After the night, Schwager woke up and staggered downstairs with his clothes on, and saw William sitting on the couch on the phone.

William also saw Schwager coming downstairs, pointed to the dining table not far away, and motioned for him to eat breakfast first.

Schwager listened to William's phone call while eating breakfast, which he thought was an unimportant call, but after listening to it, he found that the person who was talking to William was probably Benjamin Arthur.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be so efficient, you helped me get more than 31 sets of orders in one night, man, you really deserve to be the first family in the United States, I start to like you."

"What, don't worry, I promise to find out the person, yes, yes, I already have a clue to Schwagger, I will be able to catch him soon, no problem, I will definitely find the mastermind behind the scenes."

"OK, I'll visit Mr. Arthur and Ms. Barbara in Texas sometime, well, bye-bye."

Hanging up the phone, there was 155 million pounds in one night, which made William feel very good, and with a smile on his face, he walked to Schwager and sat down, drinking juice and eating breakfast.

"B-Benjamin Arthur?" Schwager endured for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking.

"That's right, it's him, don't worry, you are worthless and won't sell you, and I'm English, I don't have the heart to ask Lao Mei for credit", William laughed, and then hesitated for a few seconds to look up and say to Schwarger, "Do you have a dog?"

"Yes, it's called Sam, and it's been with me since birth," Schwager said, suddenly having a bad premonition, "What's wrong?

"Well, I'm sorry, man, when I read the report in the morning, it was mentioned in the news that you killed your own dog before you left your home in the mountains and went to Philadelphia to assassinate Benjamin."

"FK," Schwager clenched his knife and fork tightly, gritting his teeth, "it's not over, and when I'm healed, I'll let them know not to mess with my dog."

William rolled his eyes, he was a dog lover again, and like John Wick, he killed for the sake of dogs, but he didn't know how John Wick was doing now.

"William, how about we make a deal?" Schwager suddenly said to William, who was stunned.

"What?" asked William, who was thinking about Fatji, confusedly.

Schwager said solemnly, "You help me get revenge, how about I help you do things?"

"Of course it's no problem, we're neighbors and friends, I'm relieved that you come to help me", William said shamelessly,

originally wanted to recruit Schwagger, otherwise he would have saved Schwager himself when he was full, and not only wanted to recruit, but also wanted Schwager to join Kingsman.

Even if Schwager doesn't want to be an agent, with his ability to hit small cans 1,800 yards away, it's not bad to be a sniper instructor or a special ops member.

Although Carlos the Cross is definitely better than Schwager, William can't look for Carlos for everything, and if he uses too much friendship, it will depreciate.

"You recuperate here first, and when I find out who is behind the scenes, you can do it yourself if you want to, or after the injury is better, you can call if you want to join the investigation in person."

After speaking, William wrote a phone number to Schwager in his left hand, and then said, "After revenge, you probably won't be able to stay in the United States, it just so happens that I have a good job waiting for you in England, and old Mr. Schwager probably wants you to go back to London to live."

"Thank you", Schwager nodded gratefully, and then took out his phone with the thought of something, "My phone is in the water, but there are two frame numbers in it, which should be helpful for you to check the mastermind behind the scenes."

William didn't answer Schwagger's phone, but smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, because I took the time to check behind the scenes, so I already checked your phone last night."

Schwager rolled his eyes, "Okay, should I thank you for not lying to me, or should I call you a bastard".

"Whatever, you were a bastard when you were young anyway, I just learned from you", William said with a smile.

After breakfast and chatting for a while, William said goodbye to Schwager and drove to the airport.

Coming to the airport and walking into the VIP lounge, Keane, the captain of the private jet, walked up quickly and greeted William, "BOSS, the plane is ready, we can fly to Rio de Janeiro at any time."

"Hmm".

Now he went to Brazil because he didn't want to leave evidence of his presence in the United States, so as not to be suspected by the Montana counselor Charles Meen and his gang.

How much energy the military-industrial complex has, William understands very well, can not hide in the shadows and plot against them, of course William will not be an idiot to show up in person.

The second is that he asked Ambrosio to go to Brazil to wait for him before, the time is almost a month, and he can still use things to prevaricate when he stays in London before, but now that others have come to the United States, if he doesn't go to Ambrosio, maybe he will really go to the London manor to find him directly.

He didn't want Ambrosio and Abigail to meet, and it was better for one to stay in Europe and the other to stay in America.

However, although the others were gone, Schwagger's affairs were not ignored, and after William's plane took off, the members of Brian Mills' team, Sam, Bernie, Casey, and Clarence just walked out of the airport in Philadelphia.

Finding the car prepared by the people on the dark web beforehand, Sam asked Brian, "Brian, how do we do it?"

"Let's go to the Philadelphia FB1 agent named Nick Morpheus that the boss said, Nick was the first person to contact Schwager after the sniper case, and he was also robbed of a gun and a car by Schwagger's uniform, which made Philadelphia FB1 a big ugly,

He must want to clear his name now, as long as he gives him some clues, Mr. Morpheus may continue to investigate,

And the people behind the attack on Benjamin Arthur may be staring at him right now, so we'll use him as bait to see if we can lure the people out of the scenes."

"OK", Brian's team of five drove to Philadelphia in a six-seater business van, and with Sunday guidance, it didn't take much effort for the five to find Nick.

In the van, Bernie, who is the best at conversation and concealment, put his mask in his pocket, put on his sunglasses and took the paper bag handed by Sam.

Nodding to his teammates, he pulled the car door and walked out of the car and towards Nick Morpheus's restaurant.

Walking into the restaurant, Bernie found a place where he could observe the entire restaurant, sat down, ordered a lunch, and observed the entire restaurant secretly while eating.

It took ten minutes or so to find that someone was indeed staring at Nick Morpheus, and Bernie quietly finished his lunch and walked out of the restaurant and returned to the car like no one.

He said to Brian, "There are indeed people staring at Nick, what do we do now, do we continue to contact Nick as planned, or turn our heads to stare at the people who are staring at Nick."

Before Brian could say anything, Sam on the side said first, "The person who is staring at Nick now is not necessarily the person the boss wants us to investigate, maybe it is the person from FB1's internal investigation room."