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

"Mickey, is Mr. Ding going back tomorrow too?" Isabella asked instinctively.

Isabella ended up sleeping with Ding Ze for several days. Mickey was quite polite to Isabella, saying, "If the boss isn't going back, I'll go back myself."

Isabella hadn't forgotten what Ding Ze had said about taking her to Colombia in a while, so she breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. "Oh, I see. Are you going back to take care of something?"

"Going home for a bit, it's been a long time since I've been back," Mickey replied casually.

Seeing that Mickey seemed easy to talk to, Isabella had an idea and wanted to ask him about Janet. "Well, you're still young, you should go back and see her."

Pretending to be an older sister, Isabella exchanged a few polite words, then casually asked, "Mickey, I'm quite curious about Janet. Can you tell me about her?"

Mickey wasn't stupid. Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around, smiled at Isabella, and said, "Isabella, we've been in touch for a few days now. I'd like to give you some advice, is that alright?"

Isabella paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded. "Of course, go ahead."

Mickey grinned. "When dealing with my boss, be content with what you have and know your place. That's how you survive a long time."

The voice reached my ears.

hum.

Isabella's heart suddenly stopped beating, and she was terrified.

Seeing this, Mickey was very happy and decisively added with a smile, "I'm serious."

Isabella nodded blankly, unable to stop herself from recalling the image of Sicily-Falcon being chopped into mincemeat, and then replacing Sicily-Falcon with herself...

shudder!

Isabella didn't want that to be the outcome. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Mickey said, and for the first time, he truly understood Ding Ze's fun.

That's really fucking funny.

Mickey suddenly looked forward to his time in Mexico.

***************

“From now on, I’ll probably have a few days of nothing to do. Is there anything you’d like to do? I can go with you around,” Ding Ze said in the hotel room.

“Okay, let’s treat it as a trip,” Janet replied cheerfully.

That was settled then.

In the blink of an eye, a new day has begun.

Everything officially begins.

Early in the morning, Felix found Neto and discussed the matter of Sinaloa with him.

Today, Felix has become the head of the Guadalajara Group and will continue to stay in Guadalajara.

Therefore, Sinaloa needs a representative to manage affairs.

Neto was very familiar with the second-in-commands in Sinaloa.

The two discussed it for a long time and then settled on the matter.

*****

Benjamin, along with his men and Isabella, left Guadalajara and returned to Tijuana.

The other leaders who didn't go home last night also went their separate ways to their respective homes.

Mickey had already given advance notice last night, so he didn't bother Ding Ze this morning and went to the airport by himself.

It's about ten o'clock in the morning.

Ding Ze and Janet woke up, freshened up, called a group to follow them, and went out to begin their travels.

Guadalajara seemed to fall silent all of a sudden.

-

Upon exiting Miami Airport, Mickey, wearing a mask, stretched lazily and took a deep breath.

"It's so much more comfortable here." Only through comparison can we see the difference. Compared to Mexico, Mickey truly felt the goodness of Miami, this international metropolis, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This feeling, along with the taxi's relentless speed as it drove out of the city, was practically nonstop.

It took over an hour.

Mickey arrived at the gate of Dongfeng Security.

After some time, the perimeter wall of the woodland where Dongfeng Security is located has been completely completed, and the gate is also well-maintained, looking very imposing and heavily guarded.

Then, an awkward thing happened.

Because he was wearing a mask, the heavily armed guards didn't recognize Mickey, and Mickey was stopped at the door.

Mickey had no choice but to call Abruzzi, since he couldn't take off his mask in front of the guards.

Abruzzi chuckled on the phone, "Mickey, you didn't even tell me you were coming back. Look at the mess you've made. Alright, just show your fingerprints to the guard, and then you can come in."

Mickey: "??? I also need to show my fingerprints."

“Of course, even when the boss comes, they have to check. You can imagine, masks are incredibly powerful,” Abruzzi said with a smile.

Mickey seriously suspected that Abruzzi was teasing him, but since it was just a fingerprint check and not much trouble, he obediently did as he was told.

Fingerprint matching successful.

The guard then opened the gate and said to Mickey in a much more polite manner, "Welcome back, Mr. Milkovich."

Mickey, who wasn't so petty, smiled and said, "Thanks."

Behind the gate, many cars were parked on both sides of the road.

When the guard saw that Mickey had arrived by taxi, he immediately handed Mickey a car key.

Mickey got in the car, and it drove forward, looking around in amazement the whole way.

The changes in this woodland are tremendous.

Surveillance cameras everywhere, and gun booths that look like they've been modified to be remotely controlled to fire... it's truly terrifying.

How many guns would that be?

With this gun formation, anyone who dares to break in from the ground, tsk tsk.

Mickey was amazed, thinking that was already incredible enough, when he saw a Soviet tank slowly moving!

The moment his gaze fell on the tank, purely instinctively, Mickey slammed on the brakes, dumbfounded... even though he actually knew that Ding Ze had previously bought a tank from Peter Gayev...

Knowing something is one thing, but seeing it with your own eyes is a completely different matter.

Mickey was a little lost in thought.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The tank suddenly stopped moving, and then the gun barrel started to rotate.

In no time.

The enormous, dark muzzle of the cannon was pointed at the vehicle where Mickey was.

"Mitch Milkovich, get out of the tank right now, put your hands up and surrender, or I'll fire the cannons at you!" Abruzzi's shouts came from inside the tank.

Mickey heard: "??????"

Nothing.

That scared the hell out of me.

Mickey was genuinely terrified when the cannon was pointed at him.

This is no way.

Anyone would be terrified if this thing were pointed at them.

Mickey cursed silently, stepped on the gas, and sped up to the tank. Then, he excitedly jumped out of the car and yelled at Abruzzi, "Let me play too!"

Which man wouldn't want to play with such a super-sized toy?

A cry rang out.

Abruzzi climbed out of the tank, smiled at Mickey, and said, "Welcome back, come on in."

A few minutes later.

Mickey climbed into the tank and experienced the fun of tanks for the first time in his life.

And so, the old man and the young man had a great time playing, and after a long while they finally stopped and crawled out of the tank one after another.

Then, naturally, Abruzzi asked Mickey about his journey.

Back in a familiar place and seeing familiar people, Mickey felt at ease and chatted with Abruzzi as they walked.

So much happened that it took a long time to finish recounting everything.

Abruzzi was stunned, hardly believing his ears. "You mean, the boss is already planning to launch a war?"

Mickey understood Abruzzi's reaction and nodded with a smile. "However, it's just a plan for now. It probably won't become a reality anytime soon. After all, it will take quite a while just to replace the Mexican president."

Abruzzi genuinely felt that Ding Ze's plan was too outrageous, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Too crazy."

“Indeed,” Mickey wholeheartedly agreed.