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

The paralyzing worm also developed a pair of small, transparent wings.

There are three skill upgrade tickets left.

[Burning Fire Gu Insect (Juvenile) → Upgrade → Burning Fire Gu Insect (Teenage)]

[Corrosive Gu Worm (Juvenile) → Upgrade → Corrosive Gu Worm (Teenage)]

[Frost Gu Worm (Juvenile) → Upgrade → Frost Gu Worm (Teenage)]

Get it done.

Five Gu worms.

Ding Ze grinned, a very bright smile.

Time flies.

It was past six o'clock in the evening, almost time to have dinner with the other four gang leaders. Ding Ze glanced at his watch, got up, and while walking towards the road, called Abruzzi, asking him to bring Pascal's head up to the hotel.

six thirty.

At the entrance of the Grand Miami Hotel, Miami's oldest hotel, Ding Ze and Abruzzi met up. The two walked into the hotel together, headed straight for the rooftop restaurant, and went into the largest private room.

The four gang leaders hadn't arrived yet, and the private room was empty, just as Ding Ze had predicted.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time. He went straight to the round table, released the four Gu worms (excluding the Fire Gu Worm), and let them attach to the back of the table. Then, he asked Abruchi to bring out the box containing the human skin mask.

The two then removed their human skin masks.

The leaders of the four gangs have not yet arrived.

Ding Ze rubbed his face, lit a cigarette, and walked to the French windows.

The view from this vantage point, where the neon-lit city of Miami blends seamlessly with the dark, deep ocean, is truly breathtaking.

Abruzzi wasn't particularly interested in the scenery. He only looked at it for a short while before casually finding a chair to sit down and waiting quietly.

Finally, the boss arrived.

Andrei Ivanov, the leader of the Russian gang, led two tall and burly henchmen as he pushed open the door and entered.

Upon entering, he immediately spotted the faces of Ding Ze and Abruzzi, who had been the talk of the town on television news just a few days prior. He smiled, his laughter distinctly Russian, "Mr. Ding, Mr. Abruzzi, good evening."

Ding Ze and Abruzzi were also watching Andrei.

“Good evening, Mr. Andrei, please have a seat,” Mr. Ding greeted.

Andrei smiled, but instead of sitting down, he gestured to his two subordinates beside him, "You two wait outside."

Without saying a word, the two henchmen obediently withdrew.

Andrei then found a place to sit down, and then said with a big laugh, "Mr. Ding, you and Mr. Abruzzi are really remarkable. You've only been in Miami for a few days and you've already accomplished such a great thing."

Ding Ze was still standing in front of the French windows when he heard this, and a mischievous thought popped into his head: "The real big thing is yet to come."

"??????" Andrei suddenly realized that he might not be able to eat a single bite of this meal. "Mr. Ding, is it convenient for you to tell me?"

"Let's wait a bit, until everyone's here, then we can talk about it together. Don't rush, Mr. Andrei," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Not long after.

Hilman Kovalev, the leader of the Ukrainian gang; Carlos Angelo, the leader of the Mexican gang; and Matteo Gutierrez, the leader of the Colombian gang, arrived one after another and entered the private room.

Unlike Andrei, the three leaders who came later were all stern and had fierce expressions, as if they were about to kill someone at any moment. They simply greeted each other and then sat down in silence.

Everyone has arrived.

Ding Ze, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, found an empty seat and sat down. He smiled and said, "Gentlemen, please allow me to introduce myself first. My name is Ding Ze. I recently came to Miami with John Abruzzi and we established a security company called Dongfeng Security."

Andrei and his three companions naturally knew Ding Ze.

Hear the words.

Regardless of what they were thinking, Andrei and the other three still gave a brief self-introduction.

After listening quietly, Ding Ze smiled innocently and asked, "Gentlemen, shall we eat first, or discuss business first?"

Andrei and his three companions had no interest in the meal. Their sole purpose in coming here was to find out what Ding Ze and Abruchi were up to.

therefore.

“Let’s talk business first, then we can see if this meal is even necessary,” Matteo, the leader of the Colombian gang, replied domineeringly.

Upon hearing this, Andrei and the other two remained silent, indicating their agreement.

Ding Ze already knew that this meal was definitely not going to happen... Of course, he meant that he couldn't eat with these four bosses, but he still had to eat on his own, so he didn't argue and replied with a smile, "Alright, now that things are settled, we'll eat."

Words spoken.

Ding Ze stood up and moved a few steps, then bent down to pick up the plastic bag by the wall. At the same time, he quietly released the Fire Gu worms, letting them crawl into Pascal's head inside the plastic bag. Then, he returned to the table, reached into the plastic bag, grabbed Pascal-Sloan's hair, and pulled Pascal's head out, casually placing it on the table.

See this.

The four men, including Andrei, all had tense, aged faces.

The atmosphere in the private room suddenly turned tense and oppressive.

Ding Ze didn't care and still smiled, "What I want to discuss with everyone today is mainly related to Pascal Sloan."

Andrei and the other three remained silent, their eyes fixed intently on Ding Ze.

Seeing this, Ding Ze continued, "To be honest, I have no interest in messing around in Pascal's territory. Doing business is too troublesome. I'm used to being idle and don't want to do business."

"So, I want to sell all of Pascual land to you so you can develop better and make more money."

After listening.

It was Matteo, the Colombian gang leader, who spoke first: "What price do we have to pay?"

Carlos, the Mexican gang leader, then spoke up, coldly saying, "Mr. Ding, this isn't how you talk business."

Ding Ze looked at Carlos and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not very cultured and my attitude was off. Please forgive me."

After responding to Carlos, Ding Ze turned to Matteo, saying, "The word 'cost' is a bit too strong. What I'm thinking is that we're all mutually beneficial, making money together in Miami. How can such a good thing be associated with a cost?"

At this point, Hillman, the leader of the Ukrainian gang, became a little impatient. "Mr. Ding, please state your thoughts directly. Don't beat around the bush. We're all very busy."

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. Like I said, I'm not very educated. Okay, then I'll try to be as straightforward as possible," Ding Ze said sincerely. "As I just mentioned, John and I own a company called Dongfeng Security. I believe that your business will definitely require security services."

“My idea is that I sell Pascual’s territory to four gentlemen, and the four gentlemen will hire Dongfeng Security.”

"In this way, you can make more money, and we can also make a little money. What do you four gentlemen think?"

As soon as these words came out.

As leaders themselves, how could Andrei and the other three not understand Ding Ze's meaning?

at once.

Of course.

Andrei and the other three were all furious, their displeasure clearly written on their faces.

What the hell!

They've started charging me protection money?

Who the hell do you think you are?!

You little bastard, I'll chop you into mincemeat and feed you to the dogs!

"Heh, not so great!" Matteo, the leader of the Colombian gang, spoke first as usual, his voice fierce.

Carlos, the Mexican gang leader, followed closely behind, even more impolite, "Hey Ding, you've got some nerve! Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed?"

Hillman, the leader of the Ukrainian gang, was even more ruthless: "Ding Ze, I think you don't need to operate your Dongfeng Security anymore."

Only Andrei, the leader of the Russian gang, spoke in a slightly better tone: "Dingze, we're not that idiot Pascal, so you'd better not get your hopes up."

Ding Ze was not surprised by the reaction of the four bosses and maintained his smile, saying, "Gentlemen, you haven't seen the true strength of Dongfeng Security yet."

"Let me show you."

"Perhaps you will change your mind."

As Ding Ze spoke, he winked with a smile.

Immediately.

Pale blue flames rose from the inside out of Pascal Sloan's head on the table.

Flames rose, and Pascal Sloan's head was burned to ashes at a visible speed!

See this scene.

Andrei and his three companions were genuinely frightened. Without prior arrangement, they all stood up with perfect coordination, drew their pistols, and pointed them at Ding Ze!

"What kind of magic trick is this?" Matteo, the leader of the Colombian gang, asked in astonishment.

"Hey Ding! Is this some kind of witchcraft?" Carlos, the Mexican gang leader, panicked. He had no choice; witchcraft was quite famous in Mexico, with many terrifying legends associated with it.

"Ding Ze! Don't move, or I'll shoot you dead!" Hillman, the leader of the Ukrainian gang, was the most direct.

Andrei, the leader of the Russian gang, was different from the other three leaders. He wasn't the kind of crazy, desperate thug. He didn't say anything, but his mind raced as he thought of a solution.

Having four dark gun barrels pointed at you is no easy task.

Fortunately, this wasn't the first time, and Ding Ze had gotten used to it.