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

In the office of Miami Mayor Brady Martin.

Mayor Brady Martin, DEA Miami bureau chief Ryan Baker, FBI Miami bureau chief Jack Tunin, Miami SWAT director, Miami Police Chief, and other bigwigs gathered together.

Jack Tunin has just explained what the FBI agents found out today, emphasizing the woodland in the suburbs and the movements of some of Abruzzi's men, and based on this, he concluded that Ding Ze and Abruzzi are very likely to take action tonight.

Regarding the operation against Ding Ze and Abruzzi, Mayor Brady Martin made a decision yesterday not to intervene beforehand, but to make arrests as much as possible after the operation is over.

However, this decision does not mean that they did nothing during Ding Ze and Abruchi's operation!

As the mayor elected by the people of Miami, Brady Martin must prioritize the safety of ordinary citizens if he wants to remain in office.

Brady Martin spoke first, explaining his decision, and then said, "To ensure the safety of ordinary citizens and to successfully apprehend the criminals, I need everyone to work together and mobilize as many personnel as possible. Each department will be responsible for a specific area to ensure that this city remains under our control tonight and doesn't descend into chaos..."

Brady Martin went on and on.

After listening.

Ryan Baker and the others nodded in agreement.

immediately.

The five of them discussed the specific implementation plan.

That concludes the meeting.

Ryan Baker and the others all left, went back to their respective posts, mobilized their personnel, and got to work.

*******

Ten p.m.

The storm, which had subsided for half a day, has regained its power.

The torrential rain began to fall again, and the wind howled once more.

Miami, which was once bustling with activity, began to show signs of quiet as cars drove home and people rushed back to their homes.

"Run, run, all of you go home," a police officer said, watching the scene from inside a police car that had been parked for a long time by the roadside.

Hearing this, his companion chuckled, "Luckily, another storm is coming, otherwise, with people everywhere, we'd be in real trouble."

"Yes, it would be better if there was no one around."

"God help us, the storm is getting bigger, and those gangsters shouldn't cause any trouble here!"

"Don't be such a jinx!"

"..."

At that moment, similar conversations were being heard almost simultaneously in cars all over Miami.

Many police officers and detectives are praying that the night will pass peacefully, and that no gang members will come to fight in their assigned areas, lest they not see the sun rise tomorrow.

The rain is getting heavier.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

Half past ten in the evening.

More than 500 veterans, fully equipped, boarded the vehicles in batches and headed towards their respective destinations.

Around 11 o'clock.

Not too far from almost all the places owned by local black gangs in Miami, such as bars, clubs, nightclubs, hotels, and factories, vehicles began to slowly pull over to the side of the road in the midst of the storm, then turn off their engines and remain there silently.

11:35.

Ding Ze, Abruzzi, Mickey, Ron, and a group of over a hundred people arrived at the villa of Pascal Sloan, the leader of a black gang in Miami, and waited quietly.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

at last.

It was 11:55.

Ding Ze glanced at the time, decisively picked up the walkie-talkie, and instructed all personnel involved in the operation, "Put on your hoods, five minutes to go."

Give an order.

More than a hundred of the Abruzzi family's men, along with more than five hundred veterans, did as they were told and took action.

*******

at this time.

The luxurious clock in the villa's living room rang out, "Duang, Duang, Duang."

It's early morning.

Another new day.

Chapter 89: A Frenzied Slaughter, Inviting Four Bosses to Dinner

early morning.

time up.

"Action!" Ding Ze gave the order.

next second.

Various locations in Miami.

Click, click, click.

The sound of doors opening echoed one after another, and one after another, men wearing hoods and fully armed, carrying guns, got out of the car and silently headed straight for their target in the pouring rain!

The same applies to Ding Ze's side.

Ding Ze made a move.

More than a hundred of his men also mobilized.

Such a scene naturally caught the attention of some police officers who happened to be stationed nearby.

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

Shh! Shut up! Don't let them hear you!

"Sir! There's movement here!"

"I have it here too!"

"..."

Faced with this scene, the police officers immediately panicked and reacted in various ways.

One message after another was reported.

In no time.

Whether it was the Miami Police Chief, the head of the FBI's Miami office, or other bigwigs in Miami, everyone knew about Ding Ze and the Abruzzi family's objective for tonight's operation.

“Pascal Sloan… not surprising!”

"That fat, dark-skinned guy should have been killed long ago!"

"Ding Ze and Abruchi are really quite bold."

"Good job!"

The leaders of the other four gangs received the intelligence immediately and laughed as they spoke.

"What the fxxk!" Pascal Sloan was no exception. Upon receiving the news, he was both shocked and furious. He yelled and shoved Amanda, who was kneeling in front of him, to his feet. He roared, "Grab your weapons! Kill them!"

at this time.

Ding Ze and his group rushed to the gate of Pascal Sloan's villa.

chug chug!

A gunshot rang out, and several black men behind the gate fell to the ground.

A few seconds later.

Bang bang bang!

A series of grenades were thrown, blowing the villa's gate open.

Ding Ze's men rushed into the villa at full speed.

Ding Ze and others followed closely behind.

The time has come to this moment.

Gunshots are being heard all over Miami.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time. Holding his pistol, he ran at the back of the group, using his more than one hundred men as a shield, his eyes darting around, searching for the enemy.

turn up!

boom!

Found another one!

boom!