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

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Another new day.

Ding Ze slept until he naturally woke up, got up, washed up, and ate breakfast. After breakfast, he selected an elite team of eight people, then said goodbye to Janet and took a car to the private airport that was not far away.

The plane was ready and waiting for a long time.

Ding Ze and his group of nine arrived and immediately boarded the plane after getting off the car.

Then, not long after, the plane began to taxi, took off, and flew towards Washington.

Ding Ze leaned back in his chair, lit a cigar, and turned to the squad leader next to him, saying, "This is mainly for security; there shouldn't be any major conflicts."

The squad leader didn't believe it.

After all, who is Ding Ze? He's the infamous serial killer Ding Ze!

Now, everyone's going to Washington...who knows what might happen.

Moreover, based on experience, even if the murderer Ding Ze doesn't go looking for trouble, trouble usually comes knocking on his door.

Therefore, you must be extremely vigilant if you want to live and not die.

Of course, one can think one way, but one cannot say it like that.

The squad leader nodded readily and obediently replied, "Okay."

Ding Ze smiled, said nothing more, and turned to look out the window.

The white clouds stretched out one after another, an endless expanse, a truly beautiful sight.

Ding Ze watched quietly, finished his cigar, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Time flies.

The plane lands.

Ding Ze and his group of nine got off the plane and boarded three black SUVs arranged by Abruzzi.

The car started moving, heading towards the hotel.

Ding Ze took out his phone and called Ma Hong, asking him to check the address of Elizabeth Keane and Tom Keane's workplace.

Ever since the Michael brothers were sent back to Fox River Prison by Ding Ze, Comrade Ma Hong has been relatively idle, returning to his previous lifestyle. He works when he needs to, arrests criminals when he needs to, and his life is quite peaceful.

Therefore, Ma Hong was somewhat surprised to receive Ding Ze's call.

But after a moment of surprise, he obediently did as instructed.

There is no other reason.

Ma Hong is smart and pragmatic. Since he chose to side with Ding Ze and work for him, there is no question of him going back on his word or betraying him.

Besides, his ex-wife and son are living happily in Miami.

Soon, because Elizabeth Keane was an FBI employee, Mahone easily found the address and provided it.

"Thanks," Ding Ze said with a smile, then gave the driver the address.

The three SUVs then headed towards Elizabeth Keane's address.

to the place.

There was no one in the house.

This is also normal.

Reddington surrendered to the FBI headquarters the day before yesterday, so after all this time, that idiot Elizabeth should have joined the Special Operations Group and be working at the Post Office.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette and smiled.

Since we can't find Elizabeth Keane for the time being, let's go find Tom Keane instead.

Tom Keane works at a school.

Ding Ze and his group arrived outside the school not long after.

Ding Ze was too lazy to get out of the car, so he just asked the team leader to check if Tom Keane was at school, when he would come out, and what his phone number was.

The team leader was very efficient and soon brought Ding Ze the answer he wanted.

Having obtained the number, Ding Ze didn't hesitate and immediately made the call.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

“Hello?” Tom Keane said.

Ding Ze smiled faintly, "I'm outside XX school, Jacob, come out for a moment, let's talk." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 320 Bribing Tom Keane

Washington.

Few people know the name Jacob.

Tom Keane's expression changed instantly. He then subconsciously glanced around the office to make sure no one was paying attention before saying in a low voice with a complicated tone, "Excuse me, you've dialed the wrong number."

"Tom, stop fooling around, come out. You don't want me to come to your house to find you, do you?" Ding Ze said with a smile.

Tom was silent.

About two seconds later, Tom spoke, no longer trying to deny it, "Who are you?"

“One last time, come out. You’ll know once you’re out,” Ding Ze said.

Tom hesitated for a moment, hung up the phone, then looked around at everyone else in the office to make sure no one was paying attention. He then quietly opened the bottom drawer of his desk, took out a pistol, tucked it into his waistband, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Ding Ze wasn't idle either; he quickly took off his mask and lit a cigarette.

Even today, his face is still very useful; showing his face can save a lot of unnecessary nonsense.

Time flies.

Tom walked to the school gate and immediately saw three SUVs across the street. He concluded that the person who made the call was in one of the SUVs, and most likely in the middle one.

Tom was a little panicked, still pondering whether to go over there or decisively abandon this disguised identity, leave everything behind, and run away.

Ding Ze saw Tom through the car window, and more importantly, he saw Tom stop walking.

After a moment's thought, Ding Ze lowered the car window and smiled at Tom.

It was just across the street, and Tom, being a professional undercover agent with excellent eyesight, immediately spotted Ding Ze.

His gaze fell on Ding Ze's face.

Geddon!

Tom was startled and his mind raced. He couldn't understand why the serial killer Ding Ze would suddenly come here to find him, and why he knew his true identity.

next second.

Tom gritted his teeth, braced himself, and walked towards Ding Ze.

The reason is not complicated.

The other party is Ding Ze. If we really wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be this complicated.

Similarly, since the other party is Ding Ze, there's little point in running away; they'll probably be found sooner or later.

Soon.

Tom reached the car.

Ding Ze smiled and opened the car door, saying, "Don't be nervous, get in. I just want to talk to you, maybe, to do some business."

Tom didn't say anything, obediently got into the car, and sat next to Ding Ze. Only then did he speak, asking Ding Ze, "What are you talking about?"

“Let’s talk about Liz,” Ding Ze said with a puff of smoke. “I know your situation very well. In the beginning, Reddington hired you to be Liz’s friend and secretly protect her.”

"As a result, you went to Leeds, Reddington fired you, and then you turned around and went to work for Berlin."

"Now, I want you to work for me."

Ding Ze said this in one breath.

Tom was deeply shocked after hearing this.

no way.

He simply couldn't understand how Ding Ze knew these secrets.

After a brief silence, Tom asked, "Work for you, what do I do?"

Ding Ze smiled innocently, "You'll do whatever I tell you to do, and there's no option to back out. In return, you'll receive one hundred million US dollars, as well as personal protection. No one can kill you, neither Berlin nor Reddington."

"By the way, I know who Berlin is."

"..." Tom was speechless. "Can I ask how you knew?"

Ding Ze grinned. "I have my own information channels, but I can't tell you anything more."

Tom understood, took a deep breath silently, and asked again, "Can I refuse this job offer?"

Ding Ze smiled, not in a hurry to answer, and took a puff of his cigarette. "You can refuse, but that's not a wise choice."

Let me explain the reason to you.