"Can you tell me, when did you come into contact with an ace agent?" William asked curiously, then thought for a while and smiled, "Forget it, whether you've seen an ace agent or not has nothing to do with me coming here today.
However, I like the nickname of the thug in a suit. It seems that I have to make a rule in the future that not only do field personnel have to wear suits, but those in the logistics department also have to wear suits. "
"You made a rule? You're only 20 years old, how can you control an agent organization? " Clyde was stunned for a few seconds and suddenly understood that William didn't have to lie to him about this. He asked with a strange look, "Does the Grand Duke of England have such great power?"
"How to operate and distribute power is our business, you don't have to worry about it. I'm just telling you so much to tell you that it doesn't matter if you kill or not because it's the New York police's business." After saying that, William took out a few photos and threw them in front of Clyde, "Let's talk about this."
Clyde picked up the photos in confusion and saw two men in black with their necks crooked. "What is this?"
"The people who came to kill you," William said with a smile.
Clyde immediately looked down at the photos again, and when he saw a tattoo of a cheetah head on the inner wrist of one of the corpses, he immediately believed William's words and looked up gratefully, "Thank you."
"So, you've come into contact with these people, or have you fought with them?" William asked calmly.
Clyde looked around and hesitated. William saw this and laughed, "Don't worry, you've worked with the US Department of Women's Defense and England's Military Intelligence.
You should know that if we want to catch you, we won't care who you are or what you've done. Second, I'm English, and there's no need to help the New York police who have nothing to do with me.
If you don't tell us, then we can only use our own methods to force you to tell us. Maybe I can give the information of your companies in Panama to the people outside C1A. "
"F * ck," Clyde cursed under his breath. His current opponent was the New York police. With his experience and ability over the years, it wasn't difficult to deal with the police.
However, if he let the agents get involved, and William, a super rich man who didn't treat money as money, then it would be hard to say if his backup plan would still be useful.
Therefore, before the plan was completed, Clayde did not want to cause any more trouble. "That's right, I did come into contact with these people. I will return to the United States to start my revenge plan. On one hand, I want to avoid their pursuit. On the other hand, I'm afraid that if I delay any longer, I won't even have the chance to take revenge."
"Then who's after you, and why?" William took the opportunity to ask the questions he wanted to know the most. As long as he knew who was the mastermind behind the assassination of Clayde, he just needed to keep an eye on the mastermind. Once the 4 billion USD was stolen, it wouldn't be difficult for William to steal it secretly.
Clayde began to hesitate again. After all, it was four billion US dollars, which could be carried away in a small backpack. There were 3.5 billion US dollars in bearer gold bonds and 500 million US dollars in electronic certificates.
Clayde didn't answer William's question. Instead, he asked the question in his heart, "We've never met before, and we don't have any relationship. Why would you help me get rid of the people who wanted to kill me?"
"No, we have a relationship, Clayde," William, who had already thought of a countermeasure and made use of this day to prepare, smiled and said, "After the London attack, I issued a kill order in the underground world for Amir Barca and all his subordinates and relatives."
"What does this have to do with me?" Clayde was a little flustered.
"Relationship? Hehe, of course it has to do with you, "William narrowed his eyes and said," Do you still remember that car of three people that you destroyed the brake system and knocked down the valley more than a month ago? "
Clayde nodded with a gloomy face. He remembered all the people he had killed with his own hands. He even remembered the steps of every action clearly.
"Your boss only gave you one million US dollars and took three million US dollars from me. Do you think we have any relationship?" William said with a smile.
"FK, the information that bastard gave me wasn't about the remnants of the assassination of Amir Barca," Clayde cursed in a low voice. "How dare you take my money. Just you wait."
Then, he remembered that because of William's bounty, who knew how many families had been broken up. Looking at William who didn't care at all, Clayde instinctively leaned back in his chair and stayed away from him.
Then, he said in shock, "You're really someone who has been trained by the secret service organization since young. You're only 20 years old and you're already so ruthless."
But after saying that, Clayde's mind turned and his heart couldn't help but beat a few times. "So, someone is cleaning up those of us who completed your mission?"
"You're very smart, Clayde. However, I can't be sure if someone is taking revenge on me and you for the time being.
But according to my investigation, you're the first person to be attacked, and last night, a person who also completed the mission was killed in South America. That's why I came to look for you directly. "
"What the hell?" Clayde was just thinking about it. He didn't expect to hear this from William. This made Clayde vigilant and shocked.
He couldn't help but think, 'F * ck, don't tell me I'm being chased by the French special department and on the other hand, I still have to guard against the revenge of the desert people.'
"Are you sure the news is correct?"
William nodded with a serious expression. "The assassin who died was a veteran of more than 20 years in the business. After receiving more than six million US dollars from me, he went to Brazil to enjoy his retirement. But last night, he did die, and his head was separated from his body. The method is very similar to the revenge habits of some forces."
After saying that, William couldn't help but laugh in his heart. The assassin who was enjoying his life in Brazil yesterday was indeed dead, but the one who killed him was William himself.
From the United States to Brazil, for William, who was on vacation with Ambrosio in Rio for so many days, he only needed to open a portal and walk over. Would he find the assassin or Sunday? For the time being, he only needed to find him.
"So you'd better tell me, who are these two guys? What does the cheetah head tattoo on their hands mean? Who is the mastermind behind them? "
Clayde, who was already confused by William, thought for a moment. "I don't know who these people are, but I'm sure they're French because after completing your mission from the desert area, I've been to many countries, but when I stopped in Paris, I was chased by someone."
"Paris?" William pretended to think. "Why Paris?"
"I don't know." Clayde shook his head. Then, worried that the joy in his eyes would be seen by William, he also pretended to be thinking. He lowered his head and stared at the photo. Suddenly, he thought of something and said.
"Why didn't you arrest these two people for interrogation instead of killing them directly?"
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