After a few minutes of getting dressed, William took out a backpack under Abigail's frightened gaze, loaded a dozen defensive and offensive pineapples, stun bombs, and took a military version of the AWM from the weapon rack.

"Click, click" separated the barrel of the AWM from the barrel of the gun and loaded it into the backpack.

He had a cubic meter of storage space, and the spear was fine if it was tilted down, but it had to be put in a backpack in front of Abigail.

"Hell, are you going to war?" Abigail said worriedly, holding William's arm

William didn't answer, and quietly took out five special magazines for AWP, three loaded with armor-piercing bullets, two loaded with ordinary bullets, plus the magazine on AWM, for a total of 30 sniper rounds.

Zipper the backpack and put it on his shoulder, and gave Abigail a fragrant face, "Stay home and wait for me to come home, understand?"

"Okay, okay", seeing William with so many weapons, Abigail, who had not taken it to heart, couldn't help but get nervous, "Don't worry, dear, I promise not to go out."

"Very good", incense on Abi's lips again, "I have to go, don't be nervous if the power goes out in the manor, the backup power will be turned on in 10 seconds on Sunday, and then go to the basement safe house as he tells you to stay,

Anyone but me or Sunday doesn't care if anyone asks for help or lets you out, you know?"

"Clear, understood".

"Remember, don't be indiscriminate, maybe it's a deliberate way for the enemy to lure you out, if there's an emergency, you let Sunday deal with it, as long as you're in the manor, it will take care of anything for you."

"Understood," Abigail nodded blankly.

"Okay, I'm leaving".

After saying that, William took Abigail's hand and walked out of the weapons room.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the weapons room, the separated wall immediately closed slowly, and it reverted to the shape of the wall seamlessly.

Looking at Abigail with a look of pity, William smiled and said, "Don't think that if I don't sneak in the weapon room anymore, I won't let you touch the weapon if I don't let you touch it alone."

"Ha, how can there be", Abigail, who was seen through by William's careful thinking, smiled embarrassedly, "Be careful, dear, I will wait for you at home".

"Hmm".

Carrying a backpack downstairs, I got into an Aston Martin, put all the weapons in my backpack into the storage space, and drove towards the Thames.

He made an appointment with the head barrel of Kelner Beckon in France to meet on a sightseeing boat on the River Thames.

If the two of them talk well, William will save Kellner Beken, if the talk is not good, then whether Kellner Beken is dead or alive depends on the will of God.

Before he reached the docks, William began to encounter the checkpoints, passing through three checkpoints along the way, and it was almost 8 o'clock before William appeared at a small pier in the Thames.

Parking the car in front of the dock and getting out of the car, Kellner-Beckon's outer bodyguards only looked away from him when they saw that it was William.

Several black-suited bodyguards walked up to William under the guidance of a middle-aged man, "Good morning, Mr. Devon Hill, I'm Kevin, Kellner Bakken's personal assistant."

"Hello, Kevin", William nodded at Kevin, and then saw the bodyguard behind him holding a metal detector in the shape of a racket.

Kevin noticed William's gaze and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devon Hill, for what is necessary for this."

Helplessly rolled his eyes and nodded, if he didn't have a weapon on him, William would definitely spray the smiling guy in front of him with a face of saliva, but now he does have a weapon on him,

Avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles, William took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing two weapons on both sides of his armpits.

"You—" Kevin looked at William in surprise.

Without waiting for Kevin to speak, William said directly, "Don't think I'll hand over the gun to you, either let me get on the boat to meet Kellner Beckon, or I'll go back to the car and drive away."

"This," Kevin paused for a few seconds, thinking for a moment, William's identity was not an ordinary person, which reassured Kevin a lot, and asked for instructions on the walkie-talkie in a low voice.

After a few moments, Kevin stepped out of the way and reached out and made a gesture of please, "Please follow me, Mr. Devon Hill".

Walking into the dock, a mental scan found that there were 12 bodyguards in black suits alone, and no less than 30 other people wearing regular clothes and guns.

It seems that the proximity of France and England is also beneficial, and if you want to bring as many people as you want, you just need to report to England and then drive through the undersea tunnel.

Other countries are not so convenient.

Walking onto a small pleasure boat only seven or eight meters long, William saw Kellner Beckon sitting behind the boat with papers.

Before Kellner-Beckon could speak, William said in the surprised gazes of him and Kevin, "I don't know that idiot made you stay here."

"There's nothing wrong with staying on the river, but the real question is, why don't you sit on a big boat, but stay on such a small boat, not only to let you see at a glance, but also to have no shelter, is the level of the French secret service so low?"

"Poof", Kellner-Beckon didn't speak yet, and Kevin on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Kellner glared at his assistant, then laughed and shook his head, "Alright, Kevin, leave some personal space for me and Mr. Devon Hill."

"I'm sorry, sir", Kevin hurriedly apologized before saying, "I'll get out of here".

Seeing this, William immediately understood that it was his own idea for Kellner Bakken to stay on this small boat.

Thinking of this, William couldn't help but laugh, spread his hands, "I'm sorry."

"Forget it, it was indeed my mistake that affected the work of the secret service bodyguards", Kellner stretched out his hand and pointed to the sofa next to him, "sit casually".

"Thank you".

The two sat down, and Kellner said a few kind words and condolences about James, and William, who was listening, hurriedly interrupted him, "Kellner, well, can I call you Kellner?"

"Of course, my friends call me Kellner, and of course you can too."

"Thank you", William nodded in thanks, "Honestly, I don't like James first, and I don't know him and I don't know him, so let's get straight to the point."

William's directness and ruthlessness surprised Kellner, this is your first in England, even if you don't like the most basic politeness.

Seeing that William's face didn't look like a fake, Kellner said, "Okay, then let's talk about the Banque de France."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Switch, I don't think it's a good idea to take a stake in the Banque de France now, if you have other investments we can talk about, but the Banque de France is really out of my mind."

If it had been negotiated earlier, William would still have the interest and ways to avoid suspicion, but now the attack is about to happen.

At this time, if you help the Bank of France short, then anyone can guess that William must have received the news of the attack on London by the Bakawi family.