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

Ding Ze dislikes the old silver coin, so once things are settled here, he must meet with that old silver coin and let him know that being an old silver coin comes at a price.

At Ding Ze's request, the Samaritan quickly retrieved all the information about the Vice President, including his current location, security arrangements, family situation, and so on.

Time flies.

Eddie Thomas, accompanied by the Secret Service director, arrived at Ding Ze's car and gently knocked on the window.

Upon seeing Eddie Thomas, Ding Ze smiled, opened the car door, and said, "Welcome."

After a while.

Eddie Thomas and Secret Service Commissioner Jim Jason got into the car.

Immediately afterward, Eddie Thomas skillfully and naturally woke Jim Jason.

Jim Janssen woke up, groggily opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and then, upon seeing Ding Ze, his body trembled, his expression changed drastically, and he could hardly believe his eyes, "You, you, you are Ding Ze!!"

Ding Ze grinned broadly and said politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Director Jason. I suppose this is our first meeting?"

Jim Jason's eyes darted around, glancing at Ding Ze and then at Eddie Thomas sitting next to him. He immediately understood what was going on and exclaimed in utter shock, "Eddie Thomas, you've actually been bribed by that murderer Ding Ze!! You're a traitor to America, a disgrace!"

Hear the words.

Despite being the CIA director, Eddie Thomas remained remarkably calm, showing no anger whatsoever, and simply responded with a smile.

Ding Ze also laughed, but at the same time, he drew the pistol from his waist, pressed the muzzle against Jim Janssen's right knee, and then said with a smile, "Chief Janssen, now that you know who I am, things will be much easier from here on out."

"Come on, I'll ask you a question, and you answer it."

“If you don’t answer, or if you lie, I won’t kill you immediately. I’ll cripple your limbs, cut off your manhood, and then I’ll have people arrest your parents, wife, children, mistress, and illegitimate children. I’ll make you watch as I torture them and kill them one by one.”

"Chief Jason, did you hear what I said?"

Jim Janssen's body was trembling uncontrollably.

What the hell!

What a devil!

At this moment, Jim Janssen finally truly understood the terrifying nature of Ding Ze, this mad killer. Then, did he resist? Would he rather die than submit?

nonexistent.

The person on the other side is Ding Ze, and Ding Ze really does what he says.

Jim Jason instantly abandoned any thought of non-cooperation, obediently nodded, and replied, "Okay."

Ding Ze smiled brightly, "You're planning to take down Liddell Eaton, aren't you?"

Jim Janssen gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"Who bribed you?" Ding Ze asked again.

At this point, there's no point in struggling.

“Vice President,” Jim Janssent replied.

“Just as I thought,” Ding Ze chuckled. “Then tell me, what is the Vice President’s plan? To get rid of Liddell Eaton first, and then force the current president to resign?”

Jim Janssen thought for a moment, "The current president and vice president have already reached an agreement..."

Ding Ze listened quietly and couldn't help but laugh.

Politics is indeed dirty enough... In some ways, the American political scene is as filthy as a cesspool.

“Chief Jason, thank you for your cooperation,” Ding Ze said, not wanting to waste any more time, “Lidal Eaton was still hiding nervously in the house. Now, please cooperate and move all the agents from that house. We will take over Lidal’s security.”

Jim Jason, being the director of the Secret Service, might not be that smart, but he wasn't stupid either. In fact, he had just figured out a startling fact...

That is, Ding Ze is very concerned about Liddell Eaton's safety... Liddell Eaton was able to rise from that godforsaken place of Albuquerque all the way to Washington, and is about to become the new president of the United States, all thanks to the support of Ding Ze, that mad killer...

Ha ha

This world has truly gone mad.

It’s hopeless, let’s destroy it.

Jim Janssen suddenly wanted to laugh, but he held it back. His eyes darted around, and he said, "If I do this, will you spare my family?"

To reiterate, Jim Janssen isn't that stupid; he knows he's definitely not going to survive this situation.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze smiled and said, "Director Jason, life is about making choices. You made a wrong choice this time, but you accepted the consequences with equanimity."

“I admire that.”

“Let’s make a deal. Tomorrow night, the Vice President will die unexpectedly. After that, I won’t touch your family. As for you… I suggest that after completing this deal, you run away immediately, as far away as possible. That way, you might be able to survive.”

"how?"

Has Ding Ze suddenly become kind?

of course not.

He just suddenly felt that doing this was more fun than killing the guy directly.

Because, imagine... Comrade Jim Janssen, spending the rest of his life constantly worrying about assassins appearing around him, living in perpetual fear...

How interesting!

Jim Jason looked at Ding Ze's sinister smile and instantly understood Ding Ze's intention, feeling a chill run down his spine.

But this is a glimmer of hope; at least I won't die immediately... Living in fear later is a matter for the future. Right now, if I can save my life, of course I must do my best to do so!

“Okay!” Jim Jason agreed without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze smiled and extended his hand to Jim Jason.

The two shook hands.

Shortly afterward, Eddie Thomas and Jim Janssen got off the bus.

It didn't take too long.

The Secret Service agents in the house diagonally opposite got into their cars and left.

Following that, Eddie Thomas, along with a group of CIA agents, took on the security duties.

Ding Ze wasn't idle either. With a cigarette dangling from his lips, he led his employees into the house, taking one step at a time, and leisurely strolled to the room where Liddell Eaton was hiding.

dong dong dong~~~

Ding Ze knocked on the door. "Mr. Eaton, it's me. The matter is resolved."

Upon hearing the voice, Liddell Eaton, who was indeed a tough guy, didn't hesitate. He left his hiding place, gripped a shotgun, and walked quietly to the door, calling out, "Mr. Ding?"

"Haha, yeah, open the door," Ding Ze replied with a laugh.

There's no peephole in this door, so there's no way to see who's outside.

However, the voice was indeed Ding Ze's.

Liddell Eaton hesitated for a moment, feeling that it would be too embarrassing to call Ding Ze to confirm now, so he gritted his teeth, moved slightly, and opened the door.

The door opened, and Liddell Eaton, seeing Ding Ze smoking a cigarette, immediately breathed a silent sigh of relief, then grinned and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Ding." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 508 Straight to the Point, the Dust Settles Down

Washington.

"Long time no see," Ding Ze replied with a smile, then walked straight inside. "Are you alright?"

Liddell Eaton casually closed the door and replied with a laugh, "Haha, still alive, that's good."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze looked at Liddell Eaton with some surprise, "I didn't know you had such a humorous side."

Liddell Eaton laughed and replied, "I didn't notice either."

The two exchanged a few pleasant words and then sat down facing each other on the sofa.

"Have you figured out what's going on?" Liddell Eaton asked, quite naturally.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette. Knowing that Liddell Eaton was anxious, he didn't keep him in suspense and explained the situation.

Liddell Eaton listened, finding nothing wrong with it, and was quite surprised.

After listening.

"Mother fxxk!" Liddell Eaton, who had a short temper, immediately cursed viciously, "That bastard has been quite polite to me lately, but I never expected him to want my life! Fxxk! I'll kill him!"

“Haha,” Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and couldn’t help but laugh, “Politics is a very dirty thing, so I never touch it. I’m always straightforward.”

Liddell Eaton was speechless for a moment, “….”

amount.

Is this how it should be said?

Your "straightforwardness" refers to killing people directly, without any preamble.

Can it be the same?

"You don't need to handle the vice president's matter personally. I've already made the arrangements. If nothing unexpected happens, he won't live to see the sun rise the day after tomorrow," Ding Ze said with a smile.

The voice reached my ears.

Liddell Eaton was further speechless, “….”