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

Neto and the others nodded in unison.

“Very well, then, let me introduce you to the new leader of Sinaloa,” Ding Ze said, gesturing to Felix, “Miguel Angel Felix Gallardo, please give him a warm welcome.”

"??????" Neto and the others were taken aback by this turn of events, and were then forced to applaud.

at the same time.

Felix was thrilled that his vision had finally taken its first step. The melancholy on his face lessened considerably. He lifted his foot and walked step by step to the center of the living room, where he was the center of attention.

Ding Ze knew that Felix enjoyed the feeling of power and status, so he kindly waited until Felix stopped and stood properly before speaking again, "Felix has a grand plan, everyone listen carefully, and also..."

As he spoke, Ding Ze turned to Neto, "Neto, come with me. I need you to tell your men outside to stop causing trouble."

"Otherwise, my men might not be able to resist killing them all."

"After all, I'll give them a $100,000 reward for every person they kill."

The words came out.

hiss~~~

That's fucking terrifying!

Neto couldn't help but gasp. He really didn't want to go with Ding Ze, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod in agreement, "Okay."

Ding Ze and Neto walked out side by side.

Felix began to speak, recounting his grand vision and embarking on the journey to build an empire.

Outside the building.

Ding Ze stopped, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Neto didn't dare to delay for a moment. He immediately yelled at his men who were still alive and hiding somewhere, informing them that Pedro was dead and telling them to put down their weapons, not to resist, and to come to the building.

The boss is gone, and the person who pays the bills is gone too.

The Mexican men, who were nearly scared to death after the battle, dared not fight any longer.

Not long after.

Thirty-odd Mexican henchmen, who looked like ordinary farmers, arrived in front of the building.

Ding Ze smiled and quickly glanced through it.

Ding dong.

Found him, the future dwarf, Chapo.

To be honest, he wasn't worried that Chabo had already been killed.

There is no other reason.

This short guy is quite clever; he's lucky to be alive, he won't die so easily.

Ding Ze's gaze fell on Cha Bo, and he pointed at Cha Bo, saying, "Everyone else, except you, go wait over there. The new boss will come and tell you what to do later."

Hearing this, and being pointed at by Ding Ze like that...

"!!!!" Cha Bo was jolted, feeling like he was going to die. He gritted his teeth, glared at Ding Ze, and wanted to remember him.

See this.

Ding Ze found it very interesting, so he smiled brightly and walked towards Cha Bo, "Don't panic, I'm not going to kill you, quite the opposite."

Walking up to Cha Bo, Ding Ze took out a cigarette. "Want a smoke?"

Cha Bo was very bold. Upon hearing that he wouldn't die, he decisively shook his head and said, "I won't smoke."

"That's good," Ding Ze said, putting away his cigarette. "What's your name?"

“Joaquin,” Chapo replied succinctly and directly.

"What do other people call you?" Ding Ze asked again.

“Chabo,” Chabo replied.

"My name is Ding Ze. Do you know who I am?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Cha Bo shook his head. "I don't know."

"I'm your boss, do you understand now?"

Cha Bo nodded, "Understood, boss."

“Very well, go rest over there, I’ll come back and talk to you later,” Ding Ze said, then turned around and beckoned to Neto behind him, “Neto, come with me, I have something to tell you.”

Ding Ze is useless to Neto; he's timid, a fickle fatso, and has no interest in him whatsoever.

He was interested in Neto's nephew, Amado!

That guy is the King of the Sky, a top-tier talent! (End of Chapter)

Chapter 134 Deterrence, A Bright Future

“Neto,” Ding Ze said, offering him a cigarette after a few steps, “as far as I know, you have a nephew named Amado?”

Neto had just taken the cigarette when he flinched slightly. He hadn't expected Ding Ze to have already investigated him so thoroughly. He quickly nodded, "Yes."

"Is he here now?" Ding Ze asked.

“It should be,” Neto thought for a moment and replied.

"Give him a call and ask him to come over. I have something good to discuss with him, so don't overthink it," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Does Neto believe it?

unimportant.

Neto dared not object and immediately agreed, "Okay."

Without hesitation, Neto, cigarette dangling from his lips, quickly pulled out his phone and dialed, "Hey, Amado, where are you right now...?"

The call ended a short while later.

“Mr. Ding, he should be here in about thirty minutes,” Neto said ingratiatingly.

Seeing Neto's behavior, Ding Ze couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this fatso was really quick to sell out his nephew.

However, Ding Ze held back.

After all, Neto had helped, so it wouldn't be appropriate to mock him.

Moreover, this fatso might still be of some use later.

"Thank you. You can go in now. Felix's plan is very good. If you get on good terms with him, you'll reap many benefits and a lot of money in the future," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Neto really didn't want to spend any more time with Ding Ze, this murderer. He was worried that if he wasn't careful and did something wrong, Ding Ze would kill him. Upon hearing this, he immediately breathed a silent sigh of relief. "Okay, Mr. Ding, you go ahead and do your work. I'm leaving."

After saying something polite, Neto turned and walked away very quickly, as if he were fleeing.

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, ignoring him, and waved to Cha Bo, beckoning him over.

Upon seeing this, the short man Cha Bo didn't hesitate. He immediately got up and walked quickly to Ding Ze's side, saying humbly, "Mr. Ding."

The difference between Chapo's posture and Neto's posture is obvious.

“We’ll talk as we walk,” Ding Ze said, adding that he actually quite liked the short guy throughout the entire series.

Chabo obediently did as instructed.

"Where is your hometown?" Ding Ze thought for a moment, then decided not to get straight to the point, opting instead to exchange a few pleasantries and show some concern.

Cha Bo returned to a place with a very long name.

How are your family's financial conditions?

"Very poor."

How many siblings do you have?

"… .."

They exchanged pleasantries for a while.

"What do you do here, and how much do you earn in a month?" Ding Ze asked casually.

Cha Bo answered honestly, "I do whatever the boss tells me to do. I haven't been here long, and I usually just drive for the boss and pick people up and drop them off."

"I can earn three or four thousand US dollars a month."

cough cough.

Pedro, that piece of trash, calls himself the Lion of Sinaloa.

Nothing.

A vendor selling local specialties is being so stingy.

Although Mexico's overall economic level is very poor, three or four thousand US dollars is actually a lot, but it still feels too stingy.

"Would you like to work for me in the future? I'll pay you $30,000 a month," Ding Ze said with a smile after a moment's thought.

Upon hearing this, Cha Bo's eyes lit up immediately, and without the slightest hesitation, he said, "Yes, boss, I'll work for you. I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze grinned, decisively stopped, turned around, and looked at Cha Bo, who had also stopped, saying, "You can't just say things like that."