Although Wilson understands the truth of smashing people's jobs to attract hatred, there is no Englishman who does not want to become a champion horse owner.

"You're already the owner of two champion horses, of course you don't care, and don't forget that some time ago someone scolded you and Abigail in the media".

Hearing this, William's face darkened, this was the first time he had been publicly accused, and thousands of people had accused him together.

In recent years, because his England electricity has been cutting prices, the market share of the other two power companies has been shrinking, and many employees have been forced to lay off employees.

These laid off power workers, who were laid off in several other industries, scolded William and Abigail in the media for making them lose their jobs without providing more jobs.

There are also trauma self-healing instruments, which have also forced many professional private sports clinics to close, and even a medical school is now discussing whether to merge sports surgery, which has only become popular in the last ten years, into other disciplines, so as not to prevent the school from recruiting students.

Fortunately, sports injuries that used to take a month, even half a year, or a year to recover from now only take one or a few days to heal.

This makes those technical players not afraid of injury as if they have encountered the gospel, and the trend of football has actually developed towards the technical flow in an all-round way.

The better the football, the more spectators it will attract, and the hotter the market, the more beneficiaries there will be, and no one will care about the protests of the kinesiology surgeons.

Coupled with higher power, smaller and lighter batteries, more and more battery industries in other countries have suffered heavy losses.

Everyone thought about it, as if William really made a full effort, he could really build a spaceship, and he could really crush the manufacturing industry in England or other countries.

Wilson shuddered at the thought of William mastering most of England's manufacturing industry.

William, a capitalist, may still have a little bit of goodwill, but there is nothing good or evil in capital.

"If I hadn't wanted to really put most people out of work," Wei said, squinting his eyes, "I could have squeezed one industry out of business at will, given the technology in the hands of those fools in England."

"Don't mess around, man", Wilson's worried tone trembled, the richer he was, the more worried Wilson was about the instability of the market.

Only when the market is booming, the jewels in his hands and the gold that he is about to make from Sol will be better sold.

And Hazel, who was beside William, hugged his arm tightly, his face turned red with excitement, and like other beauties, his eyes stared at William in confusion.

For them, as long as the ball market is prosperous, what happens to other industries is none of their business.

"There's a sunbathing pool on the third deck, so while the sun is still on, why don't we do some wholesome activities and help everyone prepare dinner?"

Hazel didn't even think about it, he took William's arm and moved it around, "Now it's up to you."

And Wilson, who was greatly relieved to change the subject and know that he would not mess with the market, said, "Don't disturb me," and William walked up to the upper deck of the yacht with Hazel's dissatisfied and longing eyes from the other girls.

Cast a mute spell around the sunbathing pool, and work out with Hazel for almost an hour,

He refreshed himself and sent Hazel, exhausted from fitness, back to the cabin, and went to the yacht's galley alone, intending to cook some simple dinner.

And during this time, the first person who had completed his cultivation began to wake up, the incantation moved, and after a light that was not strong lit up in his hand, the other people with closed eyes woke up one after another.

One after another of the holy light lit up from their respective hands, and a bright smile appeared on Strauss's wrinkled face, "Since you have all cultivated the holy light,

Then I will apply to His Majesty Devonhill to approve your membership in the Knights of Light, and at the same time to obtain the Ring of Light for you."

Looking at the deer head rings on the hands of Strauss, Johanwick, Seaman, and Hennessy, no matter whether there were people who had cultivated the Holy Light or not, they all showed expectant and envious eyes.

Strauss slowly knelt on the ground and began to whisper a prayer.

After thinking about it, William, who had already been notified on Sunday and was handling the ingredients, let go of the idea of giving the ring directly, it would be worthless to give it away too simply.

Unlike when the Order was first formed, when it was necessary to come up with attractive things to attract talent, it is now necessary for these Preparatory Knights to prove themselves in order to be eligible for magic items.

Otherwise, people with and without merit will receive the same goods, and the ghost will work hard, but he can't say nothing.

The spiritual power swept around him, and after making sure that there was no one, a flame instantly appeared in front of him, and then dozens of gold coins appeared in the flames to melt and deform, turning into hundreds of rings.

