The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Before Autor Yusu got it in the bank, the 5 million electronic currency and 35 billion unregistered gold bonds would be blocked in the vault by Christmas.

With fewer and fewer subordinates, Otel Yusu, seeing that he could not leave without escaping, left his subordinates, and locked the electronic gate on the basement floor leading to the ground by using the electronic card with all the electronic gates of the bank in his hand. Escaped from the bank alone.

It's a pity that he just got into an explosion-proof special police car, closed the door, and before the car started, his neck was wrung by a pair of hands stretched from behind.

And this person is of course William. The electronic currency key on Autor's body and a bundle of 35 unregistered gold bonds worth [-] million U.S. dollars each were found in the storage space.

Dragging the body to the compartment of the explosion-proof car, he took off the special police uniform on Autor's body, pretended that he changed into civilian clothes, and then left under the cover of the demonstrators,

Finally, he opened the portal and threw Autor's body into the abandoned mining area where Oxford's own garbage was disposed of. He came to the basement of Oxford Castle, changed into the clothes and shoes he had worn before, and opened the portal to return to the study on the Champs-Elysées.

In less than ten minutes, William finished everything and stood on the roof of his villa again, hugging Abigail and Jesse in a happy mood, watching the military parade talking and laughing with Charles and Spitz.

William was in a good mood, but someone was happier than him, even trembling with excitement. Seven hundred meters away from the villa, Neville, a cameraman of French national television, was using a telephoto camera to look at William and the people he was hugging. A video of Abby and Jesse kept going.

"God", people all over the world who are watching the celebration at this moment, their minds turn directly from the celebration to the three of William.

In a few seconds, Sunday's voice came to William's ears, "SIR, according to your instructions, you, Abby, and Miss Jessie have appeared in the live broadcast at the same time, I wish you good luck."

I don't know if I'm lucky or not, but if I can get rid of the direct relationship between myself and the four billion dollars, it won't matter if I'm called a playboy.

Besides, after taking a boat full of beauties in New York last time, and driving a yacht to the open sea to have a party, his image has long been a playboy.

Anyway, since I'm so rich, not married, and don't hang out with beautiful women, do I want to be called a special fan by those paparazzi who can't catch the news?

But the only person who was upset was probably Charles Cavendish, who only found out afterwards. He originally came to see William in secret, but it didn't take ten minutes for the whole world to know that he and William were related.

The relationship between the Cavendish family and the Devonhill family was revealed by the hosts of major TV stations within a few minutes.

The two branches of the same ancestor occupy England's two hereditary dukes, which also keeps the reputation of the upper class and England's Cavendish family soaring among ordinary people in other countries in the world.

Not long after, it was reported on Sunday 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.

But the troubles were not without problems. Before the celebration was over, a large group of guests in uniforms and guns came to the villa before 12:[-] noon.

Standing on the steps of the gate of the villa with Abi, William smiled and shook hands with Kevin, the first assistant of French Kellner Bacon, who was also smiling.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Devonhill, I'm sorry to have to disturb you, but Mr. Bacon asked me to bring you greetings and apologies. Last time in London, because of the urgency, he didn't have time to personally greet you. Thank you, I'm so sorry."

"You're welcome." William waved his hand with a smile, looked at Victor Gael, who came with Kevin, and said with a smile, "Victor Gael, the director of the Paris Department of the Interior and chief of police?"

"Yes, Mr. Devinhill, I'm Victor Gael." After speaking, Victor Gael took out a document from his pocket and spread it out to William, "This is an authorization document, you have to go to our The Ministry of Internal Affairs has a cup of coffee."

After receiving the documents, William glanced at Kevin, who was already stern-faced, and silently complained about the ruthlessness of these serious customers, "Is my person in your hands?"

For Christmas and Sean Brier, Victor wished he could kill them directly, so it's no wonder how good his attitude towards William is now.

"Yes, Mr. Arthur Carter Shaw is already in our Ministry of Internal Affairs, so you must come with us."

