Hanging up Carlos's phone, William waved at forty spider-robot droppers, which flew out of the container on their own and towards the textile mill a kilometer away.

Wesley's entry into the Assassin Brotherhood was accidental, so William only let the spider-bots the size of his fingernails lurk.

At the same time, he commanded Sunday to start keeping an eye on Wesley, lest anything happen to the boy.

After waiting for half an hour, I recycled the dispenser into the castle, cleared the storage space by the way, pushed the motorcycle into the storage container at the bottom of the bridge, closed the door and locked myself in the container.

Open a portal and go back to your hotel suite in Washington, D.C., wash up and sleep.

The next morning, I met with Catherine, listened to her report on the sales of bulletproof suits, and talked for a long time, but William was actually only interested in the number of 47 sets that Catherine said at the end.

Looking at William, who had no patience to listen to her report, Catherine sighed helplessly, but she couldn't do anything about William at all.

Who made her only a small shareholder, and William was the big boss, the inventor and the sole producer, who was qualified to be capricious.

However, Catherine didn't actually have any angry thoughts in her heart, but hoped that William wouldn't care about everything, anything, otherwise she would have nothing to do.

Sending off Catherine, who was in a good mood, William was not in a hurry to get into his pocket the billions and unknown quantities of antiques he had just received from the Hammers and his sons, so as not to be too anxious to be targeted.

Anyway, the money is in an anonymous account, so there is no need to rush it.

With that done, William asked Sunday, "Have all the Assassins in the mill been recorded, and who is Sloan going to send to assassinate me?"

"400 spider robots are already monitoring the lair of the Assassin Brotherhood in all directions, and I have recorded anyone who appears in the textile factory.

Even the loom of fate is under our watch.

As for your assassins, Sloane is probably worried that you're too skilled to the outside world, and he can't make up his mind about who to send on this mission.

I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

"Well, how is the castle of Oxford well defended".

"REST ASSURED, SIR, THERE ARE ALREADY THOUSANDS OF SURVEILLANCE POINTS WITHIN A 10-KILOMETER RADIUS OF THE CASTLE, AND THERE ARE ALSO THOUSANDS WITHIN A 3-KILOMETER RADIUS OF THE CASTLE, SO NO ONE CAN ESCAPE MY SURVEILLANCE."

"Well, that's good," William nodded reassuringly, and then said Sunday, "find out some financial problems with the castle horse farm or the 37,000 acres of land, and report to my mother and ask her to go back to the castle to deal with it."

"NO, SIR, LADY LENA ACTUALLY WENT BACK TO THE CASTLE YESTERDAY."

"Ha", hearing that his mother was already in the castle, William couldn't help but snort,

Knowing that his mother was also a very defensive person, when he heard that William was in trouble in Washington, he immediately returned to the castle just in case.

At noon, William was eating lunch when he reported on Sunday, "SIR, Sloan has issued an assassination order for you, and the Assassin is expected to arrive in Washington at three o'clock this afternoon."

While William was eating his lunch, he asked curiously, "Who is the person who came to kill me?"

"Bernie Raposon, nicknamed the Pharmacologist, is adept at using a variety of poisons to silently take out targets"

Putting on smart glasses, I saw a handsome middle-aged man, "It seems that Sloan's old guy is worthy of being an old fox who can deceive the entire Assassin Brotherhood,

I know that it is easier to kill me with poison than to kill me directly, and it is not easy to leave evidence after success."

However, William plans to get rid of the pharmacologist now, and for William, who can detect poison magic, this pharmacologist is the least threatening candidate for him.

He took a sip of wine with a smile, "When this Mr. Pharmacologist arrives in Washington, he will inform me that I plan to fly to Las Vegas in the afternoon to watch the evening magic show."

"Understood, SIR"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the pharmacologist arrived in Washington on time, got out of the airport and took a taxi to the hotel where William was staying.

And when the pharmacologist first got into the taxi, he reported to William on Sunday.

Call the suite butler and ask him to prepare the car and leave in thirty minutes, but William didn't say where he was going.

More than thirty minutes later, Sunday reminded William that he was about to arrive at the hotel, and William, who was already fully dressed, left the suite and took the elevator down to the first floor of the hotel.

Deliberately outside the hotel gate, in front of the pharmacologist, sit on the Rolls-Royce provided by the hotel, and go to the airport.

After the pharmacologist took some time and a large tip, and learned from the hotel waiter that William had checked out, he couldn't help but feel sorry for why he didn't follow William's car directly.

Now it's good that I'm in Washington, but the target is suddenly gone.

I had to call back to New York and ask Sloan for help.

Five hours later, after William showed up at the Las Vegas hotel to watch the magic show, Sloan learned of William's exact whereabouts.

After receiving the news, Mr. Pharmacologist Ninja was tired and ordered a plane to fly to Las Vegas at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night.

He left the Las Vegas airport at 6 a.m. the next morning and arrived at the hotel where William was staying, where he took some time to prepare tools and poison.

Then, while William was having breakfast in the restaurant, the pharmacologist came to William's suite disguised as a cleaner and quietly added poison to the whiskey.

Erased the traces, quietly went out, returned to the room and quietly waited for the news of William's poisoning, and the pharmacologist, who had not slept all day, couldn't help but fall asleep slowly.

At noon, the pharmacist who woke up hurriedly turned on the TV to see if there was any news of William's poisoning in the news.

But when he turned on the TV, he saw that William was on an outing with a dozen professional security guards, guides, and four beautiful bubbling Las Vegas girls.

"FK, doesn't this bastard have a girlfriend? How dare TM openly take four beautiful women on an outing, MD rich people don't have a good thing."

After scolding, the pharmacologist could only reluctantly report the situation to Sloan.

You don't have to deliberately check this news, after the Las Vegas TV station broadcast it, many TV stations in the United States broadcast the news.

Sloan rubbed his temples and said helplessly to the pharmacologist, "You wait for William Devon Hill to come back in Las Vegas."

"Okay".

After waiting left and right for three days, he finally heard the news of William's return, but unfortunately before he could find an opportunity, he heard the news that William went back to New York directly.

When he flew back to New York, he learned from a friend of the Assassin Brotherhood,

In the past three days, three brothers of their brotherhood who went out on a mission were assassinated, and many people were horrified to find that the person who attacked them was probably the most powerful cross Carlos among them.

After waiting for a day and not finding a chance to enter William's home on the Upper East Side, he heard the news that a companion on a mission had been killed.

Now the pharmacologist really began to panic.

For fear that he would become the next target of the cross Carlos.

Just as he was about to go back to the old nest textile factory to have a look, William, who had been hiding at home all day, suddenly appeared in his sight again.

And following along, I saw William walking into a Chinese restaurant with a very large sign.

This made the pharmacologist very happy, and after following him for so many days, he finally waited for the opportunity to start.