Chapter 192

"Ha, man, I meant to tell you, but you didn't ask."

There is another sentence that William didn't say in his heart. Even if you ask, I won't say it, sir. Not only will I not tell you, but I will also cheat you. Otherwise, someone will want to take credit from the uncle in the future and bite a piece of meat to gain benefits.

"So, don't think of yourself as a victim, you have to say the victim, the SWAT officers who were injured or killed are the ones. You said that if your subordinates knew the whole story, would they settle the account with you? If the hearts are scattered, the team will not be easy to lead. ".

Bloomley collapsed on his seat decadently and said helplessly, "Tell me, what do you want, as long as it's not against the law, I'll help you."

"No, this time even if you owe me a favor, but I need you to tell those who are hiding in the dark and staring at me."

"what".

"Tell them, if I don't give it to you, you can't rob it, otherwise, I'll let you take a bite and knock out all your teeth, and by the way, you'll have to laugh and swallow those rotten teeth into your stomach,

If you want benefits, first, you have to have what I need, and second, be polite when you talk to me, well, I like polite people."

Bloomley asked with a sullen face, "So I'm just a chicken for monkeys?"

"That's right." William nodded with a smile.

"Fk, you're a lunatic, William Devonhill," Bloomley looked at the smiling William in horror, "In order to warn some people, you took the lives of dozens of people as a joke."

"Hehe, it seems that you have no blemishes, and you are as clean as a saint. England is a world where sheep eat people and people eat people. If I don't be tough, maybe someone will swallow me tomorrow."

William stared at Bloomley with a frantic expression, "Tell me, Richard Bloomley, is your heart pure? If so, I promise I'll do what you say, if not, don't. Accusing me, because you are not qualified to accuse me, as long as there is no evidence in this world."

Bloomley pondered for a long time, and finally sighed, "At least my heart is longing for heaven, but you are looking directly at hell."

Bloomley shook his head. He felt that William was crazy. He wanted to deduct a pension from William, but now he didn't think he could deduct half a dime from the madman.

Opening the car door, Bloomley turned his back to William and said, "There are more good people in this world, William, I think you should have more contact with simple and kind people. It's not good for you to be so paranoid, see you later."

William rolled his eyes and looked at Bloomley who walked into the dining room, thinking to himself, scumbag, have I overacted, to see if he is frightened, will the upper echelons of England really think of themselves as crazy in the future? .

Two hundred and seventy-ninth chapter dead friends do not die poor road

Sitting in the driver's seat, William was a little annoyed that he was acting too hard today. When dealing with people in the future, those upper echelons in England might really treat themselves as lunatics.

But after thinking about it for a while, William didn't care anymore. A lunatic is a lunatic. A lunatic is better than a fat sheep.

Fat sheep can be slaughtered at will, but you have to think carefully if you want to provoke a lunatic.

"Jingle Bell",

"Sir, Mr. Gareth is calling," said Sunday in the headset.

"Connected." After William finished speaking, Gareth's voice came from his earphones. "Hey, William, why haven't you arrived yet? It's too rude to treat your host before the guests arrive."

"Okay, okay, I'll be outside the restaurant, wait for me for 2 minutes."

Hang up the phone, open the door and get out of the car.

Walking into the restaurant, led by the waiter, walked into a small restaurant with six tables.

William and Catherine said "wait a minute" and said to the waiter, "I want to book this small restaurant, can I?"

"Of course, Mr. Devon Hill," the waiter took out the walkie-talkie and said a few words to the restaurant manager, then said with a smile, "It's alright, sir."

"Thank you" took out a £50 note to the waiter, turned around and hugged Catherine and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"It doesn't matter, we just arrived, we're done?" Katherine asked in a low voice.

"Rest assured, it's all done, the only question is what Bloomley might have guessed."

"That's why you invited him to this dinner?"

"Yes, he is your subordinate, and some things you say are more useful than what I say, but my subordinates do things very cleanly, and Bloomley can't get the handle."

"Then it's fine."

When Gareth and Bloomley saw that William had finished talking, they walked over and said, "Okay, William, let's order."

"Ok", said hello to Bloomley, ordered the meal, and the four of them chatted while eating until 9 o'clock in the evening.

Catherine was dropped off in the parking lot, and Gareth pulled William and Bloomley and said, "Come to my place for a drink?"

William shook his head and said, "It's better to go to my place so late, so as not to disturb your family, even if you drink too much in the hotel, just open a room."

"Ok, I'll go to your place," Gareth turned to Bloomley and said, "Bloomley, you follow us."

At dinner, Bloomley had reached an agreement with Katherine that she would give the same amount of money as a pension to the SWAT who suffered this casualty in the form of a reward.

In addition, the pension paid by the London anti-hole department itself is exactly double the amount, so Bloomley pretended to think and shook his head regretfully,

"Sorry, there were so many casualties in the afternoon. At this time, I have to go to the hospital to see those seriously injured players, next time."

Sending off Bloomley, Gareth didn't drive but got into William's car.

As soon as he got in the car, Gareth asked: "What have you done to Bloomley, he's always looking at you in the dark tonight".

"What I can do is to kill Silva, but hey, our Mr. Commander may think I'm a lunatic, and at the same time, I'm frightened by the way my subordinates killed Silva."

"Scared?" Gareth asked suspiciously: "He is someone who deals with the Kombu elements, so he will be frightened by you? What the hell did you do?"

"Sunday".

"I'm here, sir".

"I'm driving, you explain to Gareth and show him the sniper video."

"Understood, sir".

After watching the video and explaining Sunday, Garris said with joy instead of panic: "How about selling me ten sets of this equipment."

"It's not very good, ten sets, and I won't sell you a single part. Am I short of money? Only an idiot would sell this kind of equipment that threatens me." William refused without thinking.

Gareth didn't give up and said, "A set of five million dollars?"

"Ha ha".

"Fk, what does 'hehe' mean?" Gareth looked at William angrily.

"It means you don't even think about it. You have the nerve to say $5 million. Once this kind of equipment is handed over to you, it won't be long before it will flow out of the Secret Service. As long as a few Barrets with special bombs are aimed at it, in the future It's not safe even if I'm in an armored vehicle."

Seeing what Gareth wanted to say, William continued: "You better think about how to clean up the ghosts in the Secret Service, have you heard of the Spectre Party?"

"Of course, after fighting for decades, how could I not know about Spectre," Gareth said after thinking for a while, "You mean the Secret Service was infiltrated by Spectre."

"Yes, not only have you been infiltrated, but even the official people have been coerced by Spectre, so your first priority now is to clean up the Secret Service, man, you will be busy in the future."

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