The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

And I have to thank you from the bottom of my heart, after all, only dead people keep secrets."

"pat".

Having no choice, Pierce grabbed the jade talisman on the ground, broke it with both hands, and the jade talisman was easily broken.

A green light appeared in his eyes, crashed into his chest, and then a green light radiated from his whole body.

The two wounds pierced through the stomach began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You'd better stand or lie flat, otherwise when the wound heals, it will be incomplete because sitting squeezes the muscles and skin."

As soon as William reminded him, Pierce reached out and grabbed the edge of the desk and stood up.

In about five seconds, the two wounds were completely healed.

And after pressing on the stomach, I found that even if I pressed hard to the depth of half a palm, there was no tingling sensation in the abdomen, which also showed that the wound had healed both inside and outside.

"Thirty million one?"

After recovering from his injury, Pierce, who had nothing to do with William, could only pretend that what happened just now hadn't happened, politely said sorry, and walked into the inner lounge.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Pierce came out after changing his clothes, sat down on the sofa opposite William, picked up the Macallan bottle and poured half a glass of whiskey.

After drinking half of it in one gulp, he pursed his lips to reflect on it for a long time before he let out a big breath and said with emotion, "It's better to be alive."

"Hahaha", these words immediately made William laugh, and made a toast gesture with a wine glass, "To live".

Shaking his head helplessly, Pierce took a sip of whiskey with William, before Pierce said formally, "That thing just now was really [-] million pieces?"

William didn't return directly, but asked with a smile, "Isn't it worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it for us, but for the combat elite group, [-] million dollars is still too expensive." Pierce stopped talking and thought for a while, "At this price, our S.H.I.E.L.D. Only agents who are qualified to distribute,

If it is distributed to the combat team, it will take less than a month, and their team's annual funds will be exhausted."

William tapped on his ear, and quickly picked out the most important information about S.H.I.E.L.D., field operations, and the operation team on Sunday.

"Nearly a thousand people were injured a year, and more than a hundred people died last year. No wonder the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

The senior members of the operation who are still alive are probably all of you."

"It's not surprising," Pierce said while drinking whiskey as if he couldn't hear William's sarcasm, "it's normal for rookies to die every year, and it's rare and sad that no one is killed.

Fewer people died, and we would not have the courage to ask the council for funds.

These guys who only know how to sit in the office and look at the data, when they find that the number of casualties have decreased, they will definitely reduce the already insufficient funds of S.H.I.E.L.D.

And only those who have truly experienced life and death can transform into elites.

Novices who have experienced several missions of birth and death are most likely to be confused for a period of time, and the blood in their hearts will be wiped out by the thought of living, so it is not difficult to win them over."

"Okay, okay," tapped his finger on the wine glass, and William said, thinking about Pierce's thoughts, "Anyway, it's not my person who died, and S.H.I.E.L.D. has nothing to do with me, so don't try to use this to gain sympathy.

And even if the price of the self-healing talisman is reduced to three million dollars, the World Security Council will not agree to use it for fighters,

Also, what do you think this is? "

He took out a self-healing talisman again and gave it to Pierce on the opposite side, "Not only is this thing extremely difficult to make, but the materials to make it are also getting less and less."

"What's so difficult about it?" Pierce said with a frown. "Even if the jade mine resources are starting to dry up, the amount of the world that has been mined before is not small."

"Sorry, I suggest you take the used jade to test and test, and you will understand that this thing is not a product of Blue Star, but an alien ore."

"Alien product?"

Pierce hurriedly stood up, walked to the French window, raised the jade talisman in his hand and looked at the sunlight.

The first thing that catches the eye is a green light in the milky white jade, flickering and flowing slowly like a liquid.

"How about giving you five self-healing talismans of this kind every year, just as a reward for the Cosmic Rubik's Cube?"

Pierce, who was excitedly exploring the inside of the self-healing talisman, suddenly heard William's words, and then turned to look at William in disbelief.

Pointing at him with trembling fingers, he said, "William Devonhill, you are the most shameless person I have ever seen."

"Damn, old man, why am I shameless? This is a treasure that can save you five times a year. You don't need five to save yourself.

But to give it to other people, that would be a great favor." William said excitedly, "Saving someone's life is the greatest favor.

Moreover, as long as you still have the self-healing talisman in your hand, will those people who have been saved by you and know about it treat you better in the future?

After all, you have experienced it yourself, how wonderful it is to die once and come back to life."

"Hehe," Pierce sat back on the sofa, picked up his wine glass and said, "Should I thank you for shooting me and letting me experience a different life?"

"That's not necessary. In this matter, I should apologize, although I think it was just an accident."

"Fuck you, accident." Pierce endured the anger of being shot, and taunted, "Don't forget, no matter how precious this thing is, it also has a price.

Thirty million one piece, hey, five pieces a year is only 1.5 million US dollars, and ten years is only 15 billion.

William shameless is not enough to describe you, maybe we should call you,,,"

"To shut up".

Seeing William staring at him with a frown, Pierce felt aggrieved, but could only choke on the words that came to his mouth.

At this moment, he finally realized that when his personal strength reaches a certain level, he can often do whatever he wants.