"I'll wait for your call, Mr. Lawrence" William squinted at Fat Lawrence.

"Okay, Mr. Devon Hill, I won't bother you", after saying that, Lawrence hurriedly pulled his son who was also panicked and walked away,

Walking to the back of the auction hall, Lawrence took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on his face, and whispered to Mitch, "Don't mess with him, Mitch, don't mess with William Devon Hill, God, it seems that the rumors in the black market are true."

"What is true or fake", Mickey replied strangely, "Father, aren't you just a bear-like bodyguard, and we are not subordinates who have not been able to fight".

"Shut up, Mickey", seeing that his son was a little eager to try, Lawrence thought about it and decided to tell the truth to Mickey, so as not to mess with someone who couldn't be messed with, and stretched out his head and whispered in his ear,

"There is a rumor in the underworld that William Devonhill killed dozens of mercenaries in Montenegro seven or eight months ago, and it is also rumored that he did the group of Albanians who were killed a few months ago."

"How is it possible", Mickey's frightened face changed, a few months ago, the Albanians were killed by sixty or seventy people in one night, causing a lot of panic in the French underworld, during that time Mickey was honest for a long time before he dared to go out and be chic,

"He is a world-class rich man, how can he kill hundreds of people by himself?"

Lawrence shook his head and said, "Many people are sure that William Devon Hill did the Black Mountain thing, and I thought it was impossible like you before, but when I came into contact with him just now, I could clearly feel the smell of blood on his body that was so strong that it couldn't be dissolved, which was your father's intuition that I had cultivated in a special industry for 30 years."

If it is certain that William Devonhill was responsible for what happened in Montenegro, then he must have done the destruction of the Franco-Albanian gang a few months ago."

"Why".

"Because", Lawrence swallowed, his eyes filled with fear, "because William Devon Hill has a special habit".

"What?" asked Mickey as he saw his father tremble a little as he spoke.

Lawrence froze, "God, William Devon Hill has a peculiar way of killing people, he likes to use Glock, he prefers to hit the head, and the head that can hit the target will never hit the body parts."

The mercenaries who hung up in Montenegro and the Albanians in Paris were headshots for more than 9 floors".

"Hell" Mickey looked at William, who was sitting on the VIP stage talking and laughing with Wilson, and wiped his forehead, which was not sweating at all, "Is this guy sick?

"Hmm", Mickey, who was looking at William, suddenly saw William looking up at himself with ill intentions, "God, Father, he won't hear our conversation."

Lawrence also noticed William staring at their father and son, "No, no, it can't be, how can he hear it from such a distance."

Suddenly, Lawrence's mobile phone rang, and the father and son, who were weak-minded, were immediately startled by the ringtone of the mobile phone.

When he took out his mobile phone and saw the number, Lawrence immediately broke out in a cold sweat, answered the phone with trembling hands, and heard William's voice, "People who talk a lot don't live long, right? Mr. Lawrence."

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Devon Hill, I know how".

"Well, I like smart people, by the way, if I hear that your father and son have destroyed the antiques of the Celestial Empire in the future, I will send someone to talk to you, do you understand?"

"Understood, understood, sir, I promise that will not be the case".

"Well, please help me take care of my little spider, thank you".

"Spider?" Lawrence looked at the phone he hung up, didn't understand what the spider meant, raised his head and suddenly saw a spider the size of a fingernail on Mickey's shoulder, just wanted to remind Mickey, but his mind immediately remembered William's words.

Isn't this exactly what a spider is?

"Don't move, Mickey", Lawrence reached out and tried to pinch the spider robot on Mickey's shoulder, but before his hand could touch the spider robot, he saw the little spider erect its forelimbs and wave it at him a few times,

Looking at the flashing metallic light, blade-like forelimbs, Lawrence immediately stopped pinching with his hands, and after thinking about it, he put his palm on Mickey's shoulder, and the spider robot immediately climbed into his palm by itself.

Now the two fathers and sons immediately saw that the spider was a robot, and Mickey couldn't believe it and asked his fat father, "Is this a robot?"

"Of course, isn't it a robot or a biological spider?" Lawrence glanced at his stunned son, and just as he was about to speak, Mickey said, "Father, Mr. Devon Hill's bodyguard is here."

Antonov, who came over, said, "Mr. Lawrence, I'm sorry for you," and stretched out his hand to Lawrence with his palm exposed.

"No trouble, no trouble", the spider robot in Lawrence's hand immediately contracted its eight legs, and it only took 2 seconds to turn into a round ball, and it rolled along Lawrence's hand to Antonov's palm, and then continued to roll up along the palm,

A very slight 'pop' sound melted into the beaded bracelet on Antonov's wrist.

Lawrence and his son, who looked at it with this hand, were dumbfounded, and at a glance they understood that the bracelets on Antonov's wrists were all of this kind of robot,

"Thank you, Mr. Lawrence, Mr. Devon Hill has asked me to remind you that a child will suffer a great loss if he does not take care of it."

"Understood, sir, thank you on my behalf Mr. Devon Hill for the reminder, I will educate Mickey well", was ridiculed, Lawrence and Mickey, who was almost 30 years old, surprisingly did not feel the slightest annoyance, but were very excited to catch William.

After staying in the special industry for a long time, Lawrence and his son understood that William showed them technology that was ahead of his time, not only to warn, but also to indirectly show that their father and son were useful to William.

"Well, goodbye Mr. Lawrence", Antonov and Lawrence, father and son, nodded, and returned to William.

Mickey looked at William in the distance with glowing eyes, and said to Lawrence excitedly, "God, I was a little dismissive of the rumors that Mr. Devon Hill was a genius before, but now I really admire him."

Lawrence looked at his son with disdain, but he agreed with Mickey's words.

"Well, if only I had a sister, introduce her to Mr. Devon Hill, and from now on our family will still use it to make fakes and buy and sell antiques from the black market."

"Shut up, Mickey".

Lawrence, who was so shameless in his words, almost had a heart attack, "God, why am I smart, your mother is smarter than me, but the son she gave birth to is an idiot, hell, if I have other children, do you think you idiot can inherit my career and wealth? I would have given you a sum of money to get out of the way."

"You're not going to be that smart," Mitch muttered as Lawrence.

As soon as he finished muttering, Mickey heard a sound behind him, turned his head and saw five or six Asians walking into the venue, listening carefully to the language of these people, Mickey happily said to Lawrence, "Father, another group of Celestial Empire people are coming."

"I know, stupid, don't forget that I taught you the Celestial Empire dialect."

Lawrence was wondering if he should come up to say hello, but saw these people standing at the back of the venue and looked around, and walked directly to the VIP table where William and Wilson were sitting.