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

After hanging up, Ding Ze called Janet again.

The call was answered almost instantly, and Janet's voice rang out, "Oh, Mr. Ding finally has time to remember me."

Ding Ze chuckled, "Your ability to be sarcastic and sarcastic is getting better and better."

Upon hearing this, Janet quickly recalled what had happened and realized it seemed to be true. She immediately understood that this was inappropriate. "Hehe, I was just kidding. Don't worry about it. Are you done with your work?"

"No, it's just the beginning. And it seems like I'll be staying longer this time because I've stumbled upon something really fun," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Janet was quite familiar with New York, and hearing this, she found it hard to imagine what could possibly happen in New York that would pique Ding Ze's interest so much. "What fun thing is it?"

"I checked into a hotel full of assassins, and just now, I ran into a top assassin who returned to the assassin world to avenge his dog after it was killed."

Janet was stunned.

What is this all about?

“What are you talking about? I don’t understand,” Janet said honestly, puzzled.

Ding Ze laughed, "That's right, you don't understand. Haha, don't worry, I'll explain it to you in detail. Once upon a time, there was an assassin named John Wick..."

Since he had nothing better to do, Ding Ze talked for a while while smoking a cigarette.

After listening, Janet said, "...Everyone you know is weird."

"Haha, indeed. The key point is that in the coming period, I will try my best to invite John Wick to work for Dongfeng Security, although the hope is very slim," Ding Ze really thought so, the hope was slim.

“I didn’t expect you to say that. Just do your best,” Janet encouraged.

"Hmm, what did you do today?"

The two chatted for a while.

call ended.

Ding Ze thought for a moment, then went out to the underground restaurant to get something to eat and try the food from the mainland hotel.

One gold coin, one dinner.

To be honest, it tastes really good, the flavor is quite excellent.

After finishing his meal, Ding Ze strolled over to an underground bar.

The bar was nicely decorated, and there were many assassins drinking and chatting inside.

Ding Ze ordered a drink at the bar, then walked straight to Winston, who was sitting alone, and sat down opposite him.

Winston didn't recognize Ding Ze. He adjusted his glasses and smiled at Ding Ze, "Excuse me, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Ding Ze took a sip of his drink and smiled brightly. "Winston, my name is Jason Freeman. I have a hypothetical question I'd like to ask you."

“Mr. Freeman, you say,” Winston said politely.

"Suppose there's a group of people who want to take down the High Platform Organization, what would be the most effective way?" Ding Ze asked with a smile. "I'm thinking, what if they minted a bunch of counterfeit gold coins and bought up all the services provided by the High Platform Organization? Would that work?"

After listening.

Winston's smile changed, and then he quickly and carefully looked Ding Ze over. "Mr. Freeman, your hypothesis is very dangerous, but it is indeed very interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Winston regained his smile. "The method of minting gold coins is indeed feasible, provided that the counterfeit gold coins are never discovered, otherwise, I will lose my life immediately."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze took out a gold coin from his pocket, looked it over, and said, "This kind of gold coin is not complicated and has no markings. If someone were to counterfeit it, as long as their craftsmanship is superb, it would be impossible to detect."

Winston laughed. "Perhaps the question is, what is the significance of taking down the High Platform organization in your assumption?"

"Should we let the assassins and various families return to a state of chaos, killing each other again? Or should we replace the High Platform Organization?"

“If,” Ding Ze grinned, “it’s just because it’s fun, you should know that some crazy people like to seek thrills, challenge authority, and don’t like being controlled.”

Winston blinked. "So, just for fun?"

Ding Ze smiled and nodded. "Mm." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 171 It's a pity I'm not one of you

Winston was silent for a moment. "Then these people must be crazy."

Ding Ze simply nodded in agreement, "You could say that."

Winston smiled. "Unfortunately, the High Platform's sphere of influence encompasses the entire globe, and because of its decentralized nature, its organizational structure is loose yet robust, making it impossible to overthrow."

Ding Ze grinned. "In this world, there is almost nothing that is absolutely impossible. As long as the methods are right, any organization can be overthrown. Thousands of years of history have already proven this."

“Oh?” Winston responded meaningfully. “It sounds like you already have an idea. Why don’t you tell me?”

"My idea is to destroy the foundation of the Gaotai organization. A building without a foundation will inevitably collapse," Ding Ze said with a smile.

“So what do you think is the foundation of the High Platform organization?” Winston asked.

Ding Ze did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look around the bar.

Winston was a smart man and immediately understood Ding Ze's meaning. He laughed and said, "The Continental Hotel is not the foundation of the High Platform Organization, Mr. Freeman. You've got it wrong."

Ding Ze shook his head with a smile, "Hotels in mainland China around the world are a base for assassins. Assassins are the foundation of the Gao Tai organization."

"What I'm thinking is, if a hotel on the mainland is captured and the Gaotai organization can't take it back, what will those assassins think then?"

Winston's expression changed as he listened, and he became serious. "Mr. Freeman, just having this idea could cost you your head."

Ding Ze smiled brightly, "First of all, I'm just asking you a hypothetical question. Secondly, my head isn't easy to take away."

Having said what he needed to say, Ding Ze stood up straight. "This conversation was very interesting. Well then, Winston, let's talk again another day."

After saying that, Ding Ze left on his own.

Winston silently turned to look at Ding Ze's retreating figure, his expression very solemn.

no way.

Why would a complete stranger like Ding Ze come here and threaten to seize a hotel in mainland China?

Are you kidding me?

Winston made no hesitation in deciding to investigate Jason Freeman thoroughly.

Ding Ze returned to the first floor and made a phone call to his subordinates as he walked out.

I left the hotel and didn't have to wait long.

My men drove over.

Ding Ze got into the car. "Go to XX Bridge. We need to find a house."

Comrade John Wick has arrived at the Continental Hotel and will be staying here for the next few days.

Given that, how could he possibly miss this opportunity?

Absolutely not! We must go to Comrade John Wick's house and take all those gold coins.

There are several hundred gold coins in that basement.

Get all those gold coins, then buy some bulletproof suits and stuff, take them back to Miami, and do some research. Sounds good.

that's it.

The vehicle sped away into the night.

***********

Before long, the heads of the remaining six major families in New York, including the Farzen family, received invitations from Ding Ze and saw the contents of the invitations.

The heads of the six major families were not fools. After reading the invitation, they immediately understood who had killed Martin-Scott.

Dongfeng Security!!!

The heads of the six major families were all somewhat flustered.

Of course, the family of the Farzen family, Gaisby-Falzen, is the most anxious.

the reason is simple.

Gaisby-Fall was well aware of what Dongfeng Security was all about, knew John Abruzzi's current position within Dongfeng Security, and understood how terrifying Dongfeng Security was.

In just a few months, Dongfeng Security not only went from nothing to something, but also won Miami…

You know, that's Miami, where money is flowing like crazy!

In terms of the underworld, New York simply can't compare to Miami!

This way.

Dongfeng Security has now officially extended its reach to New York….

How could Gasby-Falzen not panic?

In fact, considering his conflict with John Abruzzi, Gasby Fall was so panicked that he considered packing his bags and running away.

"Damn it!" Gasby-Fal cursed, then quickly ordered his deputy, "Double the guards. We must make sure no one can get in here."

The deputy nodded and quickly went to make the arrangements.

The other five major families were not idle either.

Although both are long-established families, both have deep roots in New York, and both wield considerable influence...

But all of these things are insignificant compared to the indescribably powerful and insane Dongfeng Security.