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

“Thanks,” Ding Ze said with a smile, hanging up the phone. He then dialed Felix’s number. “Felix, who’s in charge here in Las Vegas? I need him to do something for me.”

"What is it?" Felix asked, puzzled.

"Have him mobilize all his manpower and immediately attack the city hall and police station!" Ding Ze said.

Felix was stunned, unable to believe his ears. "Mr. Ding? You're not joking?"

“No, I’m in Las Vegas, and I had a little disagreement with the Las Vegas government,” Ding Ze said with a smile, then asked, “Is there a problem?”

Felix paused for a second. Although he wanted to use this opportunity to kill Ding Ze in Las Vegas, if Ding Ze didn't die, well, he should be the one to die.

Felix didn't dare gamble on that. "No problem, I'll get it done right away."

"Okay, let's get back to each other after this is over."

Las Vegas is so overrun with saturated luxury goods that it's even more rampant than Miami. So, naturally, the Guadalajara Group has people in charge of Las Vegas, and quite a few at that.

It didn't take long.

The Las Vegas reading tycoon received the call, and was completely dumbfounded, doubting his own ears.

"Do as ordered immediately, this is Ding Ze's command!" Felix emphasized.

The Las Vegas book dealers had received definitive confirmation and dared not delay any longer. They immediately issued orders to spread the word rapidly, and countless book dealers sprang into action.

Almost at the same time.

Fire alarms sounded one after another in the Caesar reading room, the SLS reading room, and so on.

Hundreds of thousands of gamblers, fearing for their lives, frantically chased each other as they fled.

The visuals are stunning and entertaining enough.

In the car.

Ding Ze was on the phone with Abruzzi, asking, "How many employees are there in Miami?"

“More than 1,500,” Abruzzi replied.

"Immediately find a private plane, transport a thousand men, weapons, and explosives, and get them here," Ding Ze said calmly. "Before dawn, we'll take Las Vegas!"

Abruzzi knew there was no point in refusing, so he reluctantly agreed, "Okay."

That concludes the phone call.

Next up is some fun time.

-

The shockwaves spread throughout Las Vegas.

Mayor Switz-Kramer was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead. "This is my city!! Nobody has the right to act recklessly in my city!"

"Mobilize all forces and slaughter these thugs!"

"SWAT! National Guard, all forces mobilize! Citywide manhunt!!"

The order was relayed.

soon.

All law enforcement agencies in Las Vegas were mobilized.

Moreover, in addition to Caesar's reading room, all the thugs employed by other reading room owners, as well as those hired at a cost, were also mobilized.

An unimaginable carnival was about to begin.

Unfortunately, these people were fast, but the peddlers were even faster. Moreover, the peddlers knew the city better and hated the police officers more than anyone else.

then.

Bang bang bang.

Only a few minutes passed.

Gunshots rang out from all directions throughout Las Vegas.

Who knows exactly how many book peddlers either drove straight to the police station or looked for police cars, and once they found one, they either opened fire or threw a few grenades!

"Oh yeah!"

"Cool!"

"Boss Ding is awesome!"

"Kill them! Kill all the police officers!"

The book peddlers were excited, thrilled, and went crazy.

In this city, people are falling down every second.

Bang bang bang, thump thump thump thump thump.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, quickly becoming incredibly strong.

Las Vegas seems to have suddenly transformed into Colombia, specifically the Colombia of Pablo's wild and reckless lifestyle.

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

Caesar reads the script.

Ding Ze, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, smiled at the pale-faced Philip Bourne. "Mr. Bourne, don't be nervous. This is a good thing. Tomorrow, Las Vegas will have a new look, and countless banknotes will flow into your pockets. You should be happy."

At that moment, to be honest, Philip-Bourne really didn't care about money anymore.

Money is nothing compared to life.

Since Ding Ze had already said that, I naturally had to nod in agreement, "Yes, thank you, Mr. Ding."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "You're welcome. By the way, as far as I know, you have a helicopter and a private jet, right?"

Philip-Bourne didn't know what Ding Ze was planning, but he still honestly nodded and admitted, "Yes, there is."

"Then, do me a small favor and help me transport my fallen men to your private jet, is that alright?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Philip-Bourne breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

It's nothing serious, no big deal.

“Okay, I’ll get right away,” Philip-Bourne nodded readily in agreement.

"Thanks, you can go ahead and get back to work," Ding Ze said.

“Okay,” Philip-Bourne hurriedly left, not wanting to stay with Ding Ze for even a second longer.

At this time.

Abruzzi received news that another group of over a hundred employees who had previously gone to New York with Ding Ze had arrived in Las Vegas, and he quickly informed Ding Ze of this news.

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke. "For now, let those peddlers handle the law enforcement. They're crazy; they can wipe out at least half of the law enforcement force, which will buy us some time."

“Let’s go take care of the other club owners’ homes first,” Ding Ze said, then asked, “How many people do we have now?”

“Including those who just arrived, there are more than three hundred people,” Abruzzi replied.

“Then split into two teams and attack two targets simultaneously, telling them to kill without mercy, no matter how old the target is,” Ding Ze emphasized.

"it is good."

"This matter must be resolved before dawn, otherwise it will be bad if the army enters," Ding Ze added, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"Ah."

The group got to work.

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

Miami.

Janet felt like she was dreaming. She couldn't believe that in just a few hours, Ding Ze had turned Las Vegas into a battlefield.

Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!

Janet was filled with mixed emotions, but as complicated as they were, she still had to get the work done.

Ding Ze needs a thousand men, as well as a large number of weapons.

Transporting so many people to Las Vegas is actually very easy and not difficult.

However, adding people and weapons presents a significant challenge, requiring the deployment of numerous large private aircraft.

Fortunately, there are many wealthy people in Miami.

This can be done.

Janet kept making phone calls and managed to secure a private jet, then immediately dispatched Dongfeng Security personnel to the scene.

that's it.

That night, one luxury private jet after another took off at high speed, heading to Las Vegas.

on the plane.

The employees of Dongfeng Security were all extremely excited and didn't have a moment to rest. They were either setting up their equipment or checking various devices, preparing them so they could immediately go into battle as soon as they got off the plane.

As a result, the captains were truly terrified and extremely panicked.

After all, these pilots usually fly planes to transport only rich people and beautiful women.