The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

But she didn't care about the weapons in the bedroom. As an old beauty, hiding weapons in the house was too common for her to be surprised at all, but the bazooka and grenade launchers in the house were too vicious.

"God, honey, with all the heavy weapons in the bedroom, aren't you afraid of going wrong?"

"What's the problem?" William shook his head after looking at Abigail whose eyes were starting to shine. This chick looks a little weak on the outside, but she's a little big on the inside.

Not only was he not frightened by the weapons in the room, but he looked eager to try.

After thinking for a few seconds, William said to the air, "On Sunday, unless there is an emergency in all the weapon rooms at home, it is forbidden to exploit Abigail, and it is even more forbidden for her to touch any weapons alone."

"Okay, SIR, Miss Abigail's order to prohibit access to weapons is accepted," said Sunday's voice from the arms room.

"Stingy," Abigail glared at William. "You won't let me play, won't I go to the shooting range by myself?"

"Go to the shooting range and someone will guide you, you can do whatever you want, and if I am free, it is not impossible to teach you how to play with a gun, but it is absolutely forbidden for you to try weapons by yourself."

While talking about William, he reloaded the magazine, "Crack, click", a magazine with 17 rounds can be loaded in less than ten seconds in his hand, Abigail was dumbfounded.

"Honey, how many years have you been playing with guns, and the reloading speed is so fast?"

This question stunned William for a moment, and he lied with his eyes open, "I started playing with guns when I was 12 years old, and I shot tens of thousands of rounds every year."

"Tens of thousands of rounds?" Abigail thought for a while and said in shock, "That doesn't mean an average of 27 rounds per day. God, no wonder you are so proficient in your movements."

After finishing speaking, Abigail realized when she saw William put two pistol clips into her armpits, "No, do you need to bring a gun when you go out today?"

"Today, the upper echelons of England will attend James' funeral. The ghost knows if there will be any unexpected situation. It is better to make some preparations to be prepared, so as not to have any weapons to fight back when something happens."

Packed up the gun and magazines, buttoned the windbreaker, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass mirror, and after making sure that he couldn't see that he was wearing a weapon with the naked eye, he turned and said to Abigail, "Stop standing, Tie my tie."

"Haha," Abigail laughed loudly when she heard this, wrapped the velvet blanket tightly and walked in front of William, took the tie from his hand, and joked, "Finally there are things you are not good at, otherwise I would I thought you were a monster."

"Slap", William slapped in the round place behind Abigail.

"Damn it, if you do anything else, just tie the tie yourself." Abigail, who was helping William tie the tie, glared at William coquettishly.

"Is it appropriate to say that my man is a monster?"

"You were originally a monster".

Chapter 474. 470 Chapter Four Either let me in or I'll leave

It took a few minutes to get dressed, and under Abigail's terrified gaze, William took out a backpack, filled it with a dozen defensive and offensive pineapples, shock bombs, and took a military version of AWM from the weapon rack.

"Click, click" a few times to separate the barrel of the AWM from the gun body and put it into the backpack.

His storage space is one cubic meter. It is no problem to lay down the long gun at an angle, but it can only be put into the backpack in front of Abigail.

"Hell, are you going to war?" Abigail worried, grabbing William's arm

William didn't answer, and quietly took out five special magazines for AWP, three with armor-piercing bullets, two with ordinary bullets, plus the magazines on AWM, a total of 30 rounds of sniper bullets.

He zipped up the backpack and put it on his shoulders, and said in Abigail's face, "Stay at home and wait for me to come home, do you understand?"

"Okay, okay." Seeing that William was carrying so many weapons, Abigail, who was not paying attention at first, couldn't help becoming nervous, "Don't worry, dear, I promise not to go out."

"Very good", he smacked Abby again, "I have to go, don't be nervous if the manor loses power, the backup power will be activated within 10 seconds on Sunday, and then follow his instructions to stay in the safe room in the basement with,

Ignore anyone else calling for help or telling you to get out but me or Sunday, understand? "

"Ming, understand."

"Remember, don't spread goodwill. Maybe it's the enemy's way to lure you out. If there is an emergency, let Sunday handle it. As long as you are in the manor, everything will be taken care of for you."

"Understood," Abigail nodded blankly.

"Okay, I'm leaving".

After speaking, William took Abigail's hand and walked out of the weapon room.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the weapon room, the separated wall immediately closed slowly, and they returned to the appearance of the wall in a tight fit.

Looking at Abigail with a pity-looking face, William smiled and said, "Don't think that I won't let you touch the weapon when I don't stay in the weapon room secretly, and I won't let you touch it alone."

"Ha, how could it be?" Abigail, who was caught by William, smiled embarrassedly, "Be careful, my dear, I will wait for you at home."

"Ok".

Go downstairs with a backpack on, get into an Aston Martin, put all the weapons in the backpack into the storage space, and drive towards the Thames.

He made an appointment with Chief Kellner-Bacon of France to meet him on a sightseeing boat on the Thames.

After a while, if the two of them have a good talk, William will save Kellner Bacon. If the talk is not good, it will be up to God whether Kellner Bacon lives or dies.

Before arriving at the pier, William began to encounter inspection posts, passing through three checkpoints along the way, and it was almost 8 o'clock before William appeared at a small pier on the Thames.

Parked the car in front of the pier and got out of the car. After seeing that it was William, Kellner Bacon's peripheral bodyguards looked away from him.

Several bodyguards in black suits walked up to William under the leadership of a middle-aged man, "Good morning, Mr. Devonhill, I'm Kevin, Kellner Bacon's personal assistant."

"Hello, Kevin," William nodded to Kevin, and then saw the bodyguard behind him holding a metal detector in the shape of a beat.

Kevin noticed William's gaze and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devonhill, this is a necessary measure."

Reluctantly rolled his eyes and nodded, if he didn't have a weapon on him, William would definitely spit on the smiling guy in front of him, but now he does have a weapon on him,

To avoid unnecessary misunderstanding and trouble, William took the initiative to unbutton his coat, revealing the two weapons on both sides of his armpits.

"You," Kevin looked at William in surprise.