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

Raphael, sitting in the back, was completely bewildered and immediately asked, "Felix, what's going on? Who are you talking to?"

Felix didn't reply immediately. He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and then spoke, "That's Ding Ze on the other end of the phone..."

Felix recounted what had happened.

Raphael was so shocked that he stared in disbelief and couldn't speak for a long time.

"This is great news!!!" After a while, unlike Felix who liked to think things through, Raphael thought very simply and laughed excitedly.

Felix gave a wry smile. "Perhaps, perhaps not... He's too crazy. If anything goes wrong when I go with him to see Pedro, I'll be dead, and then Maria and the child will be dead too..."

Raphael heard this, thought for a moment, and had a different opinion. "What you said is indeed correct, but from another perspective, you can't expect him to kill Pedro for you. You don't need to get involved."

"A guy like him could never be your underling."

Does Felix understand this principle?

clear.

But doing so is far too risky...

-

the other side.

Ding Ze started to think about it seriously.

Felix's personality is really annoying.

and so.

Chabo needs to be won over, even if it's just as a backup option.

After all, compared to being obedient...

The difference in ability is not that important to him.

Chapter 132 Operation, Kill

The military acted swiftly and efficiently.

By evening, most of the greenery planted outside Sinaloa had been cut down and set ablaze.

That evening, the air in Sinaloa was so thick it made you feel dizzy.

The military has left.

Comrade Pedro, the Lion of Sinaloa, summoned all the managers of those leafy plantations.

In no time, all the responsible persons were rushing to Pedro's estate.

Felix wasn't one of them; he was just a minor figure in the Sinaloa cartel. But upon hearing the news, he immediately went out, got into his car, and then called Ding Ze.

In the hours following the rescue of Rafael, Felix was not idle. After much deliberation, he had Rafael take his wife Maria and children and drive away.

The plan was that if nothing went wrong tonight, Raphael and the others would come back; if something went wrong, they should not come back and should run as far away as possible.

The reason Felix made this decision wasn't because he suddenly became bold and reckless... but because Felix realized something: Ding Ze knew his plan, and if he didn't cooperate, Ding Ze might very well replace him, or even kill him, and find someone else to do the job...

In that case, since death is inevitable either way, the choice becomes quite simple.

Ding Ze was already waiting not too far from Pedro's estate. He received Felix's call, smiled, and without much further ado, told him his location.

The phone hangs up.

"Everyone get ready, the show is about to begin," Ding Ze said with a smile as he picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke to the four groups of men stationed around Pedro's estate.

"Roger that!"

"I can not wait any more!"

"One Mexican costs 100,000 US dollars!"

"Haha, brothers, it's time to make some money!"

The leaders of all four groups responded.

"A bunch of lunatics," Ding Ze heard, turned off the walkie-talkie, shook his head with a smile, and commented.

soon.

Four groups, a hundred veterans, moved nimbly and excitedly as they checked their weapons to ensure they had enough ammunition.

This scene is so exciting!

About twenty minutes later.

Felix has arrived.

Upon seeing this, Ding Ze didn't hesitate for a moment. With a cigarette dangling from his lips, he immediately got out of the car and sat down next to Felix.

Felix's face grew even more melancholy, his expression extremely tense.

"Relax a bit. You must be tired from always being so tense," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Felix didn't want to answer, but only asked, "What are the specific plans for later?"

“It’s simple. I’ll take care of Pedro first, and then you can take over,” Ding Ze replied.

"..." Felix was speechless. "What about his men?"

"Don't worry, it's all arranged."

Felix wanted to ask more, but hesitated and then shut his mouth.

Since it's a gamble, and we've already come this far, there's no point in rambling on.

Felix remained silent, his heart pounding, as he drove in silence.

It took about three minutes to drive.

The car arrived at the gate of Pedro's estate.

It's called a manor...

In reality, this place is just like a farm, and it can't compare to the estates of wealthy Americans at all.

Behind the gate, there were four guards carrying AK47s.

A guard walked up to the car.

The guard recognized Felix but not Ding Ze, and asked with some confusion, "Felix, what's this guy about?"

“A rich guy from America, wants to cooperate with the boss, and is here to give money,” Felix’s heart pounded even harder, but fortunately his face remained melancholy, so he didn’t show much nervousness. “He’s very reliable. I’ve known him for a long time.”

The guard, not being very bright and not believing that a foreigner could do anything, simply smiled broadly and said, "Well done."

Felix forced a smile in response and, without delay, continued driving forward.

In the blink of an eye.

The two arrived at the building in the manor.

The car stopped.

Ding Ze picked up the walkie-talkie and decisively ordered, "Action!"

The voice reached my ears.

Felix's heart nearly leaped into his throat.

Ding Ze glanced at him with a smile, "Let's go, we don't have much time."

Felix was completely tense and panicked. He nodded and said, "Okay."

The two got out of the car and walked into the building.

Some of the guards outside the building were puzzled when they saw Ding Ze, but since they knew Felix, they didn't ask anything.

Ding Ze and his companion entered the building smoothly and arrived at the living room on the first floor.

The living room is very large.

The interior furnishings are full of Mexican and wealthy style.

Comrade Pedro, the Lion of Sinaloa, is roaring, venting his anger at the military, with a cigar in his mouth.

The people in charge listened quietly, some standing and some sitting.

Ding Ze wasted no time, his eyes darting around quickly.

In a blink of an eye.

Ding Ze saw the fat guy Neto... but not Chapo, which was a bit of a disappointment.

Although this is actually quite reasonable.

Chapo is currently just a minor character, Pedro's driver.

The driver wasn't involved in this situation, so there's nothing wrong with him.

so…..

It's time to get to work.

Ding Ze smiled, silently equipped the John-Wick character card, then raised his hand and, using the Mexican language skill he had acquired at some point, said, "Boss, I have an idea."