Wild Killing, Invite Four Bosses to Dinner

 morning.It's time.

"Action!" Ding Ze issued an order.

The next second.

All over Miami.

Click, click, click.

The sound of opening the door one after another, one by one, the men in headgear and fully armed, got out of the car with guns, and went straight to the target in silence in the rainstorm!

The same is true for Ding Ze.

Ding Ze moved.

More than 100 of his subordinates also moved.

Such a picture was naturally noticed by some police officers who happened to be stationed nearby.

"Fuck, shem!"

"Shh! Shut up! Don't be heard by them!"

"Sir! I have something to do here!"

"I have it here too!"

". ..."

In the face of such a picture, these police officers immediately reacted in a panic.

One message was reported.

Don't take a moment.

Whether it is the director of the Miami police, the head of the FBI Miami branch, or other bigwigs in Miami, they know the goals of the Ding Ze and Abruch family tonight.

"Paskao Sloan... It's not strange!"

"That fat black man should have been killed long ago!"

"This Ding Ze and Abruc, they are really a little bold."

"Well done!"

The bosses of the other four gangs got the information at the first time and laughed and made a voice.

"what the fxxk!" Pascow Sloan was no exception. When he received the news, he was shocked and angry. He shouted and pushed away Amanda, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him. He suddenly got up and roared, "Down the guy! Die them!"

At this time.

Ding Ze's group rushed to the gate of Pascow Sloan's villa.

Suddenly, suddenly!

There was a gunshot, and several black people behind the gate fell to the ground.

A few seconds later.

Bang bang!

A series of grenades were thrown out and blew up the door of the villa.

Ding Ze's men brought rushed into the villa at full speed.

Ding Ze and others followed closely.

Time has arrived at this moment.

Gunfire has been ringing in all directions throughout Miami.

Ding Ze had no ink. He held a pistol and ran at the end of the team, using more than 100 subordinates as shields, his eyes flicted and looking for the enemy.

Found it!

Bang!

I found another one!

Bang!

The 100% hit rate is not a joke. Although Ding Ze can't hit the enemy wherever he wants, as long as he shoots, the enemy will definitely be shot, which is enough!

Bang!

It's just the blink of an eye!

Ding Ze killed more than a dozen black people, emptied the magazine, and immediately replaced the magazine while roaring excitedly, "Kill!!"

"Kill!" Not far from the side, he heard Ding Ze's roar, Mickey, who was shooting wildly with a submachine gun, answered with a crazy roar.

"You bastards!" Just then, Pasco Sloan took a Gatlin and rushed out of the room to the balcony outside the room, roaring and pulling the trigger.

Swhwhwhw!

Gatlin spewed out a fire tongue, and countless bullets swayed and flew in.

In an instant, more than a dozen of Ding Ze's men were hit by bullets, forced to fall down, and withdrew from the battle ahead of schedule!

Ding Ze saw it and ignored it.

It's not because he is really so cold-blooded, but that sacrifice is inevitable in this kind of action.

The next moment.

Ding Ze raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

100% hit rate!

The bullet was fired, and Pasko Sloan fell to the ground.

"Boss!!!"

"Boss!!!"

In an instant, many of Pasco Sloan's men saw Pasco Sloan's fall and roared anxiously.

"Continue to kill!! Don't stay one!!!" Solving Pasco Sloan, Ding Ze roared again.

The roar came out.

The fact that Pasco Sloan just failed on the stage did boost a lot of confidence to Ding Ze's men.

In a flash.

The group of men brought by Ding Ze rushed more fiercely, as if it were a rain of bullets, and this endless explosion was not a matter at all.

In the face of such a crazy offensive, the black people under Pasco Sloan instinctively felt fear.

At this moment.

In this villa.

It seems that there is a drama of Black Sheep VS Big Grey Wolf!

Ding Ze is still moving.

Bang, bang, bang!

Ding Ze is crazy. As long as he sees a black man, as long as the black man is not out of range, it will be solved with one shot.

That's it...

Less than two minutes.

Not only did the rest of the black people notice Ding Ze's accuracy, but Ding Ze's men also realized it in disbelief...

"What an accurate shooting!"

"One shot, one!"

"Awesome!"

Ding Ze is still moving forward.

At this time.

Ding Ze and his group have successfully attacked the mansion in the villa.

As Ding Ze walked, he changed a magazine.

He has no idea how many black people he has killed.

Mickey, who is excited, probably knows... Because Ding Ze changed the magazine twice, and there were 17 bullets in each magazine...

Thirty-four bullets, thirty-four people...

Thinking of this number, Mickey suddenly instinctively wanted to stay away from Ding Ze!

There's nothing we can do! This woman is terrible!

It's just like a god of death!

Not much time.

Ding Ze and his group successfully rushed into the mansion of the villa and killed!

About dozens of seconds later.

Ding Ze replaced the magazine again, stepped on the stairs, and went all the way up under the cover of his hands.

