"Money", the word popped out of the church's silence for a few seconds.

"FK, do you think I don't know this option?" Ray Munroe said angrily, "Gad, how much do I have to pay William Devon Hill to get him?"

"Then to put it another way, talk to him about the conditions to give him benefits, as long as the conditions we give can make him happy, I can't think of William, who wants money to die, will refuse,

Ray, I know William, otherwise you wouldn't have come here with me, a former C1A director who was already waiting to resign, and it would be safer to talk to him about money than to go straight to blow up Devonhill Plaza, otherwise you'd better pray that the two of us won't be found out.

William Devin Hill's madman might even have set his eyes on our family with a vengeance, don't tell me you don't know what he's done, he's even more cold-blooded and ruthless than we think,

Even if he won't retaliate immediately because we are in a high position, there will always be ordinary times for people like us, and then how are you going to deal with William Devon Hill, who is so rich that he doesn't know how to spend it."

Thinking of the information he had seen about what William had done, Ray Monroe thought for a long time this time,

"I can't think of anything I can do to make the hearts of a guy who can make hundreds of millions of dollars a day, and I'm just the deputy head of C1A.

Monroe was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Forget it, I'll report this matter privately to Mr. Trum Bull, and see what he decides."

"That's best, I suggest you don't care about what conditions you can give William, anyway, promise him first, and then rescue Benjamin and talk about goodbye, Ray."

"Wait, don't go yet, go and wait outside the conference room, maybe Mr. Trumm-Bull needs to hear your assessment of William Devon Hill."

"Yes, I'm waiting outside the conference room, but I have to change into a military uniform, and from now on my relationship with you is no longer a subordinate relationship, but a colleague relationship, please call me Colonel Colton from now on."

That was the end of the call, and Sunday said, "SIR, I spied on Monroe afterwards and found that he hadn't given up on the idea of putting fried eggs in the four commercial buildings in Devonhill Plaza."

On Sunday, the call between Ray Monroe and others continued,

"Let our people secretly go to Devonhill Plaza, and the four commercial buildings belonging to William Devon Hill are equipped with remote-controlled fried eggs, and we have no choice but to force him to move closer to us."

"Understood," an elderly man's voice came, "you don't know about this, I'll take care of it."

Monroe thought for a moment and said, "OK."

At the end of the conversation, William hurriedly asked, "Who? Who is the last man?"

"Ward Abbott, C1A Special Operations Chief, SIR".

"Information, give me this information called Ward-Abbott", the familiar name made William stand up suddenly, and he couldn't help but think that it was a fragment of that memory.

SUNDAY CALMED DOWN FOR A FEW SECONDS AND SUDDENLY REPORTED, "SIR, I NEED TO HACK INTO A SPECIAL SERVER, I NEED YOUR PERMISSION."

"Is there a risk of exposure? find out this old man if there is no risk."

"Understood," reported Sunday half a minute later, "director of the Ward-Abbott Stumbling Block program."

"FK," thinking about what is the stumbling block plan, and then thinking about the purpose and original intention of the stumbling block plan, as well as the habits of action,

William laughed, "It's fun now, this old bastard Ward-Abbott is going to blow up my building,

I didn't expect that I even had a plan on how to make the Bakawi family take the blame, and now someone actually jumped out to help me complete the plan.

But, hehe, it's best this way, lest the Bakawi family don't do it, I have to blow up my own commercial building myself, maybe I can kill two birds with one stone in the end."

Then William ordered loudly, "Send the Black Blade drone and the spider-bot to keep an eye on the Mi Foreign Affairs Pavilion at Devonhill Square,

I want to know the every move of anyone who walks out of the embassy, and I would like to take a video of how they are loading fried eggs in my four commercial buildings."

"Understood, SIR, drone carriers and spider-robot droppers have already set off".

Half an hour later, William was lying on the sofa looking at the old American field staff who was being targeted by spider robots and drones.

The satellite call prompt of "Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding" suddenly sounded.

"SIR, this time the satellite network is waiting for the link, the vice president of the United States, Douglas Trump."

Hearing this, William sat up hesitantly, thought for a few minutes before saying, "Take it."

"Understood, satellite video link".

Looking at the pajamas on his body, thinking about what to say for a while, William didn't change his clothes except for standing up, he had to create a feeling of not paying attention to these old beauties, and being sure of everything.

Video connects, and a long conference table and the old black man Trum Bull sitting in the middle appear in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Bull", William waved his hand, "sorry to keep you waiting, I was just taking a nap".

"It's all right, Mr. Devon Hill, it's us who interrupted your nap."

Trumbble said in a calm tone, and there was no anger on his face, as if William had ignored the church and had kept them waiting for a few minutes had not happened.

However, the faces of a few people on the side were not very good.

Seeing that the chapel wearing a military uniform and having only the status of a colonel was also sitting at the conference table, William greeted with a strange smile, "Hey, church, aren't you from C1A? Why are you wearing a military uniform? and sitting at such a high-level table."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Devon Hill, do we know each other?" said the church, but his heart was secretly tightened, thinking that William had not noticed his conversation with Ray Munro.

However, he didn't dare to make any more unnecessary moves, and continued, "My name is Colton, and I am a colonel in the US Army, not the church you said."

"Well, whoever you say is who you are," William pursed his lips and returned his gaze to Trum Bull, who had been smiling, "I'm sorry, although I'd like to say it's an honor to meet all the top echelons of the United States at once, but what are you looking for me".

"Help us find Mr. Benjamin Arthur," Trump Bull didn't talk nonsense, and directly promised, "As long as you can rescue him, as long as Benjamin and I are in office in the future, we will do our best to help you do anything that does not violate the law and morality and harm the country."

"Haha", what Trump Bull said for his identity, William would believe.

But if the church had been involved in his secret conversation with Ray Munroe, the church would have reminded Trump Bull that William would not believe such promises without exact conditions.

And William's thoughts at this time were really the same as the church guessed, this kind of promise was really just listening to it in his heart,

Thinking with contempt in his heart, this is even more insincere than the heads of several countries who were saved by him and promised benefits, so he also lied with his eyes open, but there was a sentence in his lie that this group of people in the video wanted to hear the most.