"God, you are William Devon Hill, the hereditary Grand Duke of England, worth more than $30 billion, the richest and most handsome diamond single man in the world, can't I fall in love with you at first sight?"

Jesse pouted, looked at William tenderly, and said, "Maybe we can go to your room for coffee and talk more, maybe you can understand how I feel for you."

Looking at Jesse's charming appearance, William's heart sped up and jumped a few times, and it took him four or five seconds to wake up, pretending to be disgusted and regretful, "God, do you know how fake your expression is now?"

"Is there one?" Jesse looked at William with annoyance, "not so much excited."

"Cough, cough", took a sip of the wine glass and took a sip gently, suppressing the impulse in his heart, William continued, "The expression is too fake, and the voice is even less emotional,

The most important thing is that you have a super pig teammate."

"What?" Jesse said dissatisfied, turning his head to look around, "If you dislike who I am, then I can leave."

"Alright, alright, Jesse", William cocked his finger to indicate that this was the restaurant, and then smiled, "You probably don't know that the idiot in a leather jacket outside the restaurant with a revolver stuck in his back from you sitting next to me,

He waved his arms excitedly three times, stared at you and me sixteen times, and muttered to himself, 'Jesse, Jesse, you're the best, we're going to make a fortune' five times."

"Hell", Jesse knew it was revealing when he heard it, and looked up at his fairy, the jumping accomplice, with his hands propped up on the table, grabbing his hair and complaining weakly, "Oh God, that idiot actually waved at me".

William shrugged, put his hand in his chest pocket, and put his wallet into the storage space before lying, "You probably don't know, I never carry a wallet and cash on me, and I transfer money when I need to.

And if you dare to make a dangerous move against me, the elite of the 12 English Airborne Special Service Corps around you will immediately make you and your accomplices understand what an unequal strike is."

"Yes?" Jesse looked around in a hurry, but he didn't find any strange people for a long time, "Bastard, you're scaring me, right?"

"God, I've really been defeated by you, dear Jesse, if you can find out, it's still called elite?" But the special forces bodyguards don't, and the hundreds of spider robots are real.

Grabbing Jesse's hand, he laughed, "If you don't believe me, then look at your idiot fellow."

Being grabbed by William's hand, Jesse struggled slightly, and only then turned his head to look at his companion with a slightly red face, and looked at it for a few seconds, but found nothing abnormal,

The backhand broke free of William's hand, and glared at William angrily, "Bastard, you are playing me again."

"I'm sorry", looking at the puffing Jesse, William was happy, "I forgot to tell you, you have to snap your fingers".

"If you lie to me again, I promise I'll pounce on you and beat you", as soon as he finished speaking, Jesse snapped his fingers, which gave William, who wanted to make the beautiful woman throw himself into his arms, a chance to stop him.

And Jesse covered his mouth at the moment, looking at his accomplice who was trembling and trembling in disbelief, "God, God", grabbed William's hand and couldn't help but clench, and hurriedly shouted, "Stop, stop."

Feeling Jesse's nervousness, William grinned and said, "Just snap your fingers again."

"Click", a snap of her fingers appeared, and her companion immediately paused for a second as if pressing the pause button before falling limply to the ground.

As soon as he wanted to get up to see his companion, before he could get up, Jesse was grabbed by William's hand and pulled back to the chair, "Don't worry, he's fine."

After speaking, he beckoned to Kyle Granmore, the manager of the restaurant who was waiting not far away, "Send the gentleman outside the restaurant to the hospital, the cost is mine,

Tell him that if he wants to sue me, please ask him to prepare a good lawyer, because I guarantee that the 12 barristers of Yueshida Law Firm will be very happy to take my money and wait for a lawsuit with him, which will last for years."

"Understood, sir", Kyle Granmore nodded with a smile, knowing very well that there must be a premise for a lawsuit with a person like William, and when there is no full evidence, before the court of a capital country like the United States pronounces the verdict,

You have to have tens or millions of lawyers' fees and William's drag, and if it drags on for a few years, the lawyer's fees alone can drag down a middle-class family.

And with Kyle Granmore's eyesight, it's a matter of whether the thugs outside dare to call the police, so Kyle smiled and promised, "Don't worry, Mr. Devon Hill, we can handle this kind of thing ourselves."

"Well, I like you, Kyle, your tip today is 30%", William laughed.

As he was talking, Jesse's accomplice stood up slowly, which made Jesse feel relieved, and then angrily, scolding the accomplice who had left her and ran away in a low voice, and drank a big sip of red wine angrily, "Can you let go of my hand? Mr. Devon Hill."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", letting go of the hand holding Jesse, William smiled and said, "No one told you, don't you do it to someone like me who is surrounded by bodyguards?"

"I taught myself everything", seeing that the trick was exposed, Jesse glared at William angrily, "And the hell knows that a super fat sheep like you will not carry a wallet".

"Vision, vision, dear Jesse, your vision of finding a target is really bad", turned his head to look at the black buddy who had been quietly eating and drinking red wine at the table next to him, "How about I help you find someone to do a special training?"

Following William's gaze, Jesse looked at the black buddy who was stunned, and whispered to William after just one look, "You're not kidding, this guy is honest at first glance."

"Honest man, I think you're kidding."

Giving Jesse a blank look, William reached out and tapped lightly on his phone, and quickly displayed the honest man's avatar on a small virtual image on Sunday, "Nice Spoogie, the grandson of Upper East Side pickpocket leader Lem, and his adoptive father is Bucky Spoogie,

sir, if you need it, just call Abram Tarasov, because the pickpockets in New York are all managed by Mr. Abram Tarasov".

Sitting on the side, Nice Sperge, who had been paying attention to William, hurriedly got up and walked to William's side, just pulled out the chair and wanted to sit down, but saw William glance at himself, and immediately stood respectfully, begging for mercy in a low voice,

"For the sake of not bothering you, Mr. Devonhill, don't call Mr. Abram Tarasov, or a man like me won't get along in New York."

"Sit down", seeing that Ness was so knowledgeable, William pointed to the seat on the side, and then looked at Jesse with a disbelieving face and said to Nice, "Do you have time to help me do a special training for this rookie?"

"I'm not a rookie", hearing this, Jesse immediately argued, "I've been in this business for three years, and I'm not a rookie for a long time, and who is Abram Tarasov?"