Back at the villa, saying goodbye to the Philip family and Richard, William deliberately took Thor and Wilson, who was allowed to follow without incident, to stand at the door of the villa.

When waiting for the car to come, all the reporters were pleasantly surprised to find that William and Wilson were actually standing on either side of a handsome long-haired young man who was also a little more than 1.9 meters tall.

In an instant, Thor, the guy whose identity no one has found, has become the focus of the world's attention.

Who is this guy?

Looking at Saul, who laughed and talked with William and Wilson from time to time, the media and viewers all over the world who are paying attention to today's incident,

They all secretly wondered in their hearts why this young man, who was qualified to let William and Wilson accompany him, was still standing in the middle of him.

The expression on his face when he spoke also showed that the young man was not at all reserved, as if everything was taken for granted.

But the demons who knew Thor and projected to the earth were not so happy.

Mammon's bastard sent a bone demon to approach John Wick for almost half a month, but he didn't have the slightest intention of acting, let alone William, who couldn't find the spear of Longinus, so he could only use this method to force the demons.

Prince Asgard blatantly approached William, and Mammon either shrunk up and became a turtle, or he would speed up his plans.

And William did this, but he didn't break the agreement with Odin, as long as Thor didn't make a move on the demon, who could say anything if he made friends normally.

As for Saul, he is a guest, and his status is not inferior to Wilson and William, and the two of them surround him, of course, he thinks it is nothing.

Thor, who was a little dazzling by the flashing lights, heard William say to take him to the car first, and after listening to the precautions of the car,

Only then did he look at the paparazzi outside puzzled and asked, "What do those flashes of light outside mean?"

Wilson covered his mouth to avoid being interpreted, saying, "Don't pay attention to those paparazzi, these guys are just a swarm of flies begging for a living after celebrities, just ignore them."

"Aren't you annoyed to be stared at like this?"

Thor clenched his fists with a smile and said, "If it were in the Divine Domain, I would definitely knock one over with one punch and throw it into the prison."

"Then you will fulfill the wishes of the paparazzi, they want to get involved in a lawsuit with people like me", Wilson looked at William with an unfair expression,

"Except for William, a guy who would rather lose money than drag on a lawsuit and bankrupt more than a dozen newspapers, these paparazzi are not afraid of you beating him."

Thor glanced at William with a smile, and then teased Wilson, "But I'm from Asgardian, let your people come to the Divine Domain to arrest me."

"Hahaha", William and Wilson laughed out loud.

Just as he was laughing, the roar of sports car engines was heard, and two Aston Martin sports cars drove into Kensington Palace.

The paparazzi also cooperated and slapped at the two cars.

Immediately, someone exclaimed, and when the car stopped in front of William and the others, he saw Wilson, who was asking for the driving rights of Vulcan from William, directly opened the left door and sat in the driver's seat.

"God, this is a driverless sports car", exclaimed a paparazzi, and all the reporters understood.

Tomorrow's news must be all about Aston Martin.

William took Thor on the ONE77 and drove out of Kensington Palace to Silverstone, a hundred kilometres north of London.

The paparazzi and live broadcast car that followed behind the two sports cars were quickly thrown off.

It didn't last long to disappoint the paparazzi, who were called on Sunday, and the English Independent TV helicopter followed William's car.

And with the guidance of this live broadcast helicopter, the smart paparazzi immediately followed the live broadcast car of the independent TV station.

Half an hour later, they realized that their destination was most likely Silverstone.

At this time, the paparazzi who were riding motorcycles and driving ordinary cars were all excited to catch up with them at full speed like chicken blood.

Formula 1 races usually start in mid-March and finish in October, so it's already the end of the year that Aston Martin is refurbishing and tuning new cars in London.

By the time William and the three arrived at Silverstone, not only the team manager and technician were already waiting,

Even Aston Martin's general manager, Sean Waynes, is waiting for William, the boss he hasn't seen for more than two years.

The car drove into the Silverstone track, wearing smart eyes along the way, according to Sunday's teaching, Thor, who was learning how to drive in 3D virtual imaging, pulled the car door a little dizzy and walked down.

