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

Not long after, the private jet took off.

Pablo, accompanied by several of his men, also boarded the plane. This wasn't because Pablo distrusted Ding Ze's work, but rather because he wanted to take the opportunity to see what Ding Ze was up to in America.

Colombia is not far from the United States... As for the possibility of the plane being detected by radar... now, with the Samaritans, that possibility is completely nonexistent.

The Samaritans could easily make the plane disappear from air traffic control.

The plane is flying at full speed.

In just an hour and a half, we arrived at a small airport outside the mountains.

Several helicopters from Dongfeng Security were already waiting.

So, in less than ten minutes, helicopters took off one after another and flew into the mountains and forests.

Once they reached the Tree of Life, they lowered the ropes, and everyone landed one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Everything proceeded smoothly and efficiently.

Not long after.

It's that time of year again when the Tree of Life displays its magical powers.

One, two, three...

Seven prominent figures, including the Colombian president, disappeared from the world without any apparent problems, replaced by Pablo's seven henchmen.

The plan to switch the prince with a cat was carried out with unparalleled smoothness.

Under the Tree of Life, Pablo looked at his seven men, now completely transformed, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and couldn't help but say to Ding Ze, "This whole thing is just too magical to describe, no matter how many times you see it."

Ding Ze smiled and shook his head. "Actually, this is nothing. The level of magic in the underworld is even higher. You're welcome to come and see it when you have time."

“Okay!” Pablo was genuinely curious, exhaling a long puff of smoke before replying without hesitation.

“That’s enough for today. If you have any further questions, just call me,” Ding Ze said.

Pablo was a very confident man, one might even say overly confident.

In short, the operation had progressed to this point, and most things were settled. Pablo was confident that he would soon become the President of Colombia and did not think there would be any problems. "There will be absolutely no problems! I'll go back now and we can talk again another day."

"Okay, have a safe trip." All that's left to do is send these seven people back to where they were. It's a small matter, nothing he needs to do. So, Ding Ze won't go to Colombia with them.

time is limited.

Pablo didn't say much more.

About half an hour later, Pablo and his men boarded Ding Ze's private plane and returned to Bogotá.

Bogota.

Sending the people back was a simple matter that Pablo could easily accomplish.

Around 4 a.m.

Seven important figures, each in their place.

This long night came to a rather perfect end.

At the break of dawn.

Pablo, a cigarette dangling from his lips, stood on the hotel's rooftop, overlooking the city, and couldn't help but smile, a triumphant grin spreading across his face.

I've been dreaming about this for so many years, and I've been looking forward to it for so many years.

Now, the dream is within reach, it's already in my grasp.

This feeling is actually even more exhilarating than actually realizing a dream... Anyone who has experienced it knows.

"Colombia!"

"I will make you great!!!"

Pablo exhaled a long puff of smoke, smiling as he confidently stated this. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 471 Ding Ze's Perfect Assassination

America.

Although the war had only just ended, America had already recovered quickly... In fact, looking across the North and South, because of the very impressive victory that completely overturned the evil nations like Iran, the enthusiasm of the American people was much higher than before the war.

Today it is today.

The slogan "Make America Great Again" spread almost throughout the entire United States.

In this way, Liddell Eaton, who showed a tough stance from the very beginning of his campaign, can be considered, in a sense, the chosen one.

Riding this wave of popularity, Liddell Eaton's career skyrocketed, with his approval ratings soaring.

If this trend continues, barring any major unforeseen events, Liddell Eaton will definitely be in the White House in less than two months.

Of course, with Ding Ze around, nothing unexpected will happen.

That morning.

Texas, the home of rednecks.

Liddell Eaton was giving a passionate speech on stage, "When I become president, I promise to immediately send troops to eliminate those who attempt to divide America and harm it!"

"We also need to accelerate the development of advanced weapons and expand our overseas military bases!"

"Only absolute power can guarantee the security of America."

"Gentle conversations, adopting a humble attitude, and communicating won't actually solve any problems!"

"Under my leadership, America will remain great!"

Rednecks are generally uneducated and easily swayed.

Sure enough, after hearing what Liddell Eaton said, the rednecks in the audience immediately cheered excitedly.

For a moment, the shouts at the scene were so loud they seemed to reach the sky.

Just then, suddenly...

A bullet hurtled toward Liddell Eaton, splattering into his right shoulder, blood splattering everywhere...

moment!

This is the homeland of rednecks, and these rednecks immediately realized that assassins wanted to kill Liddell Eaton. Most of them were furious!

"What the fxxk!"

"Who did this?!"

Meanwhile, naturally, Secret Service agents had quickly surrounded Lidal Eaton.

Bang~~

Another bullet hurtled past Liddell Eaton and struck a redneck!

Bang bang bang~~

Then, three bullets were fired in quick succession, hitting one agent and missing twice.

Come on.

Ding Ze, who had nothing better to do than come here to cheer on Liddell Eaton, grinned and decisively put away his gun and left.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Liddell Eaton, who had been forced to crouch behind the podium by Secret Service agents, saw that no more bullets were coming. He gritted his teeth, stood up, raised his left arm high, and declared fearlessly, "Fxxk you!! I'm still alive!!!"

Seeing Liddell Eaton like this, hearing these words...

Good heavens, those stupid rednecks couldn't handle this at all, and their roars immediately soared into the sky!

"USA! USA!"

Amidst this extremely enthusiastic roar, Liddell Eaton was forcibly escorted away from the podium by Secret Service agents.

The group of necks continued to roar spontaneously and in unison, watching Liddell Eaton gradually disappear into the distance.

The time has come.

Because the speech was broadcast live, the news of "[mysterious sniper attempted to assassinate Liddell Eaton]" has spread everywhere, both online and on television.

then.

A presidential candidate was almost assassinated?!

From a certain perspective, this kind of thing really hurts the hearts of the American people!

After all, several American presidents have died from such assassinations throughout history...

"F*** you!!" "Who did this?"

"Which capitalist can't stand Liddell Eaton?"

"Support Lidal Eaton, crush them!!"

"USA! USA!"

"..."

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