"You're the one who helped me?" Clarence Dobby's frightened face immediately showed a look of surprise, "Thank you, man. When I leave here, I will thank you well."
"Hahaha." As soon as D.O.B.Y finished speaking, William laughed out loud. He looked at Clyde Shelton, who was in a police uniform and staring at the rearview mirror without speaking. "Mr. Shelton, how incompetent were you ten years ago to be ruined by such an idiot?" William said, "
Clyde shook his head and said sadly, "I also want to know." Clyde knew that he couldn't pretend anymore. He ignored Clarence Dobby who was in a daze and stared at William and said, "We have a grudge."
"No, but it's true that we have a small grudge."
"Grudge?" Clyde Shelton stared carefully at William's eyes, "What kind of grudge?"
"F * ck." Listening to the conversation between William and Clyde, D.O.B.I would be a fool if he still didn't know that the two people in the car had bad intentions towards him.
He raised the gun in his hand and shot at Clyde in the driver's seat. Unfortunately, the expected gunshot did not sound. Instead, a tingling pain came from his palm.
"Ah, ah!" D.O.B.I soon found that his voice was getting lower and lower. He couldn't even make a sound for a few seconds.
"Tetrodotoxin?" William, who knew the plot, asked Clyde.
"Yes, it's extracted from the liver of the Caribbean pufferfish. It only takes a small dose to paralyze people's nerves and paralyze their whole body. The only advantage is that their perception of the outside world and their own pain will be stronger than normal people."
Clyde Shelton pulled off the wig on his head and the fake beard on his face, took out a small flashlight and looked at D.O.B.I's eyes, "Well, next, we will have a lot of time to talk."
Then he took the gun in D.O.B.I's hand and saw that the grip of the gun was full of poisonous thorns, and the poison was injected into D.O.B.I's body from these thorns.
"Oh, oh, oh, buddy, I advise you to be careful." Without waiting for Clyde to make a move, William raised his finger and shook it. "I have no intention of stopping you from taking revenge. I still want to capture this scum and do some experiments on him."
"Experiment?" Seeing that William was very calm after getting on the car, Clayde thought for a while and put the pistol with the stinger into a cloth bag. "What kind of experiment?"
"Hehe," William shrugged, "It's just breaking their hands and feet, then using the new medicine to repair the broken parts. Once it's healed, we'll break it again and repair it again. After repeating this a few times and confirming that there's no problem with the medicine's function, we'll clean up the test subjects."
"So, you were the one who sent the people who kidnapped D.O.B.Y a few days ago." Clyde turned to look at William with a smile, then started the police car and left the Brooklyn slums.
"That's right. That's why I said there's no enmity between us, but there are some small conflicts. After all, you made me lose hundreds of thousands of dollars."
"Okay, I'll pay you one million dollars." Clyde, who was driving, looked at the rearview mirror and said, "Since you caught scum for experiments, how about we make peace?"
"No problem, but you don't mind if I watch you take your revenge, right?"
"Haha, no, I don't mind. It's better for me to have someone to visit, so that no one can appreciate the tools I designed. However, man, let me give you a piece of advice. That scene is definitely not acceptable to ordinary people."
Clyde laughed and looked at D.O.B.Y, who couldn't move at all and could only move his eyes a few times. "The relationship between Mr. D.O.B.Y and I is definitely more rich and exciting than the experiment you described."
Well, thinking of the memory in his mind, Clyde, this bastard, not only used a chainsaw, but he also tore D.O.B.Y apart like a toy.
Although he must have killed ten times more people than Clyde, after thinking about it, he found that he really couldn't stand that scene. "Well, thank you for your advice. In order not to have nightmares in the future, I'd better go home."
After that, he patted the back of the driver's seat. "Stop the car in front. Last reminder, no matter what you want to do, don't expose your experience in the past ten years to the police. Otherwise, you, who have been an assassin for seven years, will definitely know what will happen next."
The car quickly stopped at the side of the road. William was about to get out of the car when Clyde suddenly said, "William Devonshire?"
Hearing this, William, who had his hand on the handle of the car, immediately sat back in the back seat. "Hey, man, you're asking for trouble."
"No, no," Clyde turned to look at William. "Since you didn't hinder my revenge, I'll tell you a piece of news as a reward. Then, if you help me with a few things, I'll give you 500 million dollars as a reward. How about that?"
"500 million? Are you f * cking kidding me? "William stared at Clyde fiercely." Do you know what the result of lying to me is? "
"Of course, there are a lot of stories about you in the underground world. I don't want to make enemies with a real butcher like you." Clyde turned the steering wheel and drove to a suburban warehouse.
After getting out of the car, he dragged D.O.B.Y out of the car and threw him into the trunk of the ordinary car he had prepared.
He shouted to William who got out of the car, "Get in the car."
After changing the car, Clyde said as he drove, "Last month, I received a commission. The target was the network and security technical director of the Bank of France.
Because of my own experience, I have a habit since I entered the assassin business. Before killing the target, I will investigate whether the target deserves to die or not.
When I first saw the network technical director named Toby Ryan, I knew that he was not a dangerous person. As I investigated, I found that Toby Ryan was a good person and a good father, so I didn't take that task.
However, less than ten days later, Toby Ryan died in a car accident. "
After that, Clyde looked at William. William shrugged. "It's normal. In this world, you don't do it. There are people who work for money. Go on, I know there must be a follow-up."
"Yes, if there was no follow-up, I probably wouldn't have started my revenge plan so soon," Clyde nodded. "I …"
"Wait," William interrupted Clyde's words and asked curiously, "Man, I'm curious. Why haven't you started your revenge after waiting for ten years? Aren't you afraid that your enemy will die on his own and you won't have a chance to do it yourself?"
Clyde was stunned for a few seconds before he whispered, "Sorry, some things are better left in my heart."
Seeing that Clyde didn't say anything, William asked tentatively, "So, Clarence D.O.B.Y pestered you ten years ago for a reason? Otherwise, how could a person like him know that you have a patent in your hands? And even if he knew, he still dared to pester you, who was worth millions of dollars at that time. "
"Huh?" Clyde was stunned for a few seconds. He narrowed his eyes and said, "You are just as many of us have guessed. Not only are you very powerful, but there is also a high probability that you have a deep connection with England's special department. Otherwise, these things can't be found out by ordinary rich people in a few days."
"Your revenge has been delayed for too long, so long that it makes people suspicious."
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