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

After saying that, Ding Ze turned to Felix, "Alright, I've finished my business. Do you have anything to say?"

Felix: "???"

say what?

Felix was so frightened that his scalp tingled, and he couldn't utter a word.

Ding Ze waited for two seconds, then, too lazy to wait any longer, said, "I suddenly remembered something I forgot. Shall I say a few words?"

Felix nodded blankly.

“Well then,” Ding Ze smiled and exhaled a puff of smoke, “the thing is, I have someone in the U.S. government.”

"I talked to them before I came to Mexico this time."

"The U.S. government will soon gradually loosen restrictions on green leaves, that is, legalize them."

As soon as these words came out.

boom! ! !

Shock? Fear? Disgust?

Faced with such incredible good news, screw it! It doesn't matter anymore!

moment.

The Mexicans, including Felix, were all stunned.

Immediately afterwards.

"Mr. Ding, is it true?"

How long do you anticipate it will take for this to be completed?

"This is fucking amazing..."

Felix was also incredibly excited. "Mr. Ding, once this succeeds, we'll be absolutely unstoppable!!"

Ding Ze smiled and quietly smoked. After the people in front of him had calmed down, he spoke again and gave a positive answer: "My plan is that within three years, the first city in America will legalize green leaves."

"I will make sure this city shows good signs, and then the path to legalization in other cities will be very swift."

Three years!

What's three years?

It's been over in the blink of an eye!

Immediately.

Cheers echoed throughout the living room.

"Alright, alright! Brothers, our time to make a fortune has come!"

"Great! Mr. Ding, if you had said so earlier, I would have personally taken care of Pedro for you!"

"Mr. Ding, well done!"

"Mr. Ding, how about we find a few dogs to help Pedro digest?"

"..."

Well done, these people are all talented, they can change their tune so quickly.

Ding Ze waited again, and then continued, "What I mean by this is that Sinaloa cannot be abandoned; the green leaves still need to be planted."

"As for the military."

"It all depends on whether you have the guts."

"I actually saw a very strange situation today. When the military came, you all seemed afraid to resist and only thought about running away."

"why?"

Are you all such cowards?

"How many military personnel did they send today? This is Sinaloa, your homeland. How can you be bullied like this by outsiders on your own turf?"

"Are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

Ding Ze's words became increasingly harsh.

Felix and his group, who had just been excited about the impending legalization of green leaves in America, immediately showed embarrassment on their faces.

Of course, some people disagreed with this statement and couldn't help but speak up.

“Mr. Ding, we can resist, but if we resist, more military forces will come next time, and we won’t be able to withstand many more waves,” someone said boldly.

Ding Ze took a drag of his cigarette and chuckled, "This area is mountainous. I guess you've never been to a war or Colombia before."

"Don't you understand how significant the advantages of mountainous areas are?"

"As long as you have the guts and aren't cowardly, even if the military sends 100,000 men into the mountains, they'll be driven back!"

"Furthermore, there's a principle that you don't seem to understand."

"Do you think those people in the military aren't afraid of dying?"

"If you have the ability to drive them back a few times, see how many military personnel will still come to fight for their lives?"

There was a pause.

Ding Ze added, "I hope you'll have some courage. If you dare to do this, I can send you funds, guns, ammunition, and mortars."

Felix and his group: "??????"

Good guy.

This guy is also an arms dealer.

Hear the words.

Someone was tempted, "Great!! This is my home, let's wipe out those damn military!"

Once one person started, others chimed in.

The remaining group remained silent, too afraid to do so.

Ding Ze had anticipated this, so he spoke again.

"I hope you will think carefully about my proposal."

"Move to Guadalajara and develop there; perhaps then the military won't dare to attack recklessly."

"But, apart from the military, you seem to have forgotten about another, more troublesome adversary."

"The DEA has been operating in Mexico."

"How long do you think it will take before the DEA tracks down Guadalajara and starts targeting you, especially you, Felix!"

“Felix, once you’re targeted by the DEA, your life is pretty much over. You understand that, right?”

hum.

Felix hadn't considered this at all and was startled, quickly asking, "Then what do you mean, Mr. Ding?"

"What I mean is, the DEA wants to investigate, the military wants to cause trouble, let Sinaloa become their target, let Sinaloa become a tough nut to crack, a ...

"In this way, you can develop steadily in Guadalajara for three years, and hold on until the day when America legalizes green leaves!"

"Otherwise, are you really confident that you can survive these three years?"

Ding Ze said this in one breath.

Felix listened and immediately agreed, nodding in agreement, "That makes sense!"

Many others were also tempted.

"But Mr. Ding, even if we were willing to confront the military, we don't have that many manpower..."

Ding Ze laughed, “That’s simple. On the one hand, with money, you’re not worried about not being able to recruit people. On the other hand, Sinaloa keeping the military and the DEA occupied also benefits the other plazas.”

"They can't just enjoy this benefit for nothing, can they?"

"They sent people over to participate in the struggle, is that alright?"

No problem!

Little by little.

The group in the living room became excited again.

Immediately afterwards.

Discussions rose and fell in waves. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 135 You're a Talent

Felix and the others were very interested in Ding Ze's idea or plan.

Other plazas sent people over to join forces against the military!

at the same time.

Making a fortune in Guadalajara, surviving three years, and then gradually and legally entering America, selling green leaves like cold medicine...