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

"Or rather, one of the faces used by the serial killer Ding Ze was Will Anderson's face!"

After listening.

hum.

Even someone as composed as Thor immediately changed his expression, utterly shocked, unable to believe that the person was actually Ding Ze!

What the hell!

Ding Ze, the serial killer?

If it really is Ding Ze... why would Ding Ze suddenly appear here?

Shocked, Thor's mind raced, and he was almost certain that this was no coincidence, and further certain that Ding Ze had killed Carly!

Having confirmed this, Thor quickly calmed down and began to think about the reasons.

why?

What did Carly do to cause a serial killer like Ding Ze to personally come here and take action?

Thinking this, Saul glanced again at Brody on the monitor not far away...

Could it be because of Brody?

Is Brody related to Ding Ze?

Brody discovers he's being monitored and calls Ding Ze, who then comes to rescue Carly.

"Find this Will Anderson, quick!" Thor replied, his mind racing.

Not long after.

Langley's intelligence agents were busy at work.

The target is the infamous serial killer Ding Ze! Now that we have a lead, we must begin the pursuit!

And so, quite naturally, it didn't take long for CIA Director Eddie Thomas to receive the news, much to his astonishment.

Eddie Thomas then went to the intelligence room in person and looked at the photos Saul had taken.

After reading it, Eddie Thomas didn't waste a moment. He immediately returned to his office, closed the doors and windows, and called Ding Ze.

Eddie Thomas owned the number that belonged to Ding Ze's satellite phone, so calls could still be made.

Ding Ze and Hannah were sitting in a taxi on their way to buy a car.

Hearing the satellite phone ring, Ding Ze pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

“Mr. Ding,” Eddie Thomas wasn’t angry at all. After all, Carly McGeeson was just an ordinary intelligence agent. Her death was no big deal.

Eddie Thomas was simply confused and wanted to figure out what was going on. "Carly McGeeson, is that you?"

Thor had taken the photos before, so Ding Ze wasn't surprised to hear this. He smiled and said, "Yeah."

"Why?" Eddie Thomas asked simply and directly.

“This is just an isolated incident and has nothing to do with your organization,” Ding Ze replied with a smile, having roughly guessed Eddie’s concerns. “Carly is a bipolar patient and a neurotic. She will not only not help my plan, but may even make things worse.”

"In short, I hate her, so I just happened to be here and took care of her."

To reiterate, Eddie Thomas didn't care whether Carly lived or died. After listening, he asked in a somewhat serious tone, "What is your plan?"

“It aligns with your organization’s plan to eliminate those terrorists,” Ding Ze replied casually.

Eddie Thomas is not a villain.

In fact, Eddie Thomas has a great love for the United States, and because of this love, he has always been extremely passionate about eliminating terrorists.

then.

After thinking for a moment, Eddie Thomas spoke again, suggesting, "Since you're nearby, let's meet and talk."

“Sure, I was planning to contact you anyway,” Ding Ze agreed readily with a smile. “Time and place?”

This is Eddie Thomas's territory, and there won't be any problems meeting Ding Ze here; Eddie Thomas knows this very well.

Not long after.

call ended.

Just then, Ding Ze and Hannah arrived at the car dealership.

Ding Ze loves Mercedes-Benz, or more precisely, Maybach.

In less than five minutes, after paying far more than the car's price and skipping all the complicated paperwork, Ding Ze got into the brand-new Maybach, carrying Hannah, and drove leisurely toward the location Eddie Thomas had indicated.

Could this meeting be a trap?

Will not.

Ding Ze believed that Eddie Thomas, as the director of the CIA, would not be so foolish.

“After meeting with the CIA director, we should probably leave,” Ding Ze said to Hannah, lighting a cigarette.

Hannah was speechless for a moment, feeling that the world Ding Ze had shown her was just too damn amazing.

The director of the CIA!

It's astonishing that a serial killer like Ding Ze could have such open and aboveboard contact with the CIA director.

That was so exciting!!

Hannah instinctively smiled brightly, "And then where to go?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze thought for a moment and said, "Should we go see Scarlett? I suddenly realized that it's been a while since I've seen her."

Hannah nodded decisively without hesitation, "Okay."

For Hannah, this was a completely new path... and more importantly, a path that was clearly fascinating.

So, it's okay to share Ding Ze with other women, as long as life is exciting enough.

Ding Ze didn't waste any time. He took out his phone and called Scarlett, "Hello, where are you now?"

Upon hearing Ding Ze's voice, Scarlett couldn't contain her excitement.

There's no way around it.

We're all adults; we all have needs.

Scarlett fondly recalled Ding Ze's creative skills, "I was in Iowa xxx..."

“Okay, I have some business to take care of in Virginia right now, I’ll come over after I’m done,” Ding Ze said with a smile.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you,” Scarlett replied cheerfully.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more and hung up the phone.

***********

Time flies by, in a secluded cigar club.

Ding Ze led Hannah in and to the front desk. "I have an appointment with Eddie Thomas."

The elderly gentleman at the front desk simply nodded, "Alright, please follow me."

It won't take a while.

Ding Ze and Hannah went into Eddie Thomas's private room in the club.

Inside the room, Eddie Thomas was lounging on a sofa, a cigar between his fingers. When he saw Ding Ze and Hannah… mainly Hannah, Eddie Thomas was slightly surprised. He then got up without saying a word.

Only after the elderly gentleman who had led the way left the room did Eddie Thomas speak, "Mr. Ding, and this gentleman too..."

“Hannah, Hannah-McRae,” Hannah said with a smile.

Eddie Thomas returned a professional smile and greeted him.

Soon, the three of them sat down.

Ding Ze and Eddie Thomas didn't have much of a personal relationship; their connection was purely business-like. Therefore, once Ding Ze lit a cigar, Eddie Thomas went straight to the point, asking, "Mr. Ding, what's your plan?"

“Afghanistan, Palestine, Syria, Iraq, Iran… these are all places that give you a lot of headaches,” Ding Ze said, taking a puff of his cigar.

Eddie Thomas nodded, readily admitting, "That's true."

Ding Ze grinned. "My plan is to kill all the terrorists in these places within three years, and make sure that no one in these places will dare to be a terrorist again."

Eddie Thomas's expression changed slightly.

The fact is, so far, Dongfeng Security teams have been active in all the places Ding Ze mentioned, but only in cooperation with the CIA. To put it bluntly, they are acting as the CIA's black gloves.

Now, Ding Ze says this...

Eddie Thomas paused for a moment, took two puffs of his cigar, and asked, "How do you manage to do something like this?"

Ding Ze smiled and said, "We'll just push forward and kill indiscriminately. If ordinary people in these places harbor terrorists, we'll kill them without hesitation."

"If, after three years, terrorists are still active in these areas, I will use missiles to plow through the land and start all over again."

Eddie Thomas: "..."

If it were anyone else saying that, Eddie Thomas wouldn't take it seriously.

After all, people who say such things definitely have mental problems, and more importantly, they absolutely do not have the ability to do such things.

But now it's Ding Ze who's saying these things...