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

"It would be best to kill everyone on Wall Street!!"

"..."

Heaven knows how many people were laughing hysterically and getting incredibly excited that morning.

The whole of America was in an uproar.

Even many people who had been cheated by those managers on Wall Street were happily popping champagne.

For a while.

In reality and online, countless people are celebrating the deaths of those people in their own ways.

Such a thing is so magical that it defies description, yet at the same time, it contains an incredibly clear and straightforward logic.

Wall Street!

vampire!

Those hypocrites deserve to die!!!

Because of this reaction.

About half an hour passed.

Various air forces from Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran, and other countries recorded videos and uploaded them online.

"We were the ones who did the Wall Street incident!"

"Our organization takes full responsibility!"

"..."

The sense of magical realism suddenly became much stronger. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 174 Las Vegas, A Few Things

The entire US is in turmoil. (Source: Hux.co.uk)

The tragedy on Wall Street really happened.

The authenticity of the videos released by various unofficial organizations remains to be verified, but even with the slightest possibility, the US government dares not take it lightly.

After all, it is well known that countries like Iraq really want to kill the United States and wipe out all Americans.

As a result, the videos released by various unofficial organizations quickly caused a huge uproar online...

The FBI, NSA, Pentagon, and various other departments were thrown into chaos and forced to work themselves to the bone.

Now let's look at Wall Street...

So many people died in this wave that those scoundrels who usually wear suits and ties no longer dare to stay here and are still desperately trying to escape.

There were simply too many people fleeing, and the limited police force couldn't stop them at all, let alone find any murderers.

By this time, Ding Ze and the others had already gone far away from all directions.

In the car.

Suddenly, a report about the Air Force came on the radio.

The driver chuckled upon hearing this, "Boss, we've become an empty organization."

Ding Ze, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, didn't seem particularly happy.

For those organizations that don't participate in such activities, this is not good news.

Ding Ze could imagine that it wouldn't be long before thousands of agents would arrive in New York City.

In this way...

It would be inappropriate for them to stay here; there would be risks involved.

My thoughts raced.

Ding Ze made a decision, picked up the walkie-talkie, and notified his subordinates in various locations, "Everyone, drive out of New York immediately. Do not fly from New York. Do not use credit cards. After receiving this message, destroy all electronic devices. We'll meet in Las Vegas."

The vast majority of these men were veterans.

Once those agents arrive in New York, they will definitely notice some of them.

That would be bad.

Upon receiving the message, the men didn't hesitate and immediately followed instructions, searching for a way out of the city.

The same goes for Ding Ze.

This trip to New York has basically come to a successful conclusion.

Originally, if it weren't for those videos released by the organization, he would have liked to hang out with Comrade John Wick in New York.

But that's no longer the case. The American government tolerates gangs, believing they are part of the American ecosystem and help control the low-income population, but it will absolutely not tolerate smugglers.

If he were to walk right into the line of fire at this moment, and something were to happen, Dongfeng Security would be completely finished.

Not cost-effective.

So, let's go.

About two hours later.

Ding Ze and his group left New York and headed towards the nearest airport.

Upon arriving at the airport, Ding Ze got off the car alone and booked a flight to Las Vegas.

His men continued to move to various cities, taking different routes to Las Vegas.

Las Vegas is a very popular destination in the United States.

There are many flights.

Ding Ze didn't have to wait long at the airport before he boarded the plane smoothly, lay down in his first-class seat, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ding Ze slept until the plane landed. After getting off the plane and walking out of the airport, he stretched lazily and called Janet, "Hello, why didn't you come to pick me up?"

Janet was stunned. "?????? You're in Las Vegas?"

Ding Ze laughed, "Just got off at the airport."

Janet: "...Why didn't you tell me? How was I supposed to know you were here if you didn't tell me?"

"Haha, I thought we were on the same wavelength, but it seems I was overthinking it," Ding Ze teased deliberately.

Janet knew perfectly well that Ding Ze was saying that on purpose, but she still smiled and played along, "Yes, you're definitely overthinking it."

"Sigh~~" Ding Ze sighed dramatically, "Where are you? I'm coming over right now and I'll beat you to death."

“Okay, I’m at the xx Hotel,” Janet replied.

"Bye," Ding Ze hung up the phone, took a few steps, and got into a taxi.

On the streets of Las Vegas, all kinds of luxury cars can be seen everywhere, and the streets on both sides are crowded with people, making it a very lively place.

Wasteland, gambling, and drugs—it really is a wonderful thing.

Las Vegas is a gambling city, and in addition, the sex industry is legal here. Plus, local specialties and such are practically openly available everywhere…

In other words, this city has all three good things.

So, it's so lively all day long, there's really nothing wrong with it.

It's worth mentioning, or rather, quite interesting, that... because of Las Vegas's significant role in the American economy, the DEA has done very little there.

Even though there's an abundance of local specialties here, everyone just tacitly agrees to it for the sake of money.

'It's just a game. If you take it seriously, you'll lose,' Ding Ze couldn't help but think of this sentence and smiled.

Time flies.

As soon as the taxi stopped, Ding Ze saw Janet waiting at the hotel entrance.

As soon as Ding Ze got out of the car, Janet immediately greeted him with a smile and asked curiously, "Didn't you say you were going to stay in New York for a few more days? Why did you suddenly come here?"

“We can’t stay here any longer, we have to leave,” Ding Ze replied with a smile.

Janet was quick-witted; she immediately understood the meaning behind those words, and exclaimed in surprise, "Wall Street?"

Ding Ze nodded.

Janet was momentarily speechless. After a few seconds of silence, she asked, "Did Wall Street offend you?"

"Well, occasionally, I also want to do something to rid the people of evil," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Janet was amused. "Get lost, I think you're just having fun."

"Haha, you could say that."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked toward the hotel.

After all that commotion, Ding Ze hadn't had lunch yet, so the two went to the hotel restaurant.

The restaurants in the major hotels in Las Vegas are all very good, so there's no need to look for restaurants outside. The city doesn't have many famous restaurants either.

After all, everyone comes here to have fun, and not many people care about the food.

It didn't take too long.