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

Pablo had just said it casually, but he didn't expect Ding Ze to actually have this idea.

"Mr. Ding, are you serious?" Pablo immediately became serious and asked.

Ding Ze nodded. "We'll discuss this later. Let's talk about what you said on the phone first."

"I'd like to ask, if you became the president of Colombia, what are your plans for Colombia?"

Pablo had indeed planned ahead, and in great detail, so he didn't mince words and immediately began to explain.

Ding Ze listened quietly. “Colombia has a nickname: God’s backyard. The land of Colombia is blessed in every way and is very beautiful.”

"Unfortunately, after so many years, the people on that land have no idea how to use it; all they know is how to commit crimes."

"I have an idea, would you like to hear it?"

“You’re right,” Pablo replied, agreeing with Ding Ze’s statement.

“I believe that Colombia as a whole should become a tourist and vacation paradise for the whole world… In the future, it should rely on tourism revenue for development and give full play to Colombia’s natural advantages,” Ding Ze said with a smile.

Pablo hadn't really thought of that, and was taken aback when he heard it, "A tourist country?"

“Yes, tourists from all over the world are constantly arriving in Colombia with money to spend. Isn’t that great?” Ding Ze said.

Pablo didn't know much about tourism, but he was smart enough to realize that Ding Ze wasn't just talking nonsense.

In other words, this is Ding Ze's plan for Colombia.

Realizing this, Pablo immediately began to ponder silently.

The truth is, Pablo did not object and did not think there was anything wrong with doing so. He said, "Mr. Ding, if you want to turn Colombia into a tourist country, the price will inevitably be extremely high."

Ding Ze nodded, "That's true, not just in terms of money, but also in terms of time and courage."

"Tourists from all over the world go to Colombia for vacation on one major premise: that there is no danger to their lives."

“If this isn’t guaranteed, not many people will go.”

"Therefore, improving the overall environment in Colombia and eliminating criminals are essential issues that must be addressed."

"And to solve this problem, many people will die."

"After all, Colombia is full of criminals."

As a criminal himself, Pablo knew all too well how rampant crime was in Colombia.

Knowing this, I subconsciously frowned.

no way.

There are too many criminals in Colombia.

If we wiped them all out, how many people would die?

It would probably be an astronomical figure.

“Mr. Ding, this will probably be very difficult…” Pablo said.

Ding Ze nodded. "Have you heard the phrase 'kill one to warn a hundred'?"

"When I say 'eliminate criminals,' I don't mean killing all criminals."

“By taking down some typical cases, we can send a clear message and give other criminals a chance to reform.”

"For example, we can take down both the Cali Group and the North Valley Group."

"They're all very arrogant criminals, right?"

Pablo understood, and immediately smiled brightly, nodding emphatically, "Yes, as far as I know, they are all heinous criminals!"

Ding Ze also laughed, "These kinds of criminals must be eradicated."

Hear this.

Amado, walking behind Ding Ze and Pablo, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine: "???"

Janet didn't feel anything, but she found it quite speechless.

Hey, you two are heinous criminals too, aren't you? (End of Chapter)

Chapter 330 Operation Columbia

Guadalajara, Mexico.

As they were talking, Ding Ze and the other three walked to an entrance leading underground.

Pablo waved to one of his men guarding the entrance, and the man immediately opened the entrance.

Below the entrance was a stone staircase, and Ding Ze and his three companions slowly descended it.

There is a lot of space below.

A group of men and women are working hard, making flour.

Pablo wasn't stingy; the factory had ventilation, air conditioning, and other facilities. Overall, the conditions were alright, and it wasn't too uncomfortable to stay there.

Ding Ze took two masks and handed one to Janet.

Wearing masks, the four of them strolled around slowly.

After strolling around and seeing most of the sights, the four returned to the ground and sat down by the pool.

Ding Ze took out cigars and gave one to Pablo and one to Amado.

To be honest, flour is a deadly thing. In just a few years, it will gradually disappear from the historical stage and go from a mainstream product to a low-end product.

So, what could replace flour and still be incredibly profitable?

It's not Malaysia.

Instead, it's rock candy, which Comrade Lao Bai is good at.

Ding Ze puffed on his cigar, lost in thought, and then he thought of Old White. He realized that it had indeed been a long time since he had visited Albuquerque. It seemed he should make time to go and see Uncle Fried Chicken again, and ask Uncle Fried Chicken to officially expand his rock candy business.

After a moment of silence, Ding Ze looked at Pablo and said, "Pablo, let's get down to business. So, you want to do what I did in Mexico and take over Colombia?"

There are many ways to take Colombia, but the other methods are too time-consuming. Pablo couldn't wait any longer and nodded, "Hmm, I think it should be fine."

Ding Ze smiled. "Taking it is no problem. The problem is, after taking it, can we control the situation..."

"Mexico and Colombia are different."

"You probably don't want Colombia to become a toxic country either, do you?"

Pablo truly didn't want to, and shook his head, saying, "What do you mean?"

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke. "Seizing power by force is fine. But you need to have a legitimate reason for it; you can't just suddenly start a war like this."

"In order to secure your position as president in the future, this war must be a just war. You have to make the general public believe that you are a hero who is doing it for their own good."

"Ordinary people are very foolish."

“What should I do?” Pablo asked.

“The Colombian government is very corrupt, isn’t it?” Ding Ze asked.

Pablo nodded. "Yes."

"Then we must find a way to expose their corruption, to reveal the truth, or the fabricated truth, to the general public..."

“You can acquire some media outlets, or establish some media outlets, and launch a group of ‘fearless and heroic’ journalists. Let those journalists appear, use words and language to expose the truth, and launch a frenzied attack on the government.”

"This kind of attack must be fast and fierce, like a sudden, overwhelming attack."

"After that, the government will definitely have to take action, either by holding a press conference to explain or by sending people to kill those journalists."

"If it's the latter, then you're in luck... If it's the former, then it's simple, we'll arrange for some people to pose as government officials and take out those journalists."

"In short, those journalists must die."

“After you die, you should immediately stand up, represent the people, condemn the government, and send troops to Bogota.”

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Pablo took a deep drag on his cigar!

I can understand, I totally understand!

Simply put, the common people are stupid, so we need to create a huge scam to lure them to our side, and then launch a war to take over Colombia.

Although this plan involves many details in its implementation, if executed well enough, the results will be absolutely top-notch!

Pablo was incredibly excited. "I understand. Let's do it!"

Ding Ze grinned. "Pablo, once you embark on this path, there's no turning back. You'd better think it through."

Becoming the president of Colombia and making Colombia a better place has always been Pablo's greatest wish.

So Pablo had already made up his mind and nodded without the slightest hesitation, "At worst, I'll just die, no problem."

"Mr. Ding, how exactly do we proceed?"

Ding Ze smiled broadly, "After I go back to America, I will find a group of people to go to Columbia to help you complete this scam."

"You are in charge of arranging the media and reporters. They must be Colombian, not foreigners."

"Besides that, you need to take out your money, recruit soldiers and buy horses, bribe those who should be bribed, pay tribute to those who should be paid tribute, and recruit more daredevil suicide soldiers!"