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

To be honest, Mickey couldn't help feeling very flustered.

no way.

This method of killing is absolutely terrifying.

In his panic, Mickey's mind raced.

Turning and turning.

All the things that had happened with Ding Ze over the past period of time suddenly became clear.

How did those prisoners at Fox River State Penitentiary, those two big shots in the White House, all die...? Why did Jesse suddenly collapse yesterday...? And that vendor at noon, he died silently...?

Etc., etc.

“Boss…” Mickey became more and more frightened, and finally couldn’t help but ask tentatively, “These two bugs, are they yours?”

[You successfully released xxx. Reward: Coffin Making Skill (Beginner).]

[You have successfully released xxx. Reward: Funeral Rites (Beginner).]

[You have successfully released xxx. Reward: Mummified Corpse Creation Skill (Beginner).]

[You have successfully released xxx. Reward: Coffin Carrying Technique (Beginner).]

'These are all underworld skills,' Ding Ze muttered silently. Hearing Mickey's words, he ignored the skills, grinned, and decided not to hide anything. 'Yeah, wanna try some?'

Mickey: "??????"

hum.

moment.

Mickey's heart stopped beating.

Playing around? Are you kidding me? You'll die!

"No need, no need, boss, you can play by yourself," Mickey knew very well that Ding Ze was a very awesome madman, and hurriedly shook his head repeatedly.

That reaction is really interesting.

Ding Ze smiled, stopped teasing Mickey, and focused on looking outside, waiting for the next wave of animals to be released.

About two minutes later.

A very ordinary gray car suddenly sped up from behind.

Ding Ze looked outside and immediately saw it. He was a little puzzled and felt something was wrong, so he didn't rush to send out the Gu worms. "It seems a friend has arrived. Slow down."

Mickey also saw the gray car and, upon hearing this, immediately eased off the accelerator.

In the blink of an eye.

The gray car arrived smoothly next to the car where Ding Ze and his companion were.

Upon arrival.

The driver of the gray car immediately turned to Ding Ze and said quickly, "Bazad is chasing you. He's at No. 53, XXX Road."

After saying that, the gray car accelerated forward.

have to.

As expected of someone from Uncle Fried Chicken.

"Thanks," Ding Ze said with a faint smile, calling out to the gray car that had already driven a short distance forward. Then, he said to Mickey, "Go to that address."

Upon hearing this, Mickey gave a helpless, wry smile. "Boss, I don't recognize this address either."

Ding Ze: "Uh..."

Miscalculated.

I was in an unfamiliar place and had no navigation.

"Then let's look at the road signs and find it slowly," Ding Ze said, having no other choice.

Mickey didn't want to talk, but his eyes darted around, searching for road signs outside.

At this time.

Three more cars, moving very fast and bearing obvious gangster characteristics, came into Ding Ze's view.

Ding Ze glanced at it.

If you should release animals, then release them; there's nothing more to say.

The Five Poison Gu Insects and the Burning Fire Gu Insects have been mobilized once again.

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Some of the FBI agents who came in pursuit of Ding Ze had already left the police station to try to find him in Albuquerque, while the rest remained at the police station and set up a temporary office.

The sudden deployment of a large number of police officers by the police station naturally caught the attention of the detectives.

The two FBI agents quickly found the director and wanted to know what was going on.

The bureau chief is on the phone.

The call was from a police officer who, along with his colleagues, had just discovered the two gangsters that Ding Ze had killed with the Five Poison Gu worms not long ago.

The police officer recognized one of the victims as a member of the Bazaad gang, and then called the chief directly.

"Chief, I have two bodies here, presumably Bazaad's men. The cause of their deaths is a bit strange; they weren't shot. According to witnesses, they suddenly convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and then died..."

Upon hearing this, the director's expression changed drastically. He instinctively glanced at the two FBI agents waiting in front of his desk, then immediately asked the person on the other end of the phone, "You mean, convulsing and foaming at the mouth?"

As soon as these words came out.

The two FBI agents' expressions changed simultaneously, and their bodies tensed up.

The police officer on the other end of the phone gave an affirmative answer, "Yes."

"Okay, I understand," the director replied, then slammed down the phone and said to the two FBI agents, "Was that Ding Ze?"

The two FBI agents nodded in unison.

"Chief, what's going on? Where is Ding Ze?" a middle-aged detective asked urgently.

Knowing how serious the matter was, the bureau chief didn't dare to waste words and simply explained the situation clearly.

Upon learning that Ding Ze was being hunted by Bazard's men and was likely on some road, the two FBI agents were incredibly excited.

"Chief, send a helicopter immediately! Mobilize all police forces and capture Ding Ze at all costs!!!" one of the detectives said.

Another agent immediately took out his phone and called his superior in Salt Lake City, asking him to contact the DEA Albuquerque branch and request the DEA agents' cooperation in the arrest.

Albuquerque is a rather unique city.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the police department is far inferior to the DEA Albuquerque branch.

that's it.

About three minutes later.

Hank, who never dreamed that things would escalate to this point, boarded the helicopter fully armed and blinked frantically.

Hank is not alone.

after all……

This time, the target isn't some so-called ruthless book dealer, but Ding Ze, an even more ruthless serial killer who has murdered countless people.

That's Ding Ze!

Hank doesn't want to die...

Chapter 118 Kill! No one is getting away!

On the road.

[You have successfully released xxx. Reward: One Skill Upgrade Ticket.]

[…..]

He released all nine gangsters from the three pursuing cars in one go, obtaining a skill upgrade voucher and eight strange skills. He left behind three cars that were either stopped or crashed. Ding Ze raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

This Bazard is a lunatic. Who knows how many people he sent over, and it's not even dark yet.

In this way, thirteen gang members were killed in a row. There is no doubt that the police department has received the news and is very likely to have mobilized a large force to rush here, perhaps even using helicopters.

If this continues, the situation is not good.

“We need to change cars,” Ding Ze said to Mickey after thinking for a moment and coming up with a plan.

“Okay,” Mickey said without further ado, his eyes darting around as he searched.

Ding Ze looked around to the left and right.

This is a relatively luxurious residential area, with houses on both sides having their own driveways and garages, and very few cars parked on the roadside.

I stared at it for two seconds.

Ding Ze's gaze fell on a BMW with black tint about a hundred meters to his right. He pointed and said, "There, full speed ahead."

Mickey didn't dare to delay and slammed the accelerator to the floor.