Seeing the F1 car parked under the lights, Saul complained, "Odin is on top, just driving a car, and there are so many requirements, it is more troublesome than me to learn all kinds of combat skills."

William and Wilson burst out laughing, "Then do you want to do it yourself?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have put so much thought into it."

Seeing that Saul really couldn't even drive a car, he wanted to get into the F1 car directly, but Wilson looked at the smiling William worriedly.

"It's okay, even if a truck hits him at 100 per hour, he will be knocked off at most, and he will not have any broken bones."

"So fierce", seeing Wilson staring at him with a hellish look, Thor bragged with satisfaction, "Even if the fire dragon hits me, I can catch it with one hand and rub it on the ground."

"I don't brag about the object," William teased, "I happen to have an adult flame dragon pet named Snourg, why don't we go to another planet and let you fight Snug?"

Saul's expression froze, and he listened to William continue, "Bet less, just 10,000 energy crystals?"

"Don't say 10,000, I don't have 1,000 in all my possessions," Saul said.

"So poor?" William shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, don't waste time, Thor, you try first, if even you think driving an F1 car is exciting,

Then when you go back, you can take a race car and sell some motorcycles and so on, and maybe you can make a little money and drink."

"How to calculate the price", Saul didn't answer, and Wilson next to him immediately let go, "Thor, how about exchanging a racing car for five tons of gold with you?"

"You're not kidding?"

This price couldn't be simpler for Saul, he didn't need to buy it, and when he went to Warnaheim, let the captives dig it, and get a dozen cubic meters at will, and there would be hundreds of tons.

But for Wilson, who has already thought of the price of a F1 car, a car is only about eight million dollars.

But five tons of gold is 100 million dollars, and even if you have to pay taxes, leaving 60% will have more than seven times the profit, so a fool will not do it.

Saul is not a fool either, having dealt with William for a long time, seeing that he rolled his eyes when he heard Wilson speak, he knew that five tons of gold was a lot.

"Five tons is a lot, how about three tons?"

"Deal", Wilson agreed directly without thinking about it, and then raised his palm and palmed Thor who was a little confused.

Selling a car, you can make $27 million after paying taxes on gold, and you have to place an order for this and wait for Saul to pick it up.

Wilson put his arm around Thor's shoulders and said happily, "Why don't we get two cars first?"

"No problem".

One or two, it's all the same for him, and it's even better to buy ten or eight at once, so as not to find Heimdall too many times, but it's not good.

Wilson immediately clapped his hands with Saul, and then walked in the direction of Aston Martin's general manager, Shaun, with a smile.

Seeing that Wilson was so positive, Saul silently asked William, "This kid can make a lot of money in this business?"

William thought about it, and he could think of how much Wilson could make, tens of millions of dollars, or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

However, answering this still requires some skill, so as not to make Thor feel that he has suffered a loss, and twenty or thirty million pounds is only two or three thousand star coins, and twenty or thirty energy crystals.

"A car makes about twenty or thirty energy crystals."

"That's a lot."

Hearing this, William thoroughly understood that this guy Sol should not be regarded as a prince, but if twenty or thirty energy crystals cared, then he was definitely the poorest prince.

Curiously asked, "Are you so poor?"

"What are you talking about, thirty energy crystals are enough for me to drink wine for a whole month, and enough for me to buy a gift for my mother."

"Hell, you're a prince", William rolled his eyes, turned and walked towards the changing area.

Looking at William, who was angry with himself, Saul smiled and walked towards Wilson in a comfortable mood.

As soon as I got closer, I heard Wilson say in the same seriousness, "I pay 10 million US dollars to order ten of your company's F1 cars, can't you?"

Sean spread his hands, "You have to understand, Your Highness, F1 cars can't be sold at all except for our own use."

If you want 10 cars, you have to pay for them all, and with the current economic situation, maybe we could lose $8.5 million for one in the months we are producing.

Unless you have the consent of Mr. Devonhill or Ms. Abigail, I can only say sorry."

Wilson, who didn't have so much cash in his hand, couldn't help but feel short when he heard that he was looking for William, and he wondered if he should ask Abigail.

Hearing these words, Thor silently calculated, patted Wilson in contemplation and asked, "How many tons of gold is 85 million dollars?"

Wilson was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "It should be less than five tons."

Thor thought about his sixty or seventy thousand star coins for wine, and then calculated that one ton of gold in the Divine Domain seemed to be less than a hundred star coins, and raised his head to the sky and shouted,

"Heimdall, prepare ten tons of gold for me, and I'll pay you back when I get back."

Sean looked at Thor in some surprise, silently thinking in his heart that there could not be some high-tech equipment in the sky, monitoring his boss and His Royal Highness Wilson at all times.

As for the question of whether Saul is a madman, Sean only thinks about William's attitude towards Saul, and feels that if he really thinks so, it seems that he is a madman himself.

Saul smiled and said to Sean, "I'll ask William to help me carry the gold over in a moment, and you can go and prepare my car."

Then he took Wilson by the shoulder, "Let's go, man, I've paid for ten cars, and I'll drive it in a while, and if it breaks, it's mine."

Thinking of his little arms and legs, Wilson didn't dare to get on the F1 car, even if nothing happened and he was reported out, he would go home and wait to be imprisoned by his mother Diane.

"No, no, no, I'm not you, if something happens, it's either a broken arm or a broken leg, I'm responsible for pulling the manager and engineer to be your correspondent and help you answer questions you don't understand."

Thinking about Wilson's physique, Thor nodded a little disappointedly, "Okay."

followed Sean, who was puzzled, to the changing area, and as soon as he walked into the hall, he saw William, who was wearing a racing suit and carrying a racing hat, walked out.

White-eyed at the two poor ghost princes, William passed by without saying hello, got into a ready car, looked at the worried team manager, and whispered various precautions in his ear.

After a few minutes of talking, the team manager had better advise, "BOSS, are you really not thinking about it anymore and training with a Formula 3 car first?"

The maximum horsepower of a Formula 3 car is only 215, and his Vulcan horsepower is already 800, which is only 100 horsepower less than that of an F1 car.

Coupled with his physical fitness, which is far beyond ordinary people, and his sentry armor, even if something happens, even the skin will not break.

Hearing Sunday's monitoring of the entire Silverstone circuit and making sure it was safe, William nodded to the team manager and started the engine.

Seeing this, the team manager could only check William's seat belt and the various instruments and buttons in the driver's seat of the car like a racing driver.

After a whole set, the old man, who was engrossed in the manager, patted William's head on the racing cap like a team driver, and shouted, "It's okay, it's allowed to go."

William, who was patted on the head, stared straight at the old man in front of him, and when he saw his attentive expression, he understood that this was the case.

The team manager, who had already reacted with white eyes and dodgy eyes, stepped on the accelerator, then changed gears, rushed out of the pit lane, and changed lanes into the main track with all the street lights turned on.

And in the helicopter in the sky, the live host of the English Independent TV station with the microphone shouted excitedly,

"Did you shoot it, did you shoot the boss and die again?"

"Filmed, filmed," replied the videographer, who was carrying a special camera, in a whispered voice with the same excitement.

And when these words were transmitted back to the live broadcast room, they were immediately transferred to the host of the indoor live broadcast room.

But the sentence that the boss was dying again still spread to thousands of households.

It made everyone who heard this laugh.

Lena and Abigail, who were watching the live broadcast, turned dark, while Jesse and Nissa, who were leaning back on the sofa and laughing quietly.

Feeling Lena's nervous heart pounding, Serena held Lena's hand and said, "Don't worry ma'am, William won't be hurt even if he is hit by a train."

This reminded Lena of the Ancient One, remembered magic, nodded to Serena with a sigh of relief, and watched the fast-turning car on the TV with peace of mind.

After two laps, William, who slowly became familiar with the speed of the car and wrote down all the conditions on the track,

Shifts began on the longest straight of Silverstone, and the car accelerated to 350 km/h in just a few seconds.

Everyone who watched the convoy standing in the command area broke out in a cold sweat, but fortunately, William had a reminder at any time on Sunday,

Pinching the best time to slow down, shift, corner, then raise gear, step on the accelerator, corner, and after a lap, it was only one minute and nineteen seconds 79.