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

"...Is it really that exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all! You're new here, so you don't know, but our boss is very petty and holds grudges!! If he finds out something's wrong with you, do you know what he'll do to you??"

"...What will they do to me?"

You'll turn into mincemeat!

"Fuck!!!"

"Now you know, right? Alright, hurry up and get away from the boss!"

"Okay, let's go."

Deep in the woods.

After firing several shots, Ding Ze and Janet were not only drenched in sweat, but also covered in soot and dust, looking utterly disheveled.

They exchanged a glance.

The two of them grinned and laughed.

After they finished, the two climbed out, lay down on the tank's hood, and looked up at the night sky.

The starry sky is dazzling tonight, it's very beautiful.

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far away.

Abruzzi lowered his binoculars and immediately instructed one of his supervisors, "Alright, light the fire."

Without hesitation, the person in charge promptly gave further instructions via walkie-talkie.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Thump~ Thump~ Thump~~

Brilliant fireworks soared into the sky, blooming in the night.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze and Janet turned around together and looked towards the fireworks.

I saw.

Under the cover of night, high in the sky.

The fireworks burst forth, revealing the name Janet Austin, along with various blessings.

Janet saw this and her eyes welled up with tears of joy. "Thank you, Ding Ze."

Ding Ze smiled and thought that the matter of teaching Abruzzi a lesson could be put on hold for now.

“You’re welcome, Janet Austin,” Ding Ze replied softly.

Neither of them spoke again, but simply watched the fireworks rising into the sky. For a moment, a sense of tranquility and peace enveloped them.

the other side.

Vincent chuckled and patted Abruzzi on the shoulder. "John, it looks like everything's fine now. The boss shouldn't be giving you a hard time."

For men, saving face is very important.

Abruzzi glared at him. "What are you talking about? I'm not trying to curry favor with the boss. Besides, what did I do?"

Vincent laughed, "John, you're getting impatient."

"..." Abruzzi suddenly wanted to beat Vincent up, "Screw you."

“Haha,” Vincent laughed, “Alright, stop courting death in the future. Let’s not talk about this anymore. Do you think those two can make it work?”

Abruzzi didn't bother arguing with Vincent. He turned to look at Ding Ze and Janet in the distance and thought for a moment, "Probably, at least 80% or 90% chance."

After a pause, Abruzzi added, "Hopefully it will work out. After all, there are probably not many women in this world who would still be willing to stay by the boss's side after knowing what he really looks like."

“Indeed,” Vincent nodded in agreement, “Ms. Austin is a very fine woman.” (End of Chapter)

Chapter 161 A Joyful Trip to Las Vegas

Abruzzi prepared so many fireworks that the fireworks show lasted for half an hour.

Afterwards, almost the entire woodland was shrouded in a thick smell of gunpowder.

But I must say, it smells quite nice.

Abruzzi waited a few more minutes before taking out his phone to call Ding Ze, "Boss, it's time to come for dinner."

On the tank's hood, Ding Ze hung up the phone. "Let's go have dinner."

Abruzzi built several enormous canteens in the woodland, as well as some other restaurants... most importantly, he built a Chinese restaurant.

So, naturally, Ding Ze and the others went to that Chinese restaurant.

Dongfeng Security has plenty of money; the chef at their Chinese restaurant was hired at a high price from another city, and I heard he's very skilled.

“Boss, you should try it. You’re an expert in this area. If this batch of chefs isn’t good enough, we’ll replace them,” Abruzzi said after taking his seat.

The chefs not too far away: "....."

The chefs who dared to work here naturally knew what was going on here, and upon hearing this, they immediately panicked.

Substitution?

It's over.

This time I'm going to die.

Several chefs had this thought and began to tremble with fear.

Ding Ze hadn't thought of any of this at all. He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

To be honest, the taste was really good.

“Very good,” Ding Ze commented truthfully.

The chefs all breathed a sigh of relief.

soon.

Ding Ze and the others began to eat.

Of course, only Ding Ze ate smoothly. Janet, Abruzzi, and others, although they could use chopsticks, were not used to it and their movements were very awkward, or rather, quite comical.

Ding Ze couldn't help but laugh.

Janet said helplessly, "Please help me pick up some food. Chopsticks are so uncomfortable to use."

Ding Ze smiled broadly, "Okay, okay, what do you want to eat?"

And just like that, not long after.

Abruzzi, Vincent, and the others felt that, damn it, they really shouldn't have eaten with Ding Ze and that scoundrel.

The dinner ended amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

After we finished eating, it was getting late.

"Let's stay here tonight and go back tomorrow," Ding Ze suggested.

Janet had no objection. "Then let's take a walk."

In the suburbs at night, in the woodland dotted with lights, Janet walked slowly with Ding Ze, chatting about everyday things, not about work, just chatting.

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

Back in front of the quaint villa in the woods, Ding Ze suddenly remembered something, so he let Janet go inside first, then took out his phone and called Mickey.

Mickey was still in Columbia, watching TV in his room, when he immediately answered the phone.

"I almost forgot about you. How are you doing over there?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Mickey, "...Boss, you're so good with words! ☆ ??sHu(x).cOm ??"

"Haha, right? I think so too."

The two chatted for a while.

Mickey is fine and there are no problems for the time being.

"In short, stay vigilant, don't be careless, and slowly develop your own people," Ding Ze concluded.

"Yes, I know, don't worry."

call ended.

Looking at his phone, Ding Ze suddenly remembered something and immediately called Abruzzi, "John, has your Pinnacle Airlines moved to Miami yet?"

Hearing this so late at night, Abruzzi was quite taken aback.

The fact is, Vertex Airlines is still in Chicago.

Abruzzi has been busy with Dongfeng security matters and has seen too much money, so he has long forgotten about that small airline.

“Not yet, I forgot…” Abruzzi replied truthfully.

“Me too,” Ding Ze smiled. “Let’s get Toppoint Aviation over here as soon as possible, and then we’ll buy more planes and expand it.”

“Okay,” Abruzzi agreed readily, “to make it a legitimate airline?”