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

After listening.

Ding Ze had little interest in the Abruzzi family's other businesses, but he had an idea about one: "I suggest keeping Apex Airlines and not selling it. It might be helpful for our future business."

“That’s no problem,” Abruzzi paused for a moment, “…Mr. Ding, now that we’ve settled most of our matters, I’d like to ask about our future business dealings?”

Ding Ze grinned.

In his opinion, it was truly impressive that Abruzzi waited until now to ask the question.

"Security," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

"???" Abruzzi was genuinely surprised. "Security??"

“Yes, security,” Ding Ze replied. “Miami is a very special city. It’s a specialty of Mexico and Colombia. If you want to enter America, Miami is the ideal gateway. You should know that.”

Abruzzi certainly knew, "So?"

"So, as long as Miami is ours, anyone who wants to pass through our area has to pay a toll."

“Okay,” Abruzzi understood what the so-called security meant and was delighted. He felt a surge of excitement and had no objection to the arrangement, but he was a little worried about whether it would work. “Mr. Ding, with your abilities, handling Miami might not be difficult, but those lunatics in Mexico and Colombia…”

Before Abruzzi could finish speaking, Ding Ze smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I know those lunatics very well. I'll go and visit them in a while, and I guarantee I can persuade them."

Abruzzi wasn't so naive as to believe that this matter could be easily accomplished, but he also didn't doubt the possibility of success, after all, Ding Ze's formidable nature was undeniable...

"That's good……"

The two chatted for a little while longer.

After resting for a while, Ding Ze got up and went to make human face masks.

Thank you again to [Nobita and Doraemon] for the generous donation, thank you to [Guoguo's Daddy] for the generous donation, and thank you to all the donors who voted!

Chapter 65 Important Notice, and also requesting monthly votes.

The 404 stainless steel blade is still quite powerful.

The younger one is cowardly.

The main storyline will be slightly adjusted next.

The protagonist, along with Abruzzi, will only pursue the security route.

I'll go to Mexico and Colombia.

However, they will not engage in the specialty product business; they will rely solely on their security company, winning people over with their integrity, and collecting appearance fees.

The plots of these two American TV series remain largely unchanged; only the protagonists' reasons for going there have changed.

I will also make adjustments to the plot of Breaking Bad.

I hope the experts understand.

P.S.: I've thought about adjusting this for a long time and have designed the plot. It should be more exciting and allow more people to be released, so don't worry.

Thanks(ω)

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Finally, I desperately need your monthly votes.

I'm adding two extra chapters now that I owe monthly votes.

Chapter 66 Shameless Scoundrel, Fiona

We took our tools and went to a small room.

Use the remaining skill upgrade ticket first.

[Human Skin Mask Making Technique (Beginner) → Upgrade → Human Skin Mask Making Technique (Intermediate)]

Ding Ze got busy.

They worked meticulously for about two hours.

Done.

Two masks are freshly made.

Ding Ze first put on the mask he had made for himself, then found a mirror and adjusted it.

The effect is quite good; unless you look closely at it, you really can't see any problems.

And yet, he's still incredibly handsome!

soon.

With Ding Ze's help, Abruchi also put on the mask.

Looking at his new face in the mirror, Abruzzi was completely stunned. "Mr. Ding, you're amazing!!"

Ding Ze smiled faintly, without any modesty, "This is nothing, don't make a fuss."

Thus, the two transformed themselves and completed the scheme of substituting the prince for a cat.

It was already late, almost evening.

Ding Ze checked the time and decided not to delay any longer. "As long as you don't get caught, you should be fine going out now. However, you should still be a little careful."

Abruzzi, knowing the gravity of the situation, nodded, "Don't worry, I understand."

"Okay, then get things sorted out as soon as possible. Call me if you have any problems; I have some things to take care of first."

"Okay, I'll get you a car."

Do you have Mercedes?

"of course."

Ten minutes later.

With the driver's license corresponding to this face, along with hundreds of thousands of dollars in cash and several guns, Ding Ze got into the car, stepped on the gas, and drove towards the South Side of Chicago.

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The killing of sixteen FBI agents is certainly sensational enough.

But this sensation did not affect the Gallagher family, who lived on North Wallace Street.

The Gallagher family saw the news reports about it, talked about it as a topic of conversation, and then put it out of their minds, throwing themselves back into their chaotic lives.

Before I knew it, it was getting dark.

The alarm clock rang, Fiona was woken up, took off the eye mask that said 'fxxk off', rubbed her eyes, got out of bed, put on her underwear, walked out of the room, went straight to the bathroom, pulled down her pants, and relieved herself.

After relieving herself of the water, Fiona went downstairs, rummaged through the laundry basket, and found a set of clothes to put on.

"Get ready for dinner!" Fiona called out as she walked into the kitchen, having finished dressing.

Hear the sound.

Philip, who was doing his homework at the dining table in the restaurant, quickly tidied up.

Debbie, who was in the living room, got up, picked up Lim from the stroller, and headed to the kitchen.

Karl, who was in the yard outside, pondering what kind of mischief to cause, didn't hear anything and was very focused on his thoughts.

Ian, who was lying on the bed on the second floor, jumped off the bed and hurried downstairs.

“Lip, go see where Carl is,” Fiona said to Philip after waiting a little while and seeing that Carl had not yet appeared.

“I reckon they’re in the yard,” Philip replied, stepping out the door and looking towards the yard.

This look.

I saw.

Carl squatted in the yard with a lighter in his hand.

Not far from the courtyard, a strange young man, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets, leaned against a Mercedes-Benz, looking at Karl with a smile on his face. He was clearly no good.

Philip felt a surge of anxiety and quickly ran to Carl's side. "Carl, let's go back for dinner."

Carl heard this, glanced at Philip, and reluctantly picked up the lighter and walked back.

Philip didn't follow, he didn't move, he looked at Ding Ze, and his voice was slightly fierce, "What do you want?"

Ding Ze took the cigarette out of his mouth, grinned, unaware that Philip already thought of him as a copper fetishist. He took out a cigarette, pulled one out, and offered it to Philip, "Hello, I'd like to ask you something."

Upon seeing the cigarettes, Philip hesitated for a moment, then went out into the yard, walked up to Ding Ze, and took the cigarettes. "What is it?"

Ding Ze pointed to the empty house at number 2118 next door, "I see that house is empty. Do you know if the owner of that house intends to sell it?"

Upon hearing this, Philip subconsciously looked Ding Ze over carefully and asked with a puzzled expression, "You want to buy it?"

Ding Ze nodded, "Yes."

“Do you know where this place is? Someone as rich as you, living here?” Philip seriously suspected that Ding Ze was making fun of him.

Ding Ze still smiled, "I passed by here and felt that this place was very similar to where I lived when I was a child. I miss it a lot, so I want to buy a house and come to stay here occasionally."

That reason is actually quite reasonable.

Philip glanced at the Mercedes behind Ding Ze again and gave an affirmative answer, "The owner of that house is dead. If the price is right, the family should be willing to sell it."