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

The words came out.

The convoy headed straight for the motel.

No one, including Ma Hong, paid attention to the situation on the roadside.

The reason is simple: no one could have imagined that Ding Ze and Abruzzi, two fugitives who should have been desperately trying to escape, would actually be so eager to fight the FBI.

Of course, even if you pay attention, it won't help.

Because the four cars belonging to Abruzzi's men were parked a few miles west of the motel and had spread out.

It's only a few miles away.

In no time.

Ma Hong and his group arrived at the motel parking lot.

Sizzle~~ Sizzle~~~ Sizzle~~~

The sound of brakes screeching echoed one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of doors opening echoed one after another.

Sixteen FBI agents, dressed in protective suits and fully armed, jumped out of the car and pointed their guns at room 108.

Ma Hong stood behind the car, holding a megaphone, and announced, "Ding Ze, John, it's over!"

In room 108.

Hear this.

Ding Ze and Abruchi exchanged a smile.

next second.

Abruzzi picked up the walkie-talkie, "Action!!"

Ding Ze lay prone on the floor, pointed the Gatling gun at the door, and laughed loudly at the doorway, "Alex, you've been running around with us, aren't you tired?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Hong knew it was Ding Ze speaking and laughed, "As long as we can capture you, what's a little fatigue?"

"Well done, you're exactly the kind of man I admire," Ding Ze replied with a smile. "Interested in working with me?"

"??????" Ma Hongzhen didn't expect to hear such a thing, and immediately laughed. "Thank you for the invitation, but I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

“It’s okay, I didn’t expect you to agree so readily. We’ll talk about it next time,” Ding Ze replied. “Speaking of which, Alex, if you want a next time, I suggest you find cover within three seconds.”

As soon as these words came out.

Geek!

Ma Hong's expression changed drastically in an instant. Without the slightest hesitation, he sprinted to the side, yelling, "Scatter! Scatter!!!"

The roar had barely entered the air when it reached us.

Arrives in three seconds.

Ding Ze pulled the trigger of the Gatling gun.

Bang bang bang!

The Gatling gun spewed out terrifying flames, and countless bullets shot out, effortlessly smashing the door and a police car opposite the door.

at the same time.

Abruzzi didn't sit still either. He seized the opportunity to rush to the window and opened fire with his submachine gun indiscriminately.

After quickly emptying the magazine, Abruzzi didn't dare to linger and immediately threw out several smoke grenades.

After throwing the smoke bombs, throw the hand grenades.

The series of operations were completed in one smooth motion.

natural.

Some FBI agents outside the building were not to be underestimated either, and they began to retaliate.

Thump thump thump.

In the blink of an eye.

Gunfire erupted, and smoke filled the air.

Ma Hong reacted the fastest. He was hiding behind an SUV on the side and was extremely shocked. He realized in disbelief that Ding Ze and Abruchi had been waiting for them all along. His mind was buzzing.

next second.

Shocked as he was, Ma Hong quickly regained his composure, took out his phone, and dialed the Chicago FBI branch for backup.

"We've fallen into a trap! The enemy's firepower is overwhelming! Send helicopter support immediately!! Hurry!!!"

The voice just fell.

Sizzle~~ Sizzle~~ Sizzle~~

Abruzzi's men arrived, brought the car to a stop, got out, and used the car doors and body as cover. Without saying a word, they opened fire and threw grenades!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

For a while.

Gunfire and explosions continued incessantly.

One after another, figures fell to the ground.

This small parking lot has truly become a battlefield.

-

With the arrival of his men, the firepower that Ding Ze and Abruchi had to face was greatly reduced.

By this time, the Gatling gun was no longer functional.

Ding Ze also switched to a submachine gun, leaned against the door, and like Abruchi, fired wildly outside, taking every opportunity to throw grenades and smoke grenades outside.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The gunfire gradually subsided, and soon after, it disappeared completely.

ended.

at this time.

The intercom in the room rang.

"Boss, everything's taken care of. Wait a moment, we'll clean up."

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi quickly walked towards the walkie-talkie.

Ding Ze spoke up, reminding him, "If Ma Hong is still alive, don't kill him."

“Okay,” Abruzzi replied, picked up the walkie-talkie, and relayed Ding Ze’s request.

About two minutes later.

Cleaning complete.

"Boss, you can come out now. Ma Hong is still alive."

Hear the words.

Ding Ze and Abruchi left the room together.

The smoke in the parking lot had mostly dissipated.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Ding Ze's eyes darted around and spotted Ma Hong. He then strode straight over to him.

Ma Hong was shot in the left shoulder and was sitting in a police car with two of Abruzzi's men pointing guns at him.

Walking up to Ma Hong, Ding Ze grinned, "You won't die, will you?"

Ma Hong's face was full of resentment, but his tone was quite calm, "He won't die."

“That’s good,” Ding Ze said, squatting down. “I’m serious about my suggestion. Think about it when you have time.”

“You’re dreaming!” Ma Hong refused decisively.

Ding Ze didn't care at all. "As things develop, I believe you'll change your mind. Alright, let's leave it at that for today. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if your reinforcements arrived."

"Then, I'll trouble you to get some sleep for now."

After saying that, without giving Ma Hong a chance to reply, Ding Ze swung his fist and punched Ma Hong in the head, knocking him to the ground. Immediately afterwards, he summoned the paralyzing worm and let it crawl into Ma Hong's nose.

A few seconds later.

Ma Hong not only fell into a coma, but also temporarily became a vegetable.

"let's go."

After retrieving the paralyzing Gu worms, Ding Ze didn't delay. He quickly got up and said to Abruchi, who was waiting beside him.

soon.

Five bullet-riddled SUVs, carrying more than a dozen corpses, drove out of the parking lot and sped away from Chicago, heading straight for a ranch owned by the Abruzzi family, about twenty kilometers away.

They needed to change vehicles there, then split up and quietly return to Chicago.