William's head turned, and he knew the numbers in his heart, "So I still have $5.36 billion and £750 million in cash?"

"Yes, SIR, you're probably the person with the most cash in the world, and your fortune is about to skyrocket as the sales of bulletproof suits explode in the future, congratulations, sir," complimented Sunday.

"Haha," William laughed, then squinted, "then shouldn't I have exchanged shares in the Bulletproof Company and Electricity England with King Philip and the Grand Duke of Grosvenor later, lest they make a fortune as soon as they enter the company."

"It's your freedom, SIR, but I think King Philip and the Grand Duke of Grosvenor would have begged you for the shares if they knew."

"It's not up to them," William pouted, "it's not that easy to take advantage of me, and I didn't inject bulletproof suit manufacturing technology into the new company when I signed the contract with them."

"DOO-DOO-TO-DOO," THE MANOR'S INTERNAL COMMUNICATION BELL RANG IN THE BASEMENT, AND SUNDAY IMMEDIATELY REPORTED, "SIR, IT'S MISS ABIGAIL."

"Tell her, I'll go up now", after the matter was dealt with, William happily walked into the basement elevator to the first floor of the manor.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw Abigail in pajamas, "BOSS, it's half past 12 in the middle of the night, why don't you rest."

These nights, I've been busy teleporting to New York to infiltrate the Valentine Group's server center, and I've never been with Abigail at all except for breakfast together.

"Miss me", William smiled and took Abigail's hand and kissed her on the face, Abigail smiled and pulled William directly upstairs to do a healthy activity.

The next day, Willian was in a good mood and did not go to work at Chelsea, and he did not want to see Gunner's daughter Sofia.

If other girls eat it, they will eat it, but they are not responsible for eating their daughters, then William will not want to say anything in front of the death squad in the future.

What's more, mixed with feelings, how can I let Gunner be born and die for himself in the future, there are many beautiful little girls, there is no need to cause trouble for yourself, and William really doesn't want to go to work at Chelsea.

His enthusiasm for the team is not as high as that of the horses.

Sending off his dissatisfied mother and Abigail, who was secretly snickering, William returned to the main building, came to the corner of the hall on the first floor, and looked at the robot that had been improved by two Mark armor armors and disguised as a plate knight, and forced the white ghost into the corner and did not dare to move,

"The next time you dare to sneak into my house, I promise to let these robots tear you apart".

As soon as the white ghost moved, the blue light of the four eyes of the two robots turned red, and the four palms began to glow towards the white ghost.

The white ghost, who had a strong sense of crisis, didn't dare to move immediately, and he could clearly feel that if he was hit by the energy of the robot's palm, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat.

However, he said stiffly, "If I hadn't been attacked and I was afraid of damaging your things, how could I have been trapped by these two iron guys."

"Haha, it's useless to have a hard mouth", William walked up to the Mark robot and snapped his fingers, and the two plate knights immediately put down their hands, turned around and walked back to the post, pulled out the long sword on their back, closed the light in their eyes, lowered their heads, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and returned to the appearance of the ornament.

William looked at the dozen faint knife marks on the knight's body, and looked at the white ghost with a sneer, "Didn't you cut as much as you wanted at the beginning, but the more you hit these robots, the more powerful they become?"

"FK," William said, and the white ghost understood after a little thought, "These robots are controlled by super artificial intelligence, and can learn the opponent's moves independently?"

"Of course", William smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, and came to the small living room on the second floor with an unhappy white ghost, walked to the wine cabinet and asked, "What to drink?"

The white ghost with super good eyes glanced at it and said, "That bottle of 82-year-old Latour will do."

Hearing that the White Ghost directly picked Latour in '82, William couldn't help but roll his eyes, '82, '90 and this year's 00 years are probably the best years in Latour's past twenty years.

Before the 00-year-old wine was sold publicly, William raised the price by 15%, so that several big wine merchants in London ordered Latour's 10% share of this year, and 17,500 bottles of red wine will be delivered to the estate as soon as the winery comes out.

Not only that, William's share of red wine in 01 next year will also increase the price by 15%, and the 20% share will reach 35,000 bottles, and tens of millions of pounds will be thrown out, and the effect will be absolutely leveraged.

The people at Château Latour not only treated William as their most distinguished customer, but also gave him 6 cases of 6 cherished vintages of 82 and 90 years.

Shaking his head helplessly, he opened the 82 Latour, poured half of the wine into the decanter, poured a glass of whiskey himself, walked back to the sofa, and handed the decanter and wine glass to the white ghost, "You are a murderous guy who actually understands red wine."

The white ghost glared at William angrily, "It's true that I'm a killer, but no one stipulates that killers can't have their own hobbies,

If I have more money, I will naturally enjoy good things, otherwise what will I do with so much money? Keep it for my offspring? Or do I not know what my future wife is waiting for there?"

Seeing the white ghost carefully shaking the wine glass, William complained, "The nobles are not as particular as you."

"Idiot, don't look at your status as a nobleman, but you are really not a noble" White Ghost looked at William with disdain and drank a quarter of the whiskey in one gulp, "You drink this way than Lao Maozi, you are only suitable for drinking whiskey."

"Haha", William laughed, "I didn't say that I am a nobleman, or I am comfortable to be an ordinary person, drink as much as I want, and eat as much as I want."

After speaking, he took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it to Bai Ghost, "It's 2 million pounds in it, which is a reward for you to kill 20 pieces of garbage last night."

After taking the envelope, the white ghost put it directly into his jacket pocket without even looking at it, and said with some regret, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch the mastermind, but the mastermind should be someone from the desert tyrant's side."

"I know," William nodded, a little glad that he had found White Ghost, an assassination expert, to keep an eye on him, and the killer's mind allowed White Ghost to really find someone who was secretly spying on him and his mother.

Someone was on the demolition site outside the Chelsea stadium yesterday, staring in the direction of his mother's office.

After catching the opponent's feet, the white ghost quietly followed the stalkers, and after finding their lair, he directly killed all 20 people at 2 o'clock in the morning.

It's a pity that these people are all crazy, and the white ghost deliberately left 2 lives that seemed to be the leader, but these 2 people finally pulled the pineapple on their bodies and wanted to die with the white ghost.

Although all the people are dead, the eating habits of these people are completely in accordance with the habits of the people on the other side of the desert, and with this clue, the scope of suspicion is much smaller.

William thought for a moment and said, "Do me a favor."

"You say," the White Ghost nodded.