After confirming that Otel Yousseau and his men were at the Bank of France, Shawn Briar was about to bring Christmas to the C1A safe house to collect their weapons and equipment. However, he didn't expect Christmas to call him. When they arrived at the Bank of France, Christmas brought him into a small truck.
As soon as he got into the truck, Briar saw a full set of old American weapons in the truck. This was not the time to be courteous. Guns, bulletproof vests, stun grenades, magazines, and ammunition were all placed on the table in the truck.
However, before he started to equip his weapons, Christmas threw a combat suit over. "You should know who my boss is. So, put on this bulletproof combat suit and a bulletproof vest. Even if you get shot by a sniper, I guarantee that you'll only have your ribs broken at most."
Looking at the large combat suit in his hand, Shawn Briar didn't hesitate. He took off his jacket and put on the combat suit. He asked while equipping his weapons, "So, the rumors about the Devonshire family being a family of special agents are true?"
"Sorry, if you want to know, you'll have to find the answer yourself." Christmas shrugged. After equipping himself, he took out two fully enclosed black helmets and handed one to Briar. "Are you ready? Buddy. "
Pulling the bolt and putting on the black helmet, Briar said confidently, "Of course, I can't wait to get rid of all those scumbags."
The two of them were fully covered in bulletproof armor. They could fight however they wanted. They weren't afraid of the MP5s in their opponents' hands at all. In just a few encounters, the two of them had killed six people.
If it wasn't for Christmas following Sunday's instructions and deliberately delaying the change of equipment,
Before Otel Yousseau could take it to the bank, the 500 million electronic currency and 3.5 billion bearer gold bonds would have been blocked in the vault by Christmas and Briar.
As the number of his men decreased, Otel Yousseau, who knew that he wouldn't be able to escape if he didn't leave, left his men behind. He used the electronic card that had all the electronic doors in the bank to lock the electronic door that led to the ground level and escaped from the bank alone.
Unfortunately, just as he got into an explosion-proof police car and closed the door, before the car started, his neck was broken by a pair of hands from behind.
This person was, of course, William. He found Otel's electronic currency key and a bundle of 35 bearer gold bonds worth 100 million USD each and stored them in his storage space.
He dragged the body to the explosion-proof car and took off Otel's SWAT uniform. He disguised himself as a civilian and left under the cover of the crowd.
Finally, he opened a portal and threw Otel's body into the abandoned mine in Oxford where he disposed of his garbage. He went to the basement of Oxford Castle, changed into his clothes and shoes before opening a portal to return to his study room on the Champs-Élysées.
In less than 10 minutes, William finished everything and stood on the rooftop of his villa again. He happily hugged Abigail and Jessie while chatting and laughing with Charles and Spitz as they watched the military parade.
William's mood was refreshed, but there was someone who was even more refreshed than him, so much so that he was trembling with excitement. Seven hundred meters away from the villa, the cameraman of the French National Television Station, Neville, was using a telephoto camera to record William, Abby, and Jesse who were in his arms.
"God." At this moment, the people who were watching the celebration all over the world turned their attention from the celebration to William and the other two.
Within a few seconds, Sunday's voice sounded in William's ears, "Sir, according to your instructions, you, Abby, and Miss Jessie have appeared in the live broadcast at the same time. Good luck."
He didn't know if he was lucky or not, but if he could disassociate himself from the 4 billion USD, it didn't matter if he was called a playboy.
Besides, after the last time in New York where he took a boat of beautiful women to the open sea on a yacht, his image had long been that of a playboy.
Anyway, he was so rich and unmarried. If he didn't linger among beautiful women, did he want to be called a special lover by those paparazzi who couldn't catch the news?
However, the only one who was unhappy was probably Charles Cavendish, who only found out after the event. He originally came to see William in secret, but he didn't expect the whole world to know that he and William were relatives in less than 10 minutes.
The relationship between the Cavendish family and the Devonshire family was exposed by the hosts of major TV stations within a few minutes.
Two branches of the same ancestor occupied two hereditary Dukes of England. This also made the Cavendish family, whose reputation had not spread out of the upper class and England, become famous among ordinary people in other countries around the world.
Not long after, Sunday reported that Ambrosio had sent him a text message with the word 'bastard'. William didn't take this kind of trivial complaint to heart at all.
However, it wasn't without trouble. Before the celebration was over, a large group of uniformed guests with guns came to the villa before noon.
Standing on the steps of the villa with Abby, William smiled and shook hands with Kevin, the first assistant of Francis Kellner Bacon, who was also smiling.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Devonshire. I'm sorry to disturb you, but Mr. Bacon asked me to bring you greetings and an apology. Last time in London, because of the urgent situation, he didn't have time to thank you in person. It's really rude of him."
"You're welcome," William smiled and waved his hand. He looked at Victor Gavell who came with Kevin and said with a smile, "Victor Gavell, the head of the Paris Department of Internal Affairs and the police chief?"
"Yes, Mr. Devonshire. I'm Victor Gavell." After that, Victor Gavell took out a document from his pocket and showed it to William. "This is the authorization document. You have to go to the Internal Affairs Department to have a cup of coffee."
After taking the document, William looked at Kevin who was already pulling a long face and silently complained about the ruthlessness of these guests. "My people are in your hands?"
Victor wanted to kill Christmas and Shawn Briar directly, so it would be strange if his attitude towards William was good now.
"Yes, Mr. Arthur Carter Shaw is already in our Internal Affairs Department, so you have to come with us."
Ignoring Victor, William took out his phone and turned on the virtual camera to play the video of Victor shooting C1A's head of Paris, Karen, in front of everyone's envious and amazed eyes.
Then, he took Abigail's hand and pulled her behind him. He said to Kevin who was already stunned, "I don't have to cooperate with the investigation now, right?"
"This, this," Kevin stuttered, then pointed at Victor and said to the few policemen around him, "Why aren't you arresting him?"
Not only was the video of him killing someone taken, but it was also played by William in front of Kevin, the first assistant of Francis Kellner.
In addition, the policemen around him all had their hands on their holsters, looking like they would shoot if he dared to make any unnecessary movements. For a moment, Victor's heart was dead, and he was handcuffed with a pale face.
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