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

Hearing this, although admitting it was a bit embarrassing, Pablo nodded frankly, "Indeed... I was reminded of some movies I've seen before."

"Those movies depict this kind of terrifying artificial intelligence, which, once it begins to think for itself, will bring humanity to extinction."

“Haha,” Ding Ze was amused, “From a certain perspective, you’re not wrong, that’s true.”

Pablo was speechless upon hearing this.

“We can discuss this another day. For now, let’s solve the problem at hand…” Ding Ze smiled and changed the subject. Then, he continued, “Of the seven targets, we can monitor the movements of only three in real time.”

"Therefore, we need to install surveillance around four other objectives."

"Then, we need to observe for a while and find a suitable opportunity to capture them all at once... Normally, it would be more appropriate to carry out a kidnapping on the road."

"But the goal we want to achieve is rather special, so in my opinion, the locations for our operations will all be their homes."

"..."

Ding Ze spoke at length, and Pablo listened attentively without objection. Ding Ze then gave all the instructions for what needed to be done.

“You,” Ding Ze said, looking at Pablo’s men, “all of you need to change your clothes. Your current attire and appearance are likely to attract unnecessary attention.”

"We don't want to alert them."

Pablo's men looked at themselves and remained silent for a moment: "..."

You have to understand, this is Colombia, and these guys are all assassins. Normally, if someone dared to say that, well, they'd be dead.

But this time, they're facing the infamous madman and serial killer, Ding Ze.

All I can say is that the ruthless fear the even more ruthless.

Pablo's men didn't even dare to get angry; they all obediently nodded.

Before long, Ding Ze's employees, along with Pablo's men, all left and headed to seven different locations in Bogotá to complete some preparatory work before the operation.

Before these preparations were completed, Ding Ze had nothing to do, so he gave Pablo a few instructions and took Janet out for a stroll.

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There's nothing particularly fun to do in Bogotá.

However, isn't travel simply about going from places you're tired of to places others are tired of?

Ding Ze and Janet strolled around like any ordinary young couple, taking in the sights and sounds.

Janet linked arms with Ding Ze, enjoying the feeling.

Although it's peaceful and serene, not exciting at all... but life isn't always exciting, it's not a good thing. Too much excitement, so it's nice to have some peace and quiet every now and then, to change things up and have some flavor.

The two chatted and laughed as they strolled around some local attractions and ate some so-called famous foods. Before they knew it, seven or eight hours had passed, and they were a little tired before returning to the hotel.

Time flies.

Three days passed.

With all preparations complete, surveillance cameras were installed around the target's house, and combined with monitoring of various smart devices inside, the Samaritan had completely captured the target.

Tonight, all seven targets are at home.

Faced with this fact, Ding Ze raised his hand to look at his watch, smiled, and said, "It's 8:10 p.m. now. Everyone put on your headsets and follow the Samaritan's instructions. We'll move out promptly at 10 p.m.

"You're in charge of taking care of the other six targets; I'll take care of the president."

"Remember, use tranquilizer guns if possible, don't kill anyone, and once you've captured the target, get him onto the plane immediately."

"have you understood?"

"Understood!" the employees replied in unison.

“Very good, then let’s get started!” Ding Ze said again.

About ten minutes later.

One after another, black SUVs drove out of the hotel's underground parking lot and headed towards their destination in the darkness.

Ding Ze, along with Janet and eight employees, got into the car and headed towards the Presidential Palace where the President resides.

In theory, the Presidential Palace is heavily guarded and has a very strong security force.

But, how to say it.

Everyone in this world has weaknesses, and the guards of the presidential palace are no exception... And the Samaritans are extremely good at uncovering other people's weaknesses, secrets, or vulnerabilities.

Once these things are unearthed, and then used to exert threats, how many people can withstand it?

This is not.

While Ding Ze and his group were still on their way, the guards at the Presidential Palace in Bogota started getting their phones vibrating one after another.

Soon after, one by one, the guards either frowned, their expressions changed drastically, or they trembled with fear.

Following closely behind.

As expected, the guards moved according to the instructions displayed on their phones.

It is like this.

Ding Ze and his entourage essentially drove straight in, entering the Presidential Palace and arriving at the front of the building where the President resides.

The car stopped, Ding Ze lit a cigarette, took a puff with a smile, and then cheerfully greeted Janet, "Ms. Austin, please."

This was Janet's first time visiting the Colombian presidential palace, and she was very curious. Upon hearing this, she smiled brightly, "Thank you, Mr. Ding." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 470 Extremely Smooth, Pablo's Dream

Bogotá, Presidential Palace.

Ding Ze, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and wearing a headset, walked straight into the building.

She had already chosen her favorite voice, a very charming female voice, that of the Samaritan, and dutifully and promptly explained the situation to Ding Ze, recounting the activities of everyone in the building.

It is worth mentioning that not everyone chose to compromise when faced with threats.

After a brief moment of hesitation, some people in the building chose to stand firm in their duties and protect the president... This is not surprising.

There are always some passionate men in this world who value honor far more than their own lives and the lives of their families.

pity……

The persistence of these people was utterly insignificant compared to that of Ding Ze and his group.

The Samaritans had an incredibly precise grasp of these people's movements, and so, the instant they appeared, a series of tranquilizer darts were fired, hitting their targets precisely.

Duang~Duang~Duang~~

A series of muffled thuds echoed as people fell to the ground.

Ding Ze didn't even stop walking.

About ten minutes later.

Ding Ze arrived at the door of the president's bedroom.

The bedroom door was locked. Based on the president's cell phone inside the bedroom, the Samaritan quickly deduced that the president was hiding in a corner with a gun, intending to ambush Ding Ze and his group.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze couldn't help but smile, finding the Colombian president quite interesting.

With a smile, Ding Ze casually waved his hand, signaling the employee to open the door.

Bang~~

It was just a door; a few strong, tall employees easily broke it open.

In a blink of an eye.

Because of the Samaritan's warning, the employees who rushed into the bedroom immediately and professionally fired tranquilizer darts at the president.

The president was not a professional soldier after all, and his reaction was relatively slow. As a result, he was subdued without even having a chance to fire a shot and closed his eyes.

"Let's go," Ding Ze said, exhaling a puff of smoke as the operation was successfully completed. He then turned and left with Janet.

A few minutes later.

Ding Ze and his entourage, carrying the Colombian president, drove leisurely out of the presidential palace and merged into the evening traffic, heading towards the location of the plane.

Inside the presidential palace, the security personnel who had been threatened by the Samaritan received new orders: to act as if nothing had happened and that the president was still resting in his bedroom, to remain at their posts and work diligently.

Of course, after making a threat, the appropriate reward should be given.

The Samaritans gave all the security personnel a very thick red envelope.

Upon seeing the text message about the bank account changes, the security personnel felt somewhat relieved. They felt a little better about the threats they had received not long ago, and were not as aggrieved as before. At the same time, they couldn't help but think that the mad killer Ding Ze was truly terrifying, and his methods were simply unbelievable.

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In six other heavily guarded mansions in Bogotá, places that most ordinary people would never be able to enter in their lifetime, the scenes were similar to those in the presidential palace.

There were only two minor incidents, but they weren't serious.

The employees that Ding Ze brought were all people who had followed Ding Ze to places like Mexico, Brazil, Iran, and Miami, and had experienced all kinds of wars, big and small, and were still alive and had not gone to hell.

These guys can handle such a small accident with ease.

Time flies.

The mission was successfully completed, and one after another, off-road vehicles drove out from six mansions across Bogotá and headed towards the location of the aircraft.