It’s not like we were tricked by our own people without consultation or responsibility.

At half past nine, McCall walked into the restaurant on time with a book in hand. As soon as he entered the door, he saw William sitting in yesterday's seat. He couldn't help but talk in his heart. He walked to the counter and said a few words to Jacob, the owner of the store.

He walked over to William and pulled out a chair to sit on.

He sat upright and said with a serious face, "Let's stop talking in circles and tell me what you want to see me for."

William put down the book in his hand and smiled, "OK, I need an experienced janitor to be the first layer of protection for my family. His official job is the head of the Castle Town Police Department.

The main job in secret is to protect my mother from any threats outside the castle while she is in the castle, and to guard Devonshire Castle from disturbance,

I have considered many people, and I chose you because someone recommended you to me. As long as you agree, you can immediately get a job with an annual salary of 240,000 pounds, and the annual salary can increase every year based on your work performance."

"Sorry, Mr. Devonshire, do you know how old I am?

God, if I were you looking for a bodyguard, you would definitely not look for an old man like me, but someone younger and more professional."

McCall was not interested in being a watchdog for the rich. In order not to irritate William, a young super rich man, McCall pretended to be sorry and demeaned himself and said,

"The person who introduced me to you must have bad intentions. I can hardly hold a gun anymore, and my eyesight is bad. I have to wear glasses to read. Although I really want to get an annual salary of 24 pounds, I can't do it because of greed.

The bodyguard cannot make any mistakes if it ruins your business, so I'm sorry."

"Haha," William squinted and smiled, "Robert McCall, 48 years old, was born as the most elite black beret in the U.S. Secret Service. He was disheartened because his wife died unexpectedly.

Five years ago, he escaped by faking his own death due to a vehicle explosion during a mission, and has been working in a hardware supermarket in Boston ever since.

You have a special dynamic perspective ability, so," William reached out and pointed at his eyes, "I'm pretty sure that not only are there no problems with your eyes, they are better than most people's, and they can even be used as slow motion."

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William paused and looked into McCall's eyes. However, McCall was indeed a super master. There was no flaw in his body except for the slight shrinkage of his pupils.

William continued, "He is very skilled and good at killing one hit. He even won the best player award when he participated in the Community Cup baseball game not long ago.

So let alone holding a gun with your hand, even if you hit someone with a hammer, there will be no problem at all.

I heard that a wandering robber who had killed several people a few days ago had his head smashed with a hammer in his car.

And this robber just happened to rob the hardware supermarket where you work. Maybe there are some reasons we don’t know about it. Please tell me more, Mr. McCall."

When he finished speaking, William touched the ring finger of his left hand with his right finger and looked at McCall with a half-smile.

McCall patted his forehead and said, "God, who are you? Why do you know such hidden things? Have you been monitoring me at close range?"

William shrugged, "Sorry, I have no interest in monitoring you at all, but you have been monitored since someone recommended you, so don't worry, we only know what you have done in the recent period.

Finally, Mr. McCall, if I were you, I would listen to my terms before rejecting them."

"Okay, tell me, let me listen." McCall spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "You rich guys are the most troublesome people. As long as you are willing to spend money, there will be no information you can't get. I hope
Chapter completed!