It's almost half a minute.

The gunfire in the villa quickly weakened, and in just ten seconds, it disappeared completely.

So far.

Pasko Sloan's people were basically killed, and only a small part of them were left. I don't know where they were hidden and tightly.

Ding Ze just walked into Pasco Sloan's bedroom and took a look at the time.

Five minutes, one minute left.

Time is tight.

"Go and bring me Pasco's head!" Ding Ze was ready to withdraw, and he ordered that he would leave after that.

Just at this moment.

Under the luxury bed, there was a strange sound.

Ding Ze heard it, stopped under his feet, and immediately waved, signaling several subordinates to check the bottom of the bed.

After a while.

Without any cover, Amanda's face was full of panic, and her face was full of tears. She screamed and was pulled out and appeared in Ding Ze's vision.

Ding Ze saw it.

What to say or not, this Amanda is really attractive.

Unfortunately, it's really noisy.

The noise made him a little too big.

So Ding Ze raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

Bang.

Amanda was hit in the head.

It's finally quiet.

"Withdraw!" Ding Ze did not delay, shouted and walked out quickly.

Watching Ding Ze kill such a beauty as Amanda like this, Qi Qi couldn't help but feel a pity. He was stunned and just moved away.

Five minutes to arrive.

Ding Ze and a group rushed to the gate of the villa.

——

At the same time.

"Action! Action!"

Not long ago, hundreds of law enforcement officers arrived here at full speed. After receiving the order, they all brushed off the car and pointed their guns at Ding Ze's group at the gate of the villa. Someone shouted.

"Policeman! Don't move!"

"FBI, let me see your hands!"

Roars sounded one after another.

With these roars, Ma Hong, who firmly believed that Ding Ze must have prepared for this, quietly retreated. This is not afraid, this is called strategy.

Ma Hong's approach is very wise.

Seeing so many law enforcement officers suddenly rushing out and still roaring, Ding Ze had no ink. He immediately took people to the courtyard wall on both sides of the gate, and then laughed and roared back, "You have a minute to get out of here!" Otherwise, they will all die here!!!"

Hear the sound.

Many law enforcement officers were really panicked. They didn't think the roarer was joking at all: "!!!!"

Even more so, Ma Hong!

Ma Hong recognized that this was Ding Ze's voice and was very sure. If he didn't withdraw, something bad would definitely happen in a minute. However, he couldn't figure out what Ding Ze was preparing for a moment!

Ma Hong wants to withdraw... It's not because I'm afraid, but it's not worth it...

However, Ma Hong has no right to speak here.

The person in charge has issued another order and decided to stick to the action.

"Last warning! Put down the gun! Surrender obediently!" In the face of Ding Ze's threat, the person in charge roared again.

Ding Ze heard it and was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Of course, it is impossible to put down the gun.

For a moment, the two sides confronted each other like this.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Silently.

The whole of Miami is cold and dark.

The darkness came unexpectedly, and all the law enforcement officers immediately smeared their eyes.

At the same time.

Three things happened.

First, Ding Ze and a group of people put on night vision goggles.

Second, in the port not too far away, several helicopters took off from several cargo ships and flew at full speed towards Ding Ze and others.

Third, Ding Ze took out his mobile phone and called Ryan Baker.

If possible, Ding Ze doesn't want to really kill the law enforcement officers outside.

The reason is very simple.

There are too many law enforcement officers outside. If it is a big kill, it will be almost impossible for them to stay in Miami, and this is not the result he wants.

The phone will be connected soon.

"Director Baker, are you outside Pasco's villa?" Ding Ze asked.

Ryan Baker was a little silent, "...no, I'm not mixed up with that side."

"Who is your general manager?" Ding Ze asked.

"...Mayor."

"Help me call the mayor and ask him to transfer him immediately. Otherwise, I will kill everyone outside first and then kill him! Then, at worst, leave Miami," Ding Ze said without talking nonsense.

Ryan Baker was silent for a moment, and his forehead was blue. "Okay, I'll tell him."

Hang up the phone.

Ryan Baker believed that Ding Ze would really do what he said and didn't dare to delay. He immediately called the mayor and relayed Ding Ze's words.

There was a sudden power outage in Miami, and the law enforcement officers outside Pascau's villa were basically in a dark state, except for a little light given by the car lights...

The development of the situation is completely out of control, and the mayor was hesitant to let the law enforcement officers outside the villa retreat... Now, after listening to Ryan Baker's retelling, I realized that I was in great danger...

Go on!

Retreat! Retreat!

Miami is an extremely prosperous international metropolis. As the mayor of the city, Brady Martin does not want to joke about his life for a group of criminals...

The order was quickly conveyed.

Outside Pasco's villa, the person in charge of the encirclement and suppression operation received the order. Because he was actually aware of the power outage, it was likely to cause them all to die here, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and ordered a retreat without hesitation.

At this time.

The roar of the propellers of