Ignoring Victor, William took out his mobile phone on his own, and under the envious and amazed eyes of everyone, he turned on the virtual imaging and played the video of Victor shooting and killing Karen, the director of C1A Paris.

Then he took Abigail's hand, pulled her behind him, and said to Kevin who was already stunned, "I shouldn't have to cooperate with the investigation now."

"This, this", hesitated a few words, Kevin pointed to Victor and said to the policemen around him, "I haven't arrested him yet."

The video of his killing was not only filmed, but also broadcast by people like William in front of Kevin, the first assistant of the French president.

Coupled with the fact that the policemen around him had all their hands on the holsters, it seemed that he would shoot if he dared to make any unnecessary movements. For a moment, Victor was ashamed, and he was handcuffed with a pale face.

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After Victor was handcuffed and his gun was searched, William asked with a smile, "Can you tell me who else is Amir Barkawi's accomplice?"

"What do you mean?" Victor stared at William in surprise, "Why do you and Karen think that I have a connection with Amir Barkawi?"

Looking at the bewildered Victor, William said sarcastically, "Don't tell me, I don't know that my subordinates are secretly cleaning up the killers who attacked the remaining Barkawi gang."

"What? It's impossible?" Victor was really frightened at this moment, "Damn, this has nothing to do with me, this has nothing to do with me, we're just being, being, being."

Victor also dared not say anything about the idea of ​​playing the Bank of France. This made Kevin, who accompanied the chief barrel of France to England two months ago, wish he could tear Victor apart, because he almost died in Barkawi last time. hand.

Therefore, Kevin doesn't care whether Victor is wronged or not, at least Victor can't afford to kill C1A's supervisor in Paris.

Shouted to the police, "Take him away and put him on guard 24 hours a day." After finishing speaking, he warned uneasy, "If Victor dies, I guarantee that the person guarding him and all the people in charge will go to jail." .

"Ming, I understand." The police dragged Victor away as if facing an enemy. Before leaving, they also called a team of heavily armed soldiers on duty on the Champs Elysees to escort him away.

Seeing that Victor was directly interrupted by the police when he kept shouting for injustice, Kevin's face was cloudy for a long time, and he took a few deep breaths before he said to William, "Mr. Devinhill, we will give you a satisfactory explanation, but you also need Give us an explanation."

"No problem", William nodded with a smile, "However, you have to hurry up, if I receive a call from England, I don't know if I can talk casually."

After thinking about it for half a second, Kevin understood what William meant. Once England knew such an important handle, it would be strange not to use it to make deals with the French. "Perhaps, if you have nothing to do at noon, you can have lunch with Mr. Bacon." .

"No problem, I'll wait for your call." William nodded with a smile, and said pointedly, "I hope Mr. Zong Tong will still be in the mood to continue hosting the celebration after listening to what I said."

This made Kevin, who wanted to leave, startled for a moment, and couldn't help admiring William in his heart. He was engaged in secret service activities in France and dared to make demands in front of the chief barrel.

"I'll remind Mr. Bacon. See you later, Mr. Devinhill." After shaking hands with William, Kevin led them away with a sullen face.

Watching the group of uninvited guests leave, William silently thought about what to ask for when he met Bacon later, he felt Abigail, who had been blocked by him all the time, hug him tightly with both hands.

Feeling Abigail's face pressed against his back, William held Abigail's hand and said softly, "I shouldn't be jealous of Jesse now."

"Hate it", being told that she was jealous because William protected Jesse from danger, Abigail twisted the back of his hand fiercely, "I'm too sensible and obedient, so you never Care about my thoughts."

William would not admit this, grabbed Abby's hand and kissed him on the mouth, and said brazenly, "NO, on the contrary, you are the one I am most assured of, and the one I can't live without. If you left that day Me, I don't even know what to do with the little things."

"Asshole, I knew you kept me because you used me as an assistant."