"I know." William smiled and patted Benny's shoulder. "Don't worry, it's a good thing for you. But, you know, I have to take some necessary precautions in case something we don't want to see happen."
"Understood, understood." Benny nodded quickly. "What do you want me to do?"
Everything he saw today had completely overturned his understanding, especially when he saw the White Spirit suddenly appear.
Benny knew that if he didn't do as William said, he wouldn't be able to walk out of this textile factory. After killing him, William only had to report that he was killed by Sloan.
"Very good, I like smart people." After waiting for two minutes, Carlos walked in through the shadows with someone in his hand. He threw the person in front of Benny from five to six meters away.
"Lawrence?" Benny asked uncertainly when he saw the person lying on the ground. "Why are you here?"
"Not only did your deputy betray you, but he also sold Clyde Shelton's information to two assassins a few days ago."
William walked over with a smile and stepped on Lawrence's head. "And Clyde Shelton was killed by the assassins who got the information about him more than an hour ago."
"Am I right, Mr. Lawrence?" William stepped on Lawrence a few times angrily as he spoke, making it seem like he was very close to Clyde Shelton.
After stepping on him, he smiled and asked Benny, "What does C1A do to traitors?"
Benny looked silently at Lawrence, whose head was bleeding and hands and feet were tied tightly. He ignored Lawrence's pleas for mercy and sighed helplessly. He took out his gun from under his armpit and shot Lawrence, who was screaming in fear.
Benny put away his gun and looked at his colleague and friend for more than ten years in a daze. Then, he nodded seriously at William. "This is my answer, not C1A's."
"Very good, I like you, Benny." After hearing Sunday's report that the video had been recorded, William smiled and patted Benny's shoulder.
"You go first, and bring someone in half an hour to clean up. Finally, let me remind you, buddy, you have to get ready to move. I hope your wife and children like New York."
"Hmm?" Benny looked at William in surprise. Seeing that William nodded, Benny could no longer keep his calm face. However, he quickly calmed down after a few seconds. He took the initiative to extend his hand to William and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." William shook hands with Benny and smiled. "You know, even if Benjamin Arthur admires you, he can't directly interfere with your internal affairs. So, the position of the supervisor in New York might not be big, but the position of the deputy supervisor in South America should not be a problem."
"Understood, Devonshire." Benny wasn't surprised or angry at William's words. Benny didn't mind at all if he could stay in New York, even if he didn't have to manage South America's affairs.
"Oh yeah, I heard that fatty Ray Menlo is going to be your leader. If you want to go one step further, take the initiative to find trouble with me. Maybe that fatty who dared to blow up my commercial building will appreciate you," William said with a smile.
"There's such a thing?" Benny was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. This was not something he should ask. "No problem, Mr. Devonshire. I'll say some slanderous words about you in the report. I just hope it won't affect your work."
"Don't worry, Kingsman is only directly questioned by the head of England and King Philip. The others can't control me."
"Questioned?" Benny asked in surprise.
"Buddy, you have to understand that the person standing in front of you is a super-rich man. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken over Kingsman," William said with a smile. "As long as it doesn't endanger England's interests, I can do whatever I want. I won't report to the head of England or Philip afterwards.
It depends on my mood. Just like now, Clyde Sherman, nicknamed 'The Bottle Opener', the person I chose, died unexpectedly. I'm in a very bad mood. So, everything these days was done by you. It has nothing to do with me. Is that okay? "
"Of course," Benny only thought for a few seconds before agreeing. Although it was a little troublesome, compared to the credit, this little trouble was not worth mentioning. Only an idiot would refuse. "You're here mainly because you're investigating things related to Amir Barkavi. Everything else is our C1A's business."
"Very good, very good, Benny. I like you more and more now," William laughed and then said to Sunday, "Sunday, help me send the action report of these days to Benny."
"Understood, sir. The report has been sent."
A few seconds after he finished speaking, Benny received an email on his phone. Just as he was about to check it, he heard William say meaningfully, "The password for the email is the last two digits of your three children's birthdays and their school records. Is that okay?"
These words made Benny's eyes flash with a hint of anger and fear, but there was no hesitation on his face as he said, "No, of course not. Thank you, Mr. Devonshire."
"Oh, by the way, after you open this email, you only have 30 seconds. After that, it will self-destruct, so you'd better prepare a camera in advance to take the information."
"Understood."
"Then I won't disturb you from assigning tasks to your subordinates. In half an hour, this will be your territory."
Benny knew that William's words were to drive him away, so he smiled and nodded. "If I offend you in any way in the future, we can have a private chat."
"Don't worry, as long as you don't say that I betrayed England, you can say whatever you want." William reached out and shook Benny's hand. "Good luck, Mr. Deputy Director Benny."
"Thank you." After shaking William's hand, Benny turned around and left the textile factory.
"Do you really believe these C1A people?" The White Spirit stood quietly behind William and mocked him.
"Buddy, have you ever trusted anyone in this world?" William asked without even turning his head.
"How is that possible? In my line of work, once I trust others, I won't be far from death." The White Spirit looked at the back of William's head as if he was an idiot.
"Even someone like you, whose brain is full of muscles and only knows how to chop, chop, chop, and chop, can understand this. How can I not understand this?" William turned around and looked at the White Spirit, who was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "As long as I don't affect his future and the safety of his family, then we're just using each other.
If it wasn't for a certain bald idiot who resigned from his position as the director of New York, I wouldn't have to put in so much effort. "
"Then how are you going to push Benny to be the deputy director of New York?"
"Ha, New York's director is missing, and Benny has done a great deed. He's going to slander me in the next report. Besides, he was sent to New York by Benjamin Arthur. I just need to watch quietly, and that fatty Ray Monroe will help me settle this." William narrowed his eyes and looked at Benny's back. "That fatty dared to bomb my building. I haven't forgotten about that."
When the White Spirit heard this, she could not help but feel uncomfortable. She shuddered and took a step back. She joked, "Damn it, it's always a chill when I'm with a scheming person like you. I'll be leaving first. If there's anything, just let me know."
Once the White Spirit left, Cross walked from the shadows to William's side. "What's next?"
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