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

Without hesitation, Mickey led Mandy straight into the hotel lobby.

In the lobby, Rita, dressed in a rather sophisticated business suit that looked quite different from before, was directing her employees.

Mickey glanced at the room, didn't look for Rita, and went to the front desk. "I'd like the best suite."

It's just money.

Little things.

Entered the room.

Still completely bewildered, Mandy almost instinctively walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the beach and the sea not far away, becoming even more lost in thought.

This was Mandy's first time staying in a hotel like this, with such a close view of the sea.

Mickey, on the other hand, has become accustomed to all of this.

"Do you want to rest for a while, or do you want to go out for a walk right away?" Mickey asked.

“I’m not leaving. This place is too good. I’m going to die here,” Mandy replied blankly.

Mickey was amused. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mandy remained silent, simply gazing at the sea.

for a long time.

It was past 10 p.m.

Mandy calmed down a little and, urged by Mickey, left the hotel with him.

It's around this time of night.

The truly amazing side of Miami is only now being revealed.

Sitting in Rolls-Royce, gazing at the bustling traffic and dazzling lights outside the window, Mandy felt that dreamlike sensation intensify.

“Mickey, is this Miami? It’s so much better than Chicago!” Mandy exclaimed involuntarily.

“Miami is a fun city, Chicago can’t compare,” Mickey replied.

Mandy nodded in agreement, "There's no way to compare. You bastard, you've been living such a good life all this time. Why didn't you bring me here to play sooner?"

“???” Mickey laughed. “Fxxk you, I told you, I’ve been running around all the time.”

Mandy was deliberately being mischievous; upon hearing this, she immediately laughed and cursed, "fxxk you."

The two siblings started making a ruckus.

Laughter and cheers filled the air. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 152 Journey to Colombia

Mexico.

Guadalajara.

The trip has ended.

Another new day.

Ding Ze is leaving for Colombia today, and Janet should be going back too.

Morning, in a room at the America Hotel.

The two played around for a while.

Done.

Janet stretched her limbs comfortably and asked with a smile, "The next time we meet will probably be in America, right?"

Ding Ze nodded. "It should be."

“Be careful in Colombia, don’t get into any trouble,” Janet instructed. “Also, have fun, but don’t catch any diseases, or I won’t play with you anymore.”

Ding Ze chuckled, “Don’t worry, I wear X except for fxxk you.”

Janet rolled her eyes. "Should I feel honored to say that?"

"of course."

“Get lost,” Janet laughed and scolded, then stood up. “Will you take me to the airport?”

“You’re begging me,” Ding Ze said with a smile, while moving around, “Besides taking you to the airport, I’ll give you something else.”

"What?" Janet asked, puzzled.

"I'll give you that hotel in Miami," Ding Ze said casually, seemingly unconcerned.

Janet was slightly surprised, but only for a moment. Then, in a playful manner, she gave Ding Ze a very formal thank-you bow, "Thank you, Mr. Ding. You are so generous."

Ding Ze didn't hold back and slapped Janet across the back of her mouth.

Snapped.

The sound was quite crisp.

Janet: "!!! Ouch!"

After arguing for a while, the two went out and headed to the airport.

After waiting at the airport for a while, until Janet passed through the ticket gate, Ding Ze returned to the Americas Hotel with a few of his men.

The veterans who came to Mexico in batches have left Mexico in the past few days through various means and headed to Colombia, heading straight for Cali.

Last night, Ding Ze received news that most of the veterans had arrived outside Cali City, waiting for him to come over.

Now, all he needs to do is wait for Isabella to come from Twarna before he can set off.

In a blink of an eye.

noon.

America Hotel.

Over the past few days, Isabella, who had already made contact with the Cali Group through an intermediary, arrived at the Americas Hotel with four bodyguards and then met with Ding Ze.

Ding Ze was having lunch at the hotel restaurant. The Mexican food was still terrible; there was really no way to eat it.

Seeing Isabella and her bodyguards, Ding Ze smiled, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Isabella, you're different now."

Isabella smiled faintly. "Mr. Ding, you flatter me. May I sit down?"

"Please sit down. Have you eaten? Would you like something to eat?" Ding Ze asked casually.

“Okay,” Isabella said without eating or being polite. She waved to the waiter and then turned to her bodyguards, saying, “You guys go and eat something over there.”

The bodyguards remained silent and obediently left.

After Mickey's reminder, and after several days of reflection and gathering information about Janet, Isabella no longer dared to have any ill intentions towards Janet.

However, this does not mean that she has no feelings for Ding Ze.

The truth is, Isabella has a lot of ideas... To be more precise, Isabella really misses Ding Ze's technique, and misses that feeling of going through hell and back.

"Mr. Ding, are you all alone here? Did your girlfriend go back to America?" Isabella couldn't help but ask casually, lost in thought.

Ding Ze really couldn't be bothered to care about Isabella's little schemes. "Yeah, I went back a few hours ago. I'm probably almost in Miami."

Isabella smiled faintly, "Mickey hasn't come back yet?"

"I told him to go directly to Colombia; he should be boarding the plane soon."

Isabella nodded, then leaned forward slightly and lowered her voice a little, "I want your xx, want to play with it sometime?"

Ding Zeyi was amused.

Ugh.

Being a man is really tough.

"Let's play on the plane, it would be quite fun," Ding Ze suggested after thinking for a moment.

Isabella was having a great time, but there were so many other passengers on the plane...

"Shall we charter a plane?" Isabella asked hesitantly.

“Okay, I’ll have my men arrange it,” Ding Ze replied.

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said expectantly, "Okay."

-

Miami Airport.

After spending several days exploring Miami, buying a ton of stuff, visiting numerous bars, and even taking a yacht out to sea, Mandy, who had been having a blast, finally calmed down and looked at Mickey waiting to board the plane beside her, feeling quite worried.

“Mickey, Mexico is fine, but going to Colombia is too much…” Mandy didn’t know what to say.

Mickey shook his head calmly. "Stop arguing. Columbia is nothing special."

Mandy, of course, wasn't going to let it go so easily. "You better be serious. Those criminals in Colombia are all lunatics!"

Mickey laughed, "Even if you're crazy, are you as crazy as my boss?"

"..." Mandy was speechless. After a short silence, she spoke again, "He is him, and you are you. He is much better than you. You are not as good."