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

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone immediately looked at Ding Ze.

Pedro was annoyed that his shout had been interrupted, and his eyes turned fierce as he glared at Ding Ze.

Then, Pedro froze.

The others were also stunned.

Some people were stunned because of Ding Ze's skin color.

The remaining reason was that Ding Ze looked somewhat familiar.

Pedro belonged to the latter group: "Who the hell are you? You look so familiar!"

Ding Ze grinned, not answering Pedro's question. "Boss, I think the main reason Sinaloa is being harassed by the military is that Sinaloa doesn't have a good leader. What do you think?"

Pedro: "???"

The group of people in charge: "??????"

At this moment, everyone was astonished.

This was exactly the effect Ding Ze wanted. He drew his gun, pulled the trigger, and bang—all in one smooth motion, in less than a second.

Pedro was shot in the head.

Gunfire rang out.

"Fuck!!"

Someone reacted quickly and shouted.

Immediately afterwards.

Swish swish.

The sound of guns being drawn was incessant.

at the same time.

"Everyone, calm down. My men have surrounded this place. If you kill me, you will all die," Ding Ze shouted with a laugh after shooting Pedro in the head. At the same time, he prepared to dodge.

Having used the John-Wick character card, he was confident he could dodge the attack.

A roar was heard.

The group of officials who were about to fire their weapons immediately stopped what they were doing.

See this.

Ding Ze breathed a silent sigh of relief, knowing that things were probably alright. "Just in case you don't believe me, my name is Ding Ze. Perhaps some of you have heard of me before."

Hear the words.

"F*** you!" Fat Neto reacted quickly, exclaiming, "You're Ding Ze, that murderer from America!!"

The others also recognized him, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. More importantly, they realized they were surrounded.

However, some people have never heard of the name Ding Ze.

"I don't care who the hell you are..." a ruthless man shouted, making a move to kill Ding Ze.

Upon hearing this, the group of people who recognized Ding Ze rushed to stop him.

"No, don't shoot!"

"Stop!!!"

"..."

The words of dissuasion were left unsaid.

Thump thump thump thump~~~

Outside the building, gunfire erupted from all four directions, as if by prior arrangement.

Neto and the others' expressions changed drastically in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, besides being a serial killer, I have another identity: a billionaire," Ding Ze said with a smile, ignoring the gunshots outside. "I have assets worth hundreds of billions of US dollars, and I'm here to help you all get rich."

"So? Can you put down your gun and let's talk this over?"

Chapter 133 Chapo, King of the Sky Amado

money!

Why are all these people gathered here, listening to that idiot Pedro yell?

The vast majority are in it for the money.

then.

Neto, a strong-willed and opportunistic individual, was the first to lower his gun.

Neto started it, and after a moment's hesitation, the others followed suit.

However, some of the more hot-tempered people who were on good terms with Pedro, and who were not primarily motivated by money or loyalty, did not do so.

"You traitors!"

"That bastard just killed the boss! Have you lost all shame for money?"

These people started shouting angrily.

Ding Ze had anticipated this, so it was time to let these people see the effects of the character cards.

Without saying a word, Ding Ze moved swiftly to the left, appearing behind a fat man. Using the fat man as a shield, he raised his gun and fired.

Bang bang bang!

A 100% hit rate is no joke.

In the blink of an eye, three people were shot.

Those who remained unwilling to lay down their guns began to fight back.

Just then, Felix, who had quietly moved behind a pillar to the side when Ding Ze suddenly spoke, saw that Ding Ze's proposal was about to be realized. He gritted his teeth, drew his gun, and, disregarding all martial ethics, launched a sneak attack.

Bang bang bang!

The surprise attack was very effective.

The melancholy little prince Felix killed three people in one go.

Ding Ze pulled the trigger again.

Every bullet has found its rightful place.

In no time.

The living room fell silent.

The dissenting voices gradually faded away as one corpse after another fell.

Of course, the fat man that Ding Ze used as a shield unfortunately sacrificed himself.

Ding Ze glanced at the fat man lying in front of him, his body riddled with over a dozen bullet holes... He couldn't help but smile, though.

"I hope I don't grow up to be this fat in my next life," Ding Ze laughed, then looked at Neto and the others with a smile, "Does anyone else have any objections? Speak now."

"If I don't say it now, I won't say it later. I don't like trouble."

In less than a minute, about ten people died...

Neto and the others were genuinely terrified.

So, you have a problem with that? Are you looking for trouble?

“Mr. Ding, I have no objection. I just want to say, can your men stop now? If this continues, all our men outside will probably be killed,” one of the leaders said after much hesitation.

although……

The gunfire outside had noticeably subsided, and the Mexicans outside the building were probably almost all killed.

It's a bit late to say this.

"Stop, wait for my orders," Ding Ze grinned, took out his walkie-talkie, and gave the order.

"Group 1 received, Group 2 received, Group 3 received, Group 4 received."

The leaders of the four groups responded immediately.

Neto and the others heard it all clearly, and naturally, they were terrified.

no way.

Neto and others had only ever seen such professional teams on TV, and now, facing one in person... it was terrifying!

In a blink of an eye.

The gunfire outside has stopped.

Neto and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've checked one last time, and everyone's got no objections, right?" Ding Ze asked again, noticing this.