Ten seconds later, the hundreds of rings of holy light that were still carrying heat appeared in front of the ascetics without warning.

Then a voice came to everyone's ears, "If you want to join the Knights, everyone has only one trial task, and that is to kill demons to prove themselves."

And in Rome today, there are demons waiting for you to do it.

Whether or not you can get these rings of light in the temple of light elves is up to you."

Looking at the dense magic rings, everyone's eyes were hot, and at the same time, they also let go of the worries in their hearts.

Hundreds of rings are enough for the people on the spot to distribute more than twice, and there will be no situation where the weaker one cannot receive the reward.

"Yes, Your Majesty", Strauss waited for five or six seconds, and when he saw that William didn't say anything more, he respectfully led everyone to bow their heads and salute.

Then he smiled and said to everyone, "I have heard you, not only do you need trials, but those of us who have already received the ring,

Except for John Wick, who has banished the Talon Demon, everyone has to convince His Majesty that none of us are waste."

Strauss did not look at the hooded ascetics, but at the chubby Hennessy and at the faint Seaman, who looked like a professor more than an ascetic

"At your command, Lord Strauss," Seaman and Hennessy agreed with a somewhat embarrassed nod.

Of course, the two of them know who the ascetics who are here today, if they are civilians,

The ascetics who appeared here today were a group of elite soldiers who were specifically responsible for fighting.

Although it was a little difficult for them to kill the demons, the two of them had to agree.

Otherwise, even if others don't say it, they will definitely look down on the two of them in their hearts.

And even Strauss, who had actually killed the Claw Demon just now, didn't count himself, and the two of them were even less qualified to be verbose.

"Check your equipment, go to the depot to resupply those who need it, and start hunting, kids",

Strauss smiled and said, "In the past, even if you didn't receive the favor of the Holy Light, you could all cooperate with the Stonewing Beasts or kill those demons alone, but now everything is easier?"

Just as he was about to remind everyone that the 'Feng' character could kill the demon, John Wick, before he could say it, he saw these ascetics wearing sackcloth hooded robes, revealing cold weapons from the sackcloth robes, or various pistols engraved with dense runes.

NM, John Wick immediately began to break out in a cold sweat, but he didn't expect that these ascetics, who looked serious, steady, and calm, were all sharp blades that disguised themselves in the group.

Especially a big black man with two revolvers engraved with runes in his hands, after taking off his linen robe, he revealed that his clothes couldn't hide all his muscles,

And the bullet belt that was fastened around the waist and hung with revolver magazines.

And what surprised him the most was that the weapon of the black man was a weapon like the Remington Wheel that was hundreds of years ago.

Seeing John Wick looking at him, the big black man showed his particularly obvious white teeth, put the two revolvers, put the holsters on his waist, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Wick, my name is Roland"

"Hello, Roland", John Wick didn't care if the big black man didn't say his last name.

During this time, John also knew some of the penances in charge of the battle, and rarely gave his full name, lest the demons use their names to find their hiding place.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have given Hennessy the nickname of a liquor license.

Seeing John looking at his revolver from time to time, Roland smiled and waved his hand, "I'm sorry, these two guns are my lifeblood, I can only tell you that they are a reamington wheel from one hundred and thirty years ago,

Five great demon hunters have used him, I am the sixth generation, and the demons who died under these two weapons, my family record is eleven,

But the church only recorded 7, and as for dark creatures like werewolves and vampires, there is nothing to say, so I won't mention it."

"Come on, Roland", Hennessy, who was assigned to John Wick as a mentor or assistant, laughed, "Everyone knows that your father is a great man who killed five demons in his life,

But the ancestors before your father, we would like to believe, but this cannot be proven".

"Five?" said John Wick with respect, "so you're already a demon hunter of record, and you've killed two?"

"No, no, since I took over these two great weapons, I have killed not only two demons, but three, but unfortunately, the flying wing I killed in the first two years of my debut, I can't prove it, and",

Roland looked around and whispered, "And I'm different from those guys stationed in Rome,

They were all vassals of the Stonewings, and they followed the Stonewings in their work.

But I'm different, I'm a lone ranger, and if it weren't for the miniaturization of photographic equipment over the years, I wouldn't have been able to prove that there are even two ends of the record."

When John Wick looked at Roland, William, who heard this, said to Sunday, "Is there a record of this big black man?"

"Yes, SIR", Sunday immediately called up Roland's profile, "Roland Deshan, from a family of monster hunters.

It is rumored that his ancestors were possessed by demons, and after accidentally killing the priest who saved him, the family has been attached to the church ever since, and began to hunt dark creatures for a living.

In the past three years, he has already received 1,850 large gold coins from the werewolf hunting mission you posted."

"One thousand eight hundred and fifty, that's thirty-seven werewolves?"

Roland killed so many werewolves, which aroused William's favor at once, and even thought for a moment that if the super soldier's experiment was successful,

Did you also include this big black guy in the plan?

"Roland uses a gun, so his marksmanship must be very good?"

"MAYBE NOT GOOD, SIR".

Under the reminder on Sunday, William took out the smart eye strap from the storage space and saw the video that Roland deliberately took when he was hunting werewolves.

Before he watched the video, William said with a strange expression, "Every time this guy performs a mission, he shoots a video by himself?"

"Yes, SIR, probably because the merits of our ancestors have been denied, and I have suffered losses in this regard, plus because I am black,

Although Roland has a lot of minor problems and doesn't care much about his personal reputation, he is very concerned about whether his surname can be engraved on the holy monument.

So although he was assassinated by the dark creatures, he never changed this habit."

William asked with some surprise, "Several generations have served the Illuminati, and they have clearly had the merit of hunting demons, and they have killed many dark creatures that they don't know how many, so they are not eligible for the merit monument?"

Immediately, he understood that Roland was a big black man, and if it weren't for that, he probably wouldn't have joined the penance group, let alone the Knights of the Holy Light, which seemed to modern people to be a bit of a secondary team.

At the beginning of the video, it was pitch black, and six balls of gunfire appeared in the shaking picture from time to time, and six balls of blood mist flew out of the head and chest of a galloping werewolf in the distance, and then it was like tripping over a stone, rolling a few meters on the ground without moving.

Immediately there were several clicks and clicks, and William, who was a gunsmith himself, could easily hear the sound of loading bullets.

Then there were six more gunshots in the picture, and ordinary people only sounded like two gunshots, and the werewolves who rushed towards Roland at both ends were instantly eliminated.

After silently recalling for a while, William said with some surprise, "This guy shoots, loads six bullets, and then shoots, killing three werewolves, it only takes less than two seconds before and after, not to mention that his hand speed is fast and very accurate."

Then he wondered, "If you are so good at firearms, why did you only kill thirty-seven werewolves in three years?"

"SIR, YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THAT THE CURRENT WEREWOLVES ARE PROBABLY THE MOST SECRETIVE DARK RACE IN THIS WORLD.

Those who are not well hidden, revealing traces and flaws, will be killed by demon hunters all over the world,

Otherwise, after killing the witcher, I will catch the trail and send a drone to solve it."

Well, in the past few years, it seems that he has only paid nearly 50,000 gold coins, and if 50 coins per werewolf are calculated as a reward, nearly 1,000 werewolves have been killed.

So if you continue this hunting mission, you will get a higher price?

50,000 gold coins were converted into US dollars for only 100 million, and William commanded without thinking, "Tell the agency that issued the task to double the bounty."

"SIR, I must remind you that the incidents of deliberately capturing werewolves to create more werewolves in the past three years have shown an upward trend,

Although I found out and reported it to the mission issuing agency for cleaning up, with the bounty for hunting werewolves doubled, it would be better for you to also post a mission to hunt and kill those who deliberately create werewolves."

Ha, this is the inferior root of humanity, as long as the issued mission is still there, this kind of thing can't be avoided, and even if he sends out a mission to hunt the werewolf maker,

Someone will hit the idea on this.

But William only sighed a few times, and then commanded Sunday to do so.