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

At that time, will Ding Ze and Abruzzi still be considered gangsters?

Will Ding Ze and Abruzzi's activities be limited to Miami?

Ma Hong thought about many things for a while.

unconsciously.

Most of the cars that lined the roadside had already driven onto the road, leaving only a few cars behind Ma Hong and his group.

A while passed.

Finally, the thirty minutes were over.

The snipers in the woods withdrew on time.

Ma Hong and the others, who were already soaked to the bone, breathed a sigh of relief as soon as they saw the red spots on their bodies disappear.

Interestingly, apart from Mahone who immediately moved, the other FBI agents did not dare to move at all.

Ma Hong opened the car door, saw this scene, and said, "It's time, let's get in the car."

After saying that, Ma Hong got into the car without any bullets flying towards him.

Seeing this, the other FBI agents were finally relieved.

After a while.

Ma Hong and his group set off.

The agent next to Ma Hong took out his phone and dialed the number of Jack Tunin, the head of the FBI's Miami office. He hurriedly reported the situation and then angrily requested Jack Tunin to organize a manpower to arrest Ding Ze and John Abruzzi, as well as the Abruzzi family's henchmen in that woodland!

Jack Tunin hadn't expected things to turn out this way during Ma Hong's reconnaissance mission. After hearing the story, his brows furrowed, and he remained silent for a moment before giving up. "You guys come back first! That woodland won't run away, and Ding Ze and Abruzzi shouldn't be leaving Miami for the time being. This matter needs to be discussed carefully!"

After saying that, Jack Tunin hung up the phone and couldn't help but rub his forehead.

Theoretically speaking.

With so many FBI agents facing life-threatening situations and nearly dying, he, as the head of the FBI's Miami office, had both the reason and the obligation to immediately organize an arrest operation.

However, theory is theory, and practice is practice…

In reality, the FBI, short for the Federal Bureau of Investigation, primarily focuses on investigations and doesn't possess a strong armed force. Ding Ze and Abruzzi are no longer ordinary gangsters!

If we really want to arrest Ding Ze and Abruchi, it would be considered an anti-gang operation.

Then, you should know that in the United States, which department has been carrying out anti-gang operations for so many years, has ever actually organized a large number of people to wipe out a gang?

The operation of anti-gang operations involves infiltration, finding evidence, and using that evidence to convict key figures in the gangs...

This way.

What can he do in the current situation?

In conjunction with SWAT and other departments, organize a team to capture the Abruzzi family's henchmen in that woodland.

Not to mention how many people will die during the arrest process...

So, you successfully captured some of your men, and then what? You throw them into jail?

Ding Ze and Abruchi would turn around and attract even more people...

Combating organized crime is a long battle.

Catching small fry instead of big shots like Ding Ze and Abruchi is not only pointless, but given their ruthlessness, it could easily lead to even bigger trouble.

Jaber Tunin tried to imagine what it would be like for Ding Ze and Abruzzi to launch a frenzied retaliation against law enforcement in Miami…

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'I absolutely refuse to take the blame for this.'

Jack-Tuning thought to himself, and made a decision.

Ding Ze and Abruzzi, the FBI continues to pursue them.

As for arresting those henchmen and cracking down on the gang formed by Ding Ze and Abruzzi, that's the job of Miami's local anti-gang unit. The FBI is only responsible for gathering intelligence; they don't care about anything else!

Protecting oneself is of utmost importance!

Having made the decision, Jake Tunin picked up the phone, contacted the Miami Police Department, and handed over the relevant information.

*******

On the street, in the heavy rain.

Ma Hong sat in the passenger seat, looking out at the heavy rain through the car window, without saying a word, thinking about Ding Ze and Abruchi's faces.

At this point, he had come up with an idea that even he himself found unbelievable.

'Cut off two people's faces and wear them on your own?'

Is this really feasible?

Ma Hong silently recited the words, subconsciously touching his face, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Then, my mood grew increasingly heavy.

He was sure.

Ding Ze and Abruchi's decision to reveal themselves earlier means that it won't be long before they switch faces again...

This way.

Ding Ze and his companion will, in a sense, disappear once again...

How can we find it then?

Miami has so many missing persons every year, including a lot of tourists. Tourists who go missing usually don't get reported until some time has passed…

Not to mention, what if Ding Ze and Abruchi chose to kidnap two people from another city and cut off their faces...?

'What the hell is this Ding Ze?'

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, and Ma Hong couldn't help but curse inwardly.

At this moment, for the first time truly, he understood why Ding Ze had remained so composed throughout the journey!

The rain is getting heavier.

It was past 8 p.m.

The rain was so heavy it was almost unbelievable, as if countless people were pouring water down from the sky every second.

Then, the storm roared and howled, becoming incredibly fierce.

Such weather is truly terrifying.

However terrifying it may be, for those cargo ships at sea loaded with large quantities of local specialties, the work still has to be done.

Ten minutes later.

Amidst raging winds, torrential rain, and towering waves, cargo ships slowly came to rest at designated coordinates on the high seas. Immediately afterward, the captains took out satellite phones to contact the leaders of Mexican and Colombian gangs in Miami.

The two bosses received the phone call, looked at the scene outside, and were both at a loss, feeling completely helpless.

"We can't receive the goods now! If I send people out to sea in this weather, every single one of them will die!"

"Just wait at sea, the storm will pass sooner or later! Don't worry, in this kind of weather, the DEA people are all staying at home, you're absolutely safe."

"… .."

The two bosses said this to the captains.

Although the captains knew this was the likely situation, they were just afraid of the worst... With so much local specialties on board, every extra hour they waited on the high seas increased the risk of being caught by the DEA!

If the DEA seizes those specialties on board, the cartel will target them and their families!

Conversely, if the goods are seized by the DEA after being unloaded, then the two bosses will be the ones who suffer!

and so.

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

"Fuck you! Your men's lives matter, but mine don't?"

"Stop wasting your breath and come pick up the goods right now!"

"If you don't come to pick up the goods, I'm going to call home and explain the situation!"

"..."

In a blink of an eye.

The two sides started hurling insults at each other, creating quite a scene.

Of course, this is just an appearance.

Essentially, this war of words is a bargaining game, a distribution of risk.

They ended up hurling insults at each other for about half an hour.

Both sides made compromises and reached a solution.

The cargo ship would wait on the high seas for three hours. Once that time was up, regardless of whether the storm had intensified or weakened, the two bosses would immediately send people out to sea to pick up the cargo.

Otherwise, the captains would contact Cartel, explain the situation, and let Cartel make the decision.

Neither the captains nor the leaders of the two gangs wanted to see this situation.