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

After watching for a short while, I saw the latest developments regarding Michael and his group.

Ding Ze smiled, finding it quite amusing. After that, he didn't see any more interesting news. He then remembered the reward he received for killing those dozen or so people on the street that night.

He was too busy with other things at the time and didn't have time to deal with it.

I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway, so I should probably get to work on this.

Most of the dozen or so rewards were strange skills, with only four skill upgrade tickets.

soon.

[Bedroom Skills (Beginner) → Upgrade → Bedroom Skills (Intermediate) → Upgrade Again → Bedroom Skills (Advanced) → Upgrade Again → Bedroom Skills (Master) → Upgrade Again and Again → Bedroom Skills (Perfect)!]

After thinking it over carefully, Ding Ze finally decided to use all four skill upgrade tickets on his bedroom skills.

There is no other reason.

His recent frequent activities have made him realize that, in a place like America, this skill is really useful in a certain way, and perhaps, sometimes, it can even have surprising effects...

Janet Martin is a perfect example!

Thinking of Janet Martin, Ding Ze lit a cigarette and took two puffs.

At this moment.

He has successfully reached an agreement with Janet Martin, and their large-scale events in Miami will no longer be as troublesome as when they took down Pascal Sloan last time...

In the short term, he has achieved what he wanted.

"It's time to go to Mexico..."

There was nothing in Miami that particularly required him to stay, and it would be quite boring to stay any longer.

Ding Ze muttered to himself, then laughed, "Let's take a detour to New Mexico and see what Old Bai is up to."

I've made a plan.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time. He took out his phone and called Mickey, asking him to ask the doctor how long it would take for him to be discharged. "We're going to stay in New Mexico for a while. Nothing will happen there. We'll just be sightseeing."

"Ask them when you can be discharged and recover if you don't have surgery."

Without hesitation, Mickey declared firmly, "I can be discharged from the hospital right away!"

"Go to hell! Go ask the doctor. This isn't too urgent... Make sure everything's okay before you're discharged. Otherwise, if your arm is ruined, you'll be useless to me, understand?"

Mickey: "...Boss, you're really good with words."

Ding Ze laughed, "Of course, okay, that's settled then."

hang up the phone.

Ding Ze then called Abruzzi, who had disappeared without a trace.

This trip will take at least a month or two.

There are some things in Miami that need to be arranged first, otherwise it will be too troublesome to travel back and forth.

"John, how many veterans have we recruited so far?" Ding Ze asked.

Abruzzi didn't know the exact number either, "Up to now, including those on the high seas, there are probably more than 2,300 people in total."

The voice reached my ears.

Ah oh.

Ding Ze was a little embarrassed and remained silent for two seconds...

He forgot about the veterans on the high seas.

Hmm, it's not a big problem, not a big problem at all.

"Notify those in international waters to bring everyone back, and also notify all the veterans currently in Miami. We'll have a get-together at headquarters tonight."

Abruzzi paused for a moment, instinctively panicking, "Okay... Boss, who are we going to fight this time?"

"You have a misunderstanding about me. I am clearly a very peace-loving person," Ding Ze said seriously.

Ha ha.

Abruzzi smiled silently, then decisively agreed, "That's right, so what's the purpose of this get-together?"

"I'm leaving. Before I go, make sure this matter is settled... We're barely broke right now, so let's take all those veterans in, make them full-time employees and interns..."

"Then, I need to think of a way to transfer a group of suitable people to Mexico."

Abruzzi understood, and his feelings were a bit complicated... He had been working for Ding Ze all along, and now that Ding Ze was leaving, he had to handle so many things in Miami... Abruzzi was genuinely a little panicked.

Because he was flustered, Abruzzi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, how long will you be gone this time?"

“At least a month,” Ding Ze replied. “Miami is in your hands now. I can’t come back to find everything gone.”

Abruch: "!!!!"

Which pot does not open which pot.

“Boss, you really know how to talk,” Abruzzi said sarcastically.

Ding Ze: "???"

Mickey said the exact same thing not long ago...

What's going on? Did these two plan this together?

Ding Ze was speechless and ignored him. "Also, come with me tonight to meet someone and have dinner together. Get to know her; you'll need her when you manage Miami in the future."

Abruzzi was startled. "Who?"

“Janet Martin,” too much had happened during the night for Ding Ze to tell Abruzzi about the findings at the charity gala, “Brady Martin is practically a puppet; she’s the one making the real decisions.”

"..." Abruzzi reacted quickly, "Boss, did you find out when you were with her last night?"

Ding Ze: "???"

Well, Comrade Abruzzi, it seems to be broken.

“Kids shouldn’t know this kind of thing. That’s it, six o’clock tonight,” Ding Ze said, then hung up the phone and called Janet Martin.

“Mr. Smith,” Janet Martin greeted him in a seductive tone as the call connected.

"Did I disturb you?" Ding Ze smiled, wondering if Janet was busy or not, and felt it necessary to ask.

Janet Martin immediately understood, "How could that be? After being with you, I'm not interested in anyone else."

Tsk tsk.

Therefore, the skill of bedroom arts is truly amazing.

Those who have used it know.

"Thank you for the compliment. Let's get down to business. Are you free to have dinner together tonight? I'll introduce you to John. Soon, you'll be handling most of the business with him," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Janet Martin frowned slightly upon hearing this. "But I'm working with you, Mr. Smith. Are you just using me and then throwing me away?"

"Haha, what are you saying? Am I that bad?" Ding Ze laughed. "It's not like that. It's just that I'm leaving Miami in a few days for a business trip."

Janet Martin: "....."

You're a wanted criminal and a gang leader, what business do you need to go on?

“Oh? May I ask where you’re going?” Janet Martin asked playfully.

This tone is very well-balanced and won't offend men.

“Mexico,” Ding Ze didn’t think there was any need to hide it. “I’ll be gone for a long time. Feel free to come visit me anytime.”

The voice reached my ears.

Janet Martin was startled, ignoring the second half of the sentence, her thoughts racing.

Someone like Ding Ze, who has just established himself in Miami and even reached a cooperation agreement with me, is fully capable of making a name for himself in Miami for some time to come…

So, at this point, we suddenly have to go to Mexico?

Less than two seconds.

Janet Martin realized a possibility and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement: "Not satisfied with a third of Miami? Do you want two-thirds?"

Ding Ze smiled.

A woman's intelligence is itself a kind of charm.

Ding Ze found it very interesting. "What would you say if I said that Miami, and Mexico, would all be mine?"

hum.

Janet Martin was genuinely taken aback; she hadn't expected Ding Ze to think so wildly...

“I would say I’m waiting for that day to come,” Janet Martin said, not thinking Ding Ze was bragging, but finding him increasingly amusing.

"I won't keep you waiting long. Let's get back to business. Six o'clock tonight, Coastal Restaurant, is that convenient?" Ding Ze asked.

Janet Martin was originally inconvenient, but at this moment, she had no choice but to comply: "Okay, I'll be there on time."

"Okay, bye."

beep.

Janet Martin pursed her lips slightly; she really hung up quickly.