Then don't blame me for scaring you

 did have a photo, but he didn't bring it with him. "I'll get it... Boss, you don't think the same as I thought."

Ding Ze grinned, "How do I know what you are thinking? What I think is, the young woman is so good. How about you?"

". ..." Abruc was speechless for a while and shook his head and left. At the same time, he really felt that he must keep his wife away from Ding Ze.

Soon.

Abrucchi took the information collected so far about Mayor Brady Martin and handed it to Tinze.

Ding Ze turned over casually and found a picture of Janet Martin.

Look at this.

Good guy.

This woman, from a certain point of view, is very similar to Monica Bellucci in her youth. She is indeed a beautiful woman with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"That's right, Comrade Brady. It's very blessed, although there are a lot of hats on his head," Ding Ze commented. Then, as he opened Brady Martin's investigation information, he asked Abrutch, "Is there nothing wrong with Brady?"

"I haven't found it for the time being. It's normal," Abrutch replied. "At his age, he is probably not interested in ordinary things. He usually plays golf and goes to sea for fishing."

Ding Ze didn't answer. He looked at the information carefully. After that, he smiled and said, "Then let's start with Janet Martin."

Abruc: "..."

Well, what can I say?

As long as the boss is happy.

"As long as Janet Martin leaves the house, no matter where he goes, there will be two cars and six professional bodyguards will follow," Abruch, who was speechless for two seconds, reminded.

"It doesn't matter. I think it's written on this material. There will be a charity dinner tonight," Ding Ze said with a smile. "We have made a lot of money in the past two days, and it's time to repay Miami."

Abruc: "?????"

Shall we return it to Miami?

All right, boss, as long as you are happy.

"Then I'll find a way to get you an invitation," Abruch looked at Ding Ze's face. "In which capacity are you going?"

Ding Ze had changed his face before getting on the plane, and now his identity is Neil Smith.

"Just the identity of my current face," Ding Ze replied, followed, stopped talking, and took it a little more seriously. "After talking about nothing, let's talk about business. I just suddenly have an idean."

"After a while, when Dongfeng security has stabilized in all aspects, I need you to pick a group of people and set up a special department. The people in this department are responsible for going to all parts of the country to secretly collect the secrets of local politicians."

"We have to set up an intelligence network."

Abruch is very familiar with this and interested in it. "When I was in Chicago, I have been doing this kind of thing all the time. This kind of thing is the routine operation of the gang, which is very expensive. I'm afraid we don't have that much money to work across the country for the time being."

"Money is not a problem," Ding Ze shook his head and smiled. "I also know another batch of treasures worth hundreds of billions of dollars... That is, the location of that treasure is a little tricky, not too easy to do, and we have to think about it in the long term."

"In a word, at that time, you start with a big city, and I will find a way to get more money."

At this moment.

He thought he knew Ding Ze very well. Hearing the words "hundreds of billions of dollars", Abrutch was still shocked.

Hundreds of billions of dollars!!!!

This is a mother.

Abruc almost couldn't help asking, isn't it good to retire with hundreds of billions of dollars to enjoy happiness after finishing this batch of treasures?

That's hundreds of billions of dollars!

Abruc was forced to be silent for a moment, and his mind was a little confused.

Ding Ze was happy to see this. "What are you thinking?"

Abrucchi shook his head blankly, "But suddenly I feel that life has lost its goal... Boss, if we work to death, we may not be able to save hundreds of billions of dollars..."

Ding Ze understood and answered Abruch with a smile, "The most important thing in life is the process. After all, the result is the same, and everyone has to die."

"John, you should have some hobbies."

"Why don't we go to Las Vegas another day?"

Abruch was really interested in gambling and regained his energy. "Okay."

The two talked for a while.

Seeing that the time was almost up, we ended the chat and got up together to meet Peter Gayev.

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It's almost twelve o'clock.

Dingze and Abruc went to a Russian restaurant owned by Peter Gayev.

It was Abruc's idea to set the meeting place in Peter Gayev's territory.

In Abruc's words, everyone is now in a cooperative relationship and has to have contact. It's not good for Peter Gayev to risk his life and always run to their territory, and they have to show a little respect.

Only in this way can we cooperate for a long time.

They can also sit at home for a long time and collect money.

Ding Ze had no problem. He didn't think that Peter Gayev had only sent so much money at night. Today, he suddenly got nervous and wanted to do it.

In a blink of an eye.

Ding Ze and Abruc sat opposite Peter Gayev and Andrei and took the initiative to say hello.

Of course.

Because Ding Ze and Abruc were both wearing human skin masks, both Peter Gayev and Andre were very confused.

"We are also wanted by the FBI. We have to use some tricks when we go out. I hope you two don't mind," Ding Ze explained with a smile.

Peter Gayev and Andre heard it and understood, and both nodded.

Peter Gayev immediately made a sound and asked Ding Ze and Abruc if they wanted something to eat.

It's noon, and it's time to eat.

Ding Ze was not welcome and ordered the meal.

After ordering the meal and letting the waiter go away, Peter Gayev looked at Ding Ze's face curiously and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Ding, are you wearing a mask? Why does it look exactly like the real thing?

Ding Ze raised his hand and touched his face and grinned, "Because it's true. I cut off this man's face and turned it into a mask by some means."

As soon as this comes out.

Peter Gayev: ". ..."

Andre couldn't help but shivered in his heart, "o((⊙_⊙))o!!!"

After about two seconds of silence, Peter Gayev's expression was obviously unnatural and his voice came. "Mr. Ding is really a good way. No wonder the FBI has been unable to find you."

"People in the world have to have some hiding skills," Ding Ze calmly accepted the praise and said with a smile.

Peter Gayev smiled and thought for a more, "So, Mr. Ding can become who he wants to be?"

Ding Ze can roughly guess the reason why Peter Gayev wants to meet and talk with him.

Peter Gayev just wanted to think about him to see if he was qualified to receive the 20% of the money.

In this case...

'Then don't blame me for scaring you.'

Ding Ze said to himself and nodded, "Almost, for example, I just need to find a person who is about the same height and weight as Mr. Gayev, and then take your face and put it on that person's face. Wow, for a period of time, that person is equivalent to Mr. Gayev."

It's really a little penetrating words, and they come to my ears.

Peter Gayev, his eyelids couldn't help jumping, and his expression became more unnatural. At the same time, he couldn't help but miss Russia.

Peter Gayev, I'm homesistic.

(End of this chapter)