People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

In the blink of an eye.

About thirty veterans raised their hands.

Ding Ze nodded. "Okay, there's a saying that goes, 'Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together.' Friends who raised their hands can leave the way they came. The guards at the entrance will give each of you two thousand US dollars to reimburse your round-trip airfare."

As soon as these words came out.

The more than 500 veterans all reacted to the question, and at the same time, they all understood the answer to the question of whether they were killing good people or bad people.

Interestingly, more than thirty veterans raised their hands, but only about twenty left. About ten people got the answer and chose to stay.

Ding Ze noticed this situation and did not insist that the dozen or so people leave as well. He simply said, "Good people and bad people are relative terms. In my opinion, there are very few good people in this world. Who dares to say that they are definitely a good person, that they have never been a bad person, never done anything bad, and never hurt anyone in any way?"

"Of course, while I am flexible about my bottom line, I still have my limits."

"We will try our best to avoid harming civilians."

"Any other questions?" Ding Ze asked again.

The veterans remained silent.

“Okay, then I’ll explain the specific interview process. We’ll be conducting a large-scale operation soon, targeting a local gang in Miami.”

"You need to participate in this operation and kill as many members of that gang as possible. There is a reward of $100,000 for each person killed. The top 200 people in terms of kills will pass an interview and be hired by Dongfeng Security. Those who rank below 200 will be considered as candidates."

After a pause, Ding Ze added, "If the number of kills is the same, the ranking will be shared. In the end, the number of people who pass the interview should be more than two hundred."

Actually.

The entire Pascal Sloan gang, from top to bottom, numbered only a little over a thousand.

If you really divide it up, each of these veterans would probably only have killed two or three.

In other words, based on this supplementary condition, there is a high probability that most veterans will be able to pass the interview.

Ding Ze made this addition to motivate these veterans, to make them more energetic when they take action, and not to give up just because they think they won't pass the interview.

After all, compared to the success of the operation, hiring more people and spending more money is a minor matter.

It turns out.

good results.

Immediately, several veterans asked in unison, "Boss, how many people are on the other side?"

“More than a thousand people,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this.

The veterans all visibly cheered.

Seeing this, Ding Ze was very satisfied. "If there are no other questions, I will continue."

The veterans remained silent.

"Okay, this interview is risky, as you all should know. I need to make it clear beforehand that we are not responsible if you are caught or killed during the interview."

"We will only take full responsibility after you become a full-time employee."

The doubts that many veterans had were answered.

For a moment, many veterans looked at each other.

But still, no one said anything.

We're all adults, and we're doing this kind of thing. If you have the guts to do it, you have to have the guts to bear the consequences.

“Very good,” Ding Ze waited patiently for a while, and seeing the result, he spoke again, “Well then, that’s all for today. We will contact you at 10 p.m. tomorrow night. Everyone can get some rest during the day tomorrow.”

By this time, the rain had gotten quite heavy.

After saying that, Ding Ze decided to leave.

Sudden.

After much hesitation, one of the veterans finally spoke up and asked, "Sir, how do you keep track of the number of people we killed during the operation?"

Ding Ze shook his head decisively, "We won't keep statistics. You can report it yourselves. I trust you won't falsify anything."

There's no way to get statistics.

We can't possibly assign a few people to each target point to count the number of people.

This isn't a real game.

Unrealistic.

As for the issue of false reporting... it doesn't matter. As long as the operation is successful, spending more money and hiring more people is no big deal.

All the veterans laughed.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more, got into the car with Abruzzi, and left.

-

Along the roadside outside the woods, among a long line of various cars, several inconspicuous cars carried dozens of FBI agents, including Ma Hong.

The FBI's Miami office was already monitoring the movements of those veterans.

As evening fell, the movement of the veterans gradually moving in this direction naturally caught attention.

Ma Hong and the others followed.

However, due to the guards behind the fence and the decision made by their superiors, even though they knew that Ding Ze and Abruchi were very likely in that woodland, Ma Hong and the others could only helplessly observe from the roadside.

At this moment.

Ma Hong had been observing for a long time, but instead of getting tired, he became even more energetic, staring intently at the entrance without blinking.

Not long ago, he had caught a glimpse of the driver of the black Mercedes that had last entered the woods, and he felt that the driver was Jason Constantine, who was supposed to have disappeared!

And you should know that he strongly suspects that Jason Constantine is Ding Ze!

In this way...

How could he not be energetic!

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and time was ticking away.

at last.

Upon spotting the black Mercedes that had last entered the woods slowly returning to the road, Ma Hong was startled and quickly grabbed his binoculars to look at the driver of the black Mercedes.

Look at this!

Good heavens! That driver's face is almost identical to Jason Constantine's!

"How the hell did they do that?" Ma Hong exclaimed in shock.

Although Ma Hong had long suspected that Ding Ze had been using Jason Constantine's identity, what he suspected was that Ding Ze had somehow disguised himself as Jason Constantine...

just now……

He was certain that the face was Jason Constantine's face!

He can't understand!

However, despite not understanding it, Ma Hong decisively put the question aside for the next second and quickly looked at the physique of the driver and passenger of the black Mercedes-Benz, judging their height!

This is a close look.

The two men's faces were indeed not Ding Ze's or Abruchi's, but their height and build matched those of Ding Ze and Abruchi...

'There's no mistake!' Having made that judgment, Ma Hong instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

"Ma Hong, what's wrong?" At this moment, the detective sitting in the driver's seat next to Ma Hong noticed Ma Hong's movements and asked.

Upon hearing the words, Ma Hong immediately calmed down and withdrew his hand.

He desperately wanted to shoot and kill Ding Ze and Abruzzi as soon as the black Mercedes passed by, but that was unrealistic. After all, many of Abruzzi's men were behind the fence, and if he dared to shoot, they might all be killed.

Ma Hong quickly calmed down and pointed to the black Mercedes that had just driven to the entrance of the woodland and was about to leave, whispering, "See that black Mercedes? I have reason to believe that the driver is Ding Ze, and the person in the passenger seat is John Abruzzi!"

Upon hearing this, the detective was startled and quickly grabbed his binoculars to look. Then, he was puzzled. "No, that's not Ding Ze at all..."

Ma Hong immediately interrupted, "I don't know how they managed to switch faces, but believe me, I've been investigating them for so long! They are Ding Ze and Abruchi!"

The agent was skeptical. After a moment of silence, he asked, "How confident are you?"

"Over 90%!!"

The detective hesitated again, glancing at the heavy rain outside, and said, "If we're wrong, you'll be held responsible."

“Okay!” Ma Hong agreed readily!

Without further ado, the detective picked up the walkie-talkie, briefly explained the situation, and then made arrangements, leaving two cars behind while the rest were prepared to follow the black Mercedes.

at this time.

Ding Ze drove his black Mercedes onto the road, heading towards where Ma Hong and the others were.

"Be careful not to follow immediately, keep some distance! Be very careful!" Seeing this, the agent next to Ma Hong reminded him in a very low voice through the walkie-talkie.

At the same time, all the FBI agents ducked down to avoid being noticed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Not long after.