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Chapter 544

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After taking the money, the paparazzo laughed and teased, "You're wearing a hat. I can tell that you're a newbie. If you had taken out the money earlier, we wouldn't have had to deal with the unpleasantness just now."

"Alright, I'm a newbie. I lost my previous job, so I can only become a frontline reporter," Bernie Raposen followed the paparazzo's words and said, "Now that you've taken the money, you can tell me who's inside."

After touching the money in his hand and making sure it was real, the paparazzo laughed happily and said, "Buddy, you're too uninformed. It's been almost three hours and you still don't know that it's William in Devonshire."

Bernie Raposen pretended to look at his watch. He wanted to say that it had been more than three hours and William was just having a meal. Why wasn't he out yet?

However, this action made the paparazzo immediately shut up. The paparazzo returned the money in his hand and walked away.

"F * ck." What did that mean? Bernie was confused as he looked at the paparazzo who was walking away from him. He even took a few more glances at the paparazzo.

The paparazzo immediately panicked and drove away as if he was running away.

"Damn it."

If the paparazzo hadn't run away, Bernie wouldn't have known that his identity had been suspected. Now, even an idiot would know that he had been seen through by the paparazzo.

Looking at his watch again, Bernie immediately understood how the paparazzo had seen through him. "F * ck, are paparazzi so professional now? How could they recognize a twenty-year-old Baoji watch with just one look? "

The paparazzo's actions had already attracted the attention of the other paparazzi. Seeing that someone was looking over, he quickly lowered his head and turned away, silently waiting in the distance.

Bernie, who didn't realize why he was so impatient, waited for another half an hour. He was about to lose his patience completely.

More than a dozen cars came from afar and stopped outside the restaurant. Then, dozens of big men in black got out of the cars. It didn't take much to know that they were bodyguards.

Then, William walked out of the restaurant accompanied by several chefs.

The paparazzi, who had been waiting for almost four hours, hurriedly surrounded William, shouting questions as they extended their recording pens and other things in their hands past the bodyguards and towards him.

After eating authentic Chinese food, drinking Chef Li's precious medicinal wine, and watching Bernie's clown-like performance in the middle of the night, William was in a very good mood.

He laughed and stopped in his tracks. It was rare for him to chat with the paparazzi.

He mainly praised the restaurant for its authentic Chinese food, which tasted great. The medicinal wine was also very good. After drinking it, he felt warm all over. Finally, he deliberately told the paparazzi not to drive while drinking.

Old Master Li and his five apprentices were all grinning from ear to ear. Having lived in New York for more than ten years, they knew very well that after tonight, their restaurant would appear in the major newspapers together with William.

Before getting into the car, Master Li repeatedly promised that he would call William after the mandarin fish was marinated.

Watching the motorcade leave, Bernie Raposen, who had heard everything William had said, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "What the hell is this drinking and not driving?"

If you don't drive, then all my hard work would have been in vain. And you f * cking threw away a modified car that cost more than a hundred thousand dollars just like that?

For the first time, Bernie couldn't help but wonder if William's name appeared on the loom of fate.

If not, why would William always be able to avoid his killer move under such circumstances?

"Damn it, since I can't kill you, I'll go find your mother," Bernie said viciously, "I don't believe that both of you are so lucky."

On the way home, William could not help but clench his fists. A few seconds later, he tapped his ear and whispered, "Get him."

"Yes, sir."

Bernie, who planned to change his target from William to Lena and Devonshire, did not know that he could have lived for a long time, but he wanted to die and was in a hurry to see Satan. William just had to satisfy him.

Bernie went back to his car, smoked a cigarette, and thought about Lena's information in silence. He only started the car after finishing the cigarette.

Because he was thinking about something, he did not notice that the air conditioner in his car was turned on. After driving for a few minutes, he coughed for no reason, and after a few more minutes, the coughing became more and more unbearable.

"Cough, cough, cough." Bernie coughed a few times and took deep breaths. The more he breathed, the more he felt that he could not breathe, and his whole body began to heat up.

He opened the window and breathed in some cold air. When the air began to move, he suddenly found that the air in the car was a little gray.

"God," he was an expert in using poison. He immediately realized that he had been set up, and the person who set him up had used the same method he had used on William.

He looked down at the switch of the air conditioner and put his hand in front of the air conditioner grill. A slight warm breeze blew out, and the air conditioner was turned off.

"F * ck, f * ck. Cough, cough, cough. I've been in this business for almost twenty years. Cough, cough, cough. I didn't expect that I would be set up by the poison I created in the end."

It had been more than ten minutes since he started the car. He knew that with so much poison, even if he rushed to the hospital now, he would not live for more than a few days, because there was no antidote for this thing.

He turned on the right flashing light and wanted to stop the car to call Sloan. Unfortunately, his right leg on the gas pedal was suddenly flashed by an electric current, and he subconsciously stepped down.

"Woo, woo." The car sped up as expected. Before he could raise his right leg, he felt another electric shock.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Looking at the blinding headlights of the truck across the road, Bernie could not help but scream in fear.

With a loud bang, the small car was directly hit by the big truck and flew diagonally off the road. It rolled a few times before crashing into a convenience store.

Thankfully, it was already midnight, and an unlucky person in the convenience store was injured by a shelf that was knocked over.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding." The sharp sound of metal hitting metal suddenly entered Bernie's ears, who was still conscious.

Knowing that he had been set up, he knew very well that this cutting sound was not a good thing. He struggled to get out of the driver's seat, but his body was wrapped in the airbag and seatbelt, and he could not move for a moment.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding." There was another series of knocking sounds, and then Bernie heard someone shout, "The car is on fire, the car is on fire, leave quickly, the car is about to explode."

Now, even if someone wanted to pull him out of the car, they did not have the courage.

It was fine to save people, but only one in a hundred people would really risk their life to save people.

Seeing that the few people who were about to come over to check on his situation all turned around and ran away, the pharmacist began to curse the few people who ran away like crazy.

After cursing a few times, he began to cough again. However, as he coughed, he was actually very conscious. Bernie knew that he did not have long to live. Being so conscious must be the final radiance of the setting sun.

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