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

Pablo was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter. "Impressive! I thought you pulled that stunt just to escape the FBI, but I never expected it was for this."

Ding Ze laughed, "The FBI isn't worth all that trouble. You know, I spent two hundred million US dollars to put on that show."

Pablo was genuinely surprised by the figure, but he quickly grasped the logic and realized that spending so much money was reasonable, considering the need to get the mayor of Albuquerque to cooperate and to deceive so many people…

“That’s quite bold,” Pablo praised, then turned to Felix and said, “Alright, I agree to your proposal.”

Felix laughed, “Welcome to the team. I’ll invite the other leaders over, and we’ll meet in Guadalajara in a few days.”

Pablo nodded. "Okay."

The matter was thus settled.

Soon, Felix and Pablo exchanged phone numbers, as did Ding Ze and Pablo.

After finishing their business, Ding Ze and his group of five left the farm and set off for Tijuana.

-

Tijuana was an easy stop for Felix.

Because Felix was very familiar with the Benjamin brothers.

Felix wasn't worried about anything.

Ding Ze wasn't worried at all; he was just a little excited.

the reason is simple.

When he gets to Tijuana, he'll have to kill people, and maybe a lot of them.

Who to kill?

Of course, it's the effeminate Comrade Sicily-Falcon.

Falcon is a fairly large distributor of Colombian specialties, and I have a conflict of interest with him, so I'll have to get rid of him sooner or later.

Since that's the case, we can save ourselves the trouble of making another trip later and resolve the issue directly this time.

to this end.

Ding Ze took out his phone, made a call, and transferred all the teams currently in Juarez and the six teams in Guadalajara to Tijuana.

This, combined with the team already waiting in Tijuana...

Eight groups, two hundred people—enough for a major battle.

After Ding Ze finished making the call...

Because they were all in the same car and had all heard what Ding Ze had just said, Felix, Neto, and Amado were all taken aback.

“Mr. Ding,” Felix said, his expression immediately becoming more melancholy from surprise, “the person we’re going to meet in Tijuana is someone I know very well, so the trip should go smoothly. Why did you mobilize so many people?”

“Sicily-Falcon,” Ding Ze replied with a smile, lighting a cigarette.

Felix had never heard of it. "???"

Neto knew who Ding Ze was referring to, and panicked, quickly saying, "Mr. Ding, Sicily-Falcon has very good political connections with Tijuana. If you touch him, we might not be able to leave Tijuana!"

“Sicily-Falcon is a distributor of Colombian specialties. I need to increase my leverage when I go to Colombia to negotiate with those lunatics. He has to die,” Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and replied calmly. “The same goes for the other distributors.”

"As for the Tijuana police officers, don't worry, I can kill them all if necessary."

The words entered the air.

Neto's body jolted, utterly terrified. "!!!"

Felix wasn't much better off, "..."

Amado got excited and couldn't help but laugh. "Mr. Ding, just kill a few big shots and scare the police officers away from arresting us. Otherwise, it's too much trouble. What do you think?"

Therefore, Amado suits his taste perfectly.

Ding Ze nodded with a smile, "That makes sense. Then kill the mayor first, then the police chief."

Amado laughed.

Neto couldn't take it anymore. "Mr. Ding, I'm not good at this kind of thing. May I leave first?"

That fat bastard, he's so cowardly he's shameless.

However, Ding Ze didn't care and said, "Okay."

Felix remained silent, his thoughts racing.

Are you scared? Yes.

Ding Ze is right. Considering the Colombian specialty product business that he will be taking over soon, those distributors in Mexico now need to be eliminated.

Felix understood the reasoning and immediately spoke up, "Mr. Ding, how about I think of a safer plan to kill that Sicilian-Falcon?"

“Sure,” Ding Ze didn’t mind. Anyway, the person had to be killed. How to kill him wasn’t important. “Tell me when you’ve thought it through.”

Felix breathed a sigh of relief.

Time flies.

The five returned to the airport, had a meal, waited for a while, boarded the plane, and flew to Tijuana.

It was already evening when we arrived in Tijuana.

Because of the need to kill Sicily-Falcon, Felix suggested that they stay in Tijuana for the night to investigate the situation and gather information.

Ding Ze had no objection.

He had been running around all day and was indeed a bit tired.

And so, the five of them found a big hotel and settled in.

In a blink of an eye.

Night falls.

Felix brought back a woman who had a fairly significant role in the original series: Isabella Bautista. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 143 Isabella, Let's Talk About Work

In the corner of the hotel restaurant.

Ding Ze smiled as he looked at Isabella.

This woman is quite charming, has a good figure, the cafeteria is very large, and more importantly, she is quite intelligent. In the original series, she even made some waves in the middle, but unfortunately, there was always someone better, and her ending was tragic.

Isabella was a shrewd woman, and naturally noticed Ding Ze's gaze. So, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Mr. Ding, is it appropriate for you to look at me like that?"

Ding Ze laughed. With this kind of woman, there's no need to beat around the bush; being direct is the best approach. "Isabella, you're so beautiful, of course I have to take a second look."

Isabella smiled gently.

Felix had absolutely no interest in matters of men and women, so he spoke up, "Mr. Ding, why don't we talk about business first?"

Ding Ze nodded, although, to be honest, there wasn't much to talk about.

In a chaotic place like Tijuana, killing a sissy Sicilian Falcon wouldn't require any elaborate preparations.

In fact, if it weren't for wanting to intimidate Tijuana and Benjamin, and also to let his men make some money so they wouldn't have made a wasted trip...

He could easily kill Falcon by releasing a single Gu worm.

Seeing Ding Ze nod, Felix added, "Isabella is very familiar with Sicily-Falcon."

After saying that, Felix turned to Isabella, "Isabella, tell Mr. Ding about Falcon's situation."

Previously, Felix hadn't told Isabella the purpose of their meeting, which was that Dingze wanted to kill Falcon...

Isabella assumed that Ding Ze and Felix were looking for a way to make money, and without thinking much of it, she began to say, "In Tijuana, Sicily-Falcon is the boss..."

Isabella said, "Falcon loves to throw parties, he throws one at the villa almost every day. I can take you there tomorrow night."

Ding Ze grinned. "I also love parties. Isabella, tell me about the party tomorrow night. What kind of people will be there?"

Isabella was a little confused, but considering Ding Ze's identity, she answered truthfully, "They are mainly children of businessmen, rich people and politicians, a few athletes, and minor celebrities."

“The children of politicians, huh? Very good,” Ding Ze’s smile deepened. “How’s the security situation?”

The voice reached my ears.

"??????" Isabella immediately realized something was wrong, her expression changing. "Mr. Ding, what do you want to do?"

“Looks like Felix didn’t tell you,” Ding Ze replied with a smile. “Isabella, if I had told you, would you have turned around and told Falcon?”

hum.

Isabella's heart tightened; she instinctively sensed danger, feeling that the murderer in front of her might kill her at any moment.

“No, I’m not that familiar with Falcon,” Isabella hurriedly and solemnly replied.

Ding Ze was still smiling, looking completely harmless. Without further ado, he said, "Falcon is dead. As for the others, we'll see how things go tomorrow night."

Isabella: "!!!!"

Although she had already guessed it, hearing it with her own ears still sent a chill down Isabella's spine.

To kill Falcon?

Nothing.