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

"That bastard Ding Ze is definitely still in Albuquerque. I'll make him regret coming here!!"

This has become a personal feud.

Liddell Eaton made this very clear.

What could the police chief and the head of the DEA branch say? They could only agree.

“Alright, don’t waste any time, get to work,” Liddell Eaton waved his hand and gave the order.

********

In the parking lot in front of one of the fried chicken shops.

Uncle Fried Chicken sat in his car, listening to the radio. His face, which was usually expressionless unless necessary, was now full of irritation.

Although it was anticipated yesterday that Ding Ze's rampage in Albuquerque would inevitably change the situation there, the change was so rapid and so drastic...

Uncle Fried Chicken is really annoyed and just wants to swear.

This is fucking insane!!!

What exactly does Gou Ri's Ding Ze want to do?

It's one thing to kill dozens of Bazad's gang and chop Bazad into mincemeat, but why did you also take the time to deal with the mayor?

Are you crazy??

The more Chicken Uncle thought about it, the angrier he got.

At the same time, to be honest, I also felt a bit more afraid of Ding Ze.

Because he knew very well that Ding Ze had only brought one subordinate with him this time, and that subordinate's right shoulder was obviously injured, so he had little fighting ability.

In other words, it's highly likely that Ding Ze killed fifty or sixty people all by himself yesterday and the first half of this night, and then went to confront the mayor alone...

How fierce must that be?

Even the leaders of Cartel in Mexico couldn't do something like this...

Uncle Fried Chicken sat in the car, thinking for a long time.

For no apparent reason, I began to worry about my own safety.

Then, he thought of Ding Ze's suggestion that night.

Twenty percent of sales...

He still has a great grudge to avenge, and he cannot die yet; he must live.

Uncle Fried Chicken thought about a lot of things.

**************

Jesse and his three companions huddled in the dilapidated house, smoking and shivering.

"Jesse, do you really think that all the things mentioned in the news were done by that Jason Freeman?" the monkey asked, unable to believe it.

Jesse nodded immediately, his body trembling uncontrollably. "It was definitely him!! That Bazard was absolutely chopped into mincemeat by him!!"

“I shouldn’t have answered your call the day before yesterday,” Kang Bao said, terrified. “If I hadn’t answered your call, I wouldn’t have seen him. Now look what’s happened, Jesse, you’ve ruined me.”

“Speaking of which,” the skinny man chimed in, yelling at Kang Bao, “Kang Bao, you son of a bitch, why did you call me?! I had absolutely nothing to do with this!!! You son of a bitch!”

"Hey, I'm the unluckiest one, okay? I didn't want to come in the first place," the monkey's voice came again.

Jesse listened, hardly believing his ears. "Hey, are you guys even brothers? Saying something like that to me?"

The dilapidated house was suddenly filled with noise.

-

Miami.

What happened in Albuquerque was shocking.

As a result, major radio and television stations in Miami were reporting on it extensively.

Janet Martin woke up early in the morning, saw the news, and was completely dumbfounded.

After a moment of stunned silence, Janet finally came to her senses, chuckled, and then took out her phone to call Ding Ze.

result.

The call could not be connected.

They tried again, but it was the same.

Something happened? Surely not.

Janet was a little worried, so she quickly called Abruzzi again.

Abruzzi had already seen the news and was busy arranging various things in case the FBI took action against them. After all, in the eyes of the FBI, Dongfeng Security was Ding Ze's, which was no secret.

After receiving a call from Janet Martin, Abruzzi calmly listened to her questions. "The boss will be fine. No one can kill him anytime soon... The number is unreachable because the phone was thrown away. The boss has many numbers."

Abruzzi knew about Janet and Ding Ze's relationship, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How about this, I'll contact them and get back to you later."

“Okay, thank you,” Janet said with a sigh of relief.

"You're welcome."

Abruzzi hung up the phone and, instead of dialing Ding Ze's other numbers, called Mickey first.

Mickey's phone is still there.

The call was answered quickly.

“Mickey, Janet Martin needs to speak with the boss. Can you have the boss call her?” Abruzzi was too busy and was about to hang up after saying that.

“Okay, John, I want to ask you something.” Earlier in the hotel’s underground parking lot, Mickey had heard Ding Ze say that Abruzzi had also seen Ding Ze chop people into mincemeat, so he wanted to call Abruzzi and talk to him. Now that Abruzzi has called, it’s perfect timing.

"Hmm?" Abruzzi was a little surprised. "What is it? Tell me."

Mickey took a deep breath. "Exactly, I heard from the boss that you were there when he chopped people into mincemeat before?"

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi reacted quickly, immediately understanding, and smiled, "You threw up?"

Upon hearing this, Mickey's cheeks immediately flushed, and he felt a surge of embarrassment and irritation. "Mmm."

“That’s normal,” Abruzzi replied with a laugh. “Most people who see that scene can’t bear it. We didn’t feel good at the time either, but as more things happened, we became indifferent to it.”

"You don't need to think too much. The boss... although he's crazy, sometimes even unimaginably crazy, he knows what he's doing."

Do we really know the answer?

Mickey was skeptical. "Then, what should I do if I keep thinking about that scene?"

"Well... in my opinion, there's only one way: kill more people. The more you kill, the sooner you'll forget about that scene... In some ways, people are no different from animals."

“???” Mickey was speechless.

Abruzzi was really busy and didn't have time to waste. After a few seconds, he said, "Is there anything else? I'm quite busy here."

"That's all, then you go ahead with your work."

After hanging up the phone, Mickey didn't dare to delay. He went out and knocked on Ding Ze's door to tell him what had happened.

“Okay,” Ding Ze replied, lying back down on the bed and calling Janet Martin. “It’s me.”

Hearing Ding Ze's voice, Janet was completely relieved. "I couldn't reach you by phone, I thought you were dead."

"Hey! What nonsense are you spouting so early in the morning? Believe me or not, I'll beat you up," Ding Ze threatened with a laugh.

“I don’t believe it,” Janet said, utterly unfazed.

Ding Ze was still sleepy and just wanted to go to bed. He didn't have the energy to continue teasing him. "If you don't believe me, then don't. I only slept for a few hours. I'm so sleepy. Is there something urgent you need me for?"

Janet frowned slightly, her temper flaring, but she quickly suppressed it. "It's nothing urgent. I just saw the news when I got up and wanted to call you to ask about the situation."

"Do you have a grudge against Liddell Eaton? Why are you suddenly targeting him?"

"News?" Ding Ze heard this, forced himself to sit up, found the remote, and turned on the TV. "It's even in Miami?"

“Of course! You were just sleeping, you haven’t seen the news yet, have you? You’ve really stirred up a hornet’s nest this time. Liddell Eaton recently announced a lockdown and is about to conduct a city-wide manhunt to find you,” Janet said in one breath. “Do you have a plan?”

Hear the words.

"Oh? A city-wide manhunt, such a big deal? Interesting," Ding Ze chuckled, then couldn't help but think back to his time in Fox River Prison.

Back then, Warden Pope did something similar.

and then.

With prisoners dying, Popper had no choice but to lift the solitary confinement.

"As for a solution, I just came up with one," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Janet: "??? So fast? Can you tell me?"

Ding Ze nodded. "There's nothing inconvenient about it. The solution is very simple, just one word: kill. I'll kill them until they don't dare to carry out any more search and arrest operations, and that'll be it."

Janet: "????????????"

Does this work too?

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