, no, no, I'd rather be a devil than a good person. Just think of it as me helping you because of the friendship of the Arthur Family. Don't put the label of a good person on me, or you might regret it one day."
"Who knows what will happen in the future, but at this moment, you're a good man," Bnehamin laughed and patted the back of William's hand, "Well, we should get down to business. After wasting so much time, I have to let the outside world know that I'm still alive and safe, in case that bastard Speaker Eli really becomes the substitute president.
And you, "Bnehamin pointed at the camera in the bunker," I'll leave these bandits who want to blow up the door to get in here to you, what do you think? "
"Nothing," William refused without hesitation, "as long as you can stop Eli who wants to fight to become the substitute president, our mission is over.
There's no safety problem staying here, we just have to wait for the soldiers to rush in and kill all the bandits. As for those idiots outside, even if they tear down the entire White Palace, they won't be able to threaten our safety. Why should I go out and risk my life? "
"No, you're wrong, man. If we really want to solve the war, I need you to go out. If possible, I have to go out and kill a few bandits myself and rescue the hostages," Bnehamin looked at Bnehamin seriously.
"That's because I need prestige, a huge prestige. Saving dozens of hostages and retaking the White Palace will give me the confidence to go against the military conglomerates.
Man, helping me at this time is helping yourself, right? "
"Ha, after all, I'm just a hired thug. You're the one who gets the biggest benefit," William curled his lips and said, "You're really worthy of being the president. You've come up with the best solution for yourself so quickly.
Finally, are you still thinking that after we get out, we'll put on a show and kill Amir Barkavi again? Then, we'll show him off. "
"Hehe, if it's possible, that would be the best," Bnehamin did not deny but nodded. "Don't worry, man. If we succeed this time, you'll be the only person to save the president of the United States three times.
Not only will history remember you, but the world will also remember you. No matter where you go in the future, you'll be America's most loyal friend and the Arthur family's eternal partner. "
"F * ck you," William said with a grin, "I've heard you say this the last time in England. I haven't seen any benefits come to me in such a long time.
I can believe anyone's words, but I definitely can't believe people like you. "
"Whether you believe it or not, time will prove that you've made the right choice today. We should do something, Mr. Devonshire."
After saying that, Bnehamin ignored the dissatisfied William. He now understood that he could not talk about ideals and justice with an extremely selfish person like William. As long as he put the benefits in front of him, he would not have to worry about him not working.
"Oh yeah, if you need weapons, you can go inside and look for them. I remember there's a special armory here." Bnehamin pointed at a row of cabinets in the bunker.
Rolling his eyes, William stood up and walked to Emily. "My dear Emily, I'm going out to beat up bad people. Can you give me your blessing of victory?"
Emily was all smiles when she saw William walking over. Then, she was stunned when she heard what William said. She then asked nervously, "Do I have to go out?"
"Yes, because there are still many kind people waiting for me to save them. So, I need you to stay here obediently. Do you understand? My dear. "
Emily lowered her head and thought for a while. "Then I'll pray for you, Mr. Devonshire."
Then, she waved at William and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll be good and wait for you to come and pick me up. Don't forget, Mr. Devonshire."
"Of course, I won't forget the cute, kind little Emily." William patted Emily's head. If it wasn't for this little girl, he might have just watched the war break out without caring about anything.
Although he had bargained with Bnehamin for some benefits, if he had a heart of stone, William knew that he would earn more if the war broke out.
He shook his head. It seemed like he had lost himself in power, money and power. He was actually looking forward to the war breaking out. He lowered his head and kissed her on the head. "Thank you, my dear little angel."
He walked to the armory and put on a large tactical vest. He picked an M4 with eight magazines, two Colt M2000 with four magazines, and the rest of the places where he could hang grenades.
When William walked in front of Bnehamin after he was done with his equipment, Bnehamin couldn't help but curse when he saw William full of ammunition and grenades. "F * ck you, you bastard, are you trying to blow up my whole house?"
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