Everyone looked at William's pajamas and didn't find anything unusual, "What's wrong with this?"

"Will the pajamas of those who have taken a nap be so flat and not wrinkled?" the church said directly, "Of course not."

Trump interjected, "But this only shows that he is lying to us and does not care about the safety of Benjamin and the United States."

"Yes, of course, William may not have our interests at heart, but if he really didn't care, he could have kept us from telling us about Benjamin and Banning, as if he was completely unaware, lest we accuse him of poor rescue and trouble him afterwards.

But the fact is that he told us the news of Benjamin and Banning directly, what does this mean?

Gad, this bastard is waiting for the moment, and when it's most dangerous, he suddenly tells us that he knows where Benjamin is, and what can we even do to save Benjamin?

Seeing Benjamin die, NO, no one dares to do anything, and the result is that as long as it does not endanger our interests, William Devon Hill will put forward whatever conditions he wants,

We must also promise him, otherwise what awaits us will be, and we will be torn apart by the whole people."

"Well, very good guess", Trump Bull half-believed, "I hope your guess is right, tell me, what do we do".

"Negotiate terms with him, I believe that as long as he is given real benefits, William Devon Hill will be able to rescue Benjamin safely, even if it is to delay a little time in order not to arouse our suspicions, but it will definitely be that he is sure that Benjamin is safe for the time being."

Hearing the conditions of the discussion, everyone couldn't help but be silent, of course there is no problem in talking, and if the church's guess just now is true, then they are equivalent to grasping the opportunity to a certain extent.

Of course, this is also an intelligence opportunity, if you really want to impress William, who dares to take the safety of the head of the United States as a bargaining chip, it will definitely not work without tangible benefits.

If it is not suitable, these people will definitely face the criticism of their opponents and the scrutiny of some departments.

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, the church smiled and said, "Maybe we don't have to take our own interests out to make William's heart move."

"What do you mean?" said those present.

"Does Amir Bakawi have a lot of assets in England or other countries?" the church asked with a smile.

"Of course, we just found out that there are no less than $400 million in shares of industrial companies linked to Bakawi in London."

"It's a bit too little if it's only $400 million," the church looked embarrassed, thought for a moment and continued, "What about all the assets of these industries or companies combined?"

"About 2 billion".

Everyone was a smart man, and immediately understood what the church meant, and Tum-Bull hesitated, "Even if we have the evidence, it will be troublesome to confiscate these properties and companies, and the English authorities will not let go of this opportunity to recover their losses."

"That's a problem."

The church put his hands in his trouser pockets strangely, and only said after a moment, "If we take the initiative to hint to King Philip and the English officials that we hope to grant William the title of hereditary duke of Devon Hill,

In recognition of his outstanding contribution to this crisis that threatens the whole capital society, it should not be difficult for us, and it will not lose any of our interests."

After speaking, the church lowered its head and thought for a moment, "At the same time, it is suggested that the fief is in the tens of thousands of acres of land around Oxford City, anyway, it has been bought by William, and it will be a lot less troublesome to be a fief."

I don't think William will refuse this kind of thing that can glorify the Devon Hill family, and he can even use this as a condition to force him to take less of the assets of the Bakawi family."

Trump shook his head and sighed, "This is a good idea, but in this era, there is a hereditary duke, gad, how many years has the English royal family not been crowned a hereditary title?"

The state minister who was watched by Trump shrugged, "Not to mention the duke, there is not even the lowest hereditary baron, and even in the past hundred years, there are titles that have really not found an heir and have been withdrawn by the royal family,

It's a headache to think about, and we're actually thinking about how to push a boy under the age of 20 to the title of hereditary duke."

"Hahaha", everyone burst into laughter.

"It's a bit ridiculous, but if it can be done, then all we have to do is make a public statement that is good for William Devon Hill, and then put some pressure on England in private, and let the English people have a headache with the rest."

"Hahaha"

After laughing, the other person answered, "As long as William Devon Hill agrees to this condition, even if he only takes 100 million dollars less in wealth, it will be a victory for us.

And when you think about the fact that he saved the heads of France, Germany, Italy, King Philip and half of the upper echelons of England, plus our support, it seems to me that this is not difficult,

Even if we do our best to report his merits to the world, there is a great possibility that the common people of England will support it, as the church says, the fief is his own family, and he is the heir to the hereditary earl, so there is still a lot of room for manoeuvre."

"Alright, gentlemen, these are just our guesses, let's talk to our future duke first."

Trum-Bull asked people to use the satellite channel to link William again, and this time he didn't make Trum-Boer wait long, and only a dozen seconds of video were linked.

To everyone's surprise, the place where William appeared this time knew at a glance that it was a weapons room, and the walls were not only covered with various long and short guns, large and small pineapples, more than a dozen models of sniper walls, and even several military people recognized at a glance the various portable guide eggs placed in the middle of the weapons room.

"Mr. De Devon Hill, what are you?" Although Trum-Bull was the deputy general barrel, he had never seen so many light and heavy weapons of all kinds.

"It's nothing, I just got bad news, I was bombed in four commercial buildings around Devonhill Plaza, and I was about to take the guys to find trouble with the people who bombed my building",

William replied as he took out a red-painted warhead from the weapon rack, "It's good that I still have some status in England, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten this kind of big guy."

"Huojian Barrel Thermobaric Egg, Gad, you are crazy", an old man in military uniform said urgently, "There is no need to use such powerful weapons to take revenge on the empty cloth people, and I advise these weapons to be transported away immediately, it is too dangerous to keep them at home."

"Huh?" Mighty looked up at the old man who spoke, "Who told you this is my manor?"

After speaking, William showed a strange smile on his face, took his mobile phone out of the weapon room and walked for half a minute, patted it outside, and everyone immediately saw that this secret weapons room was in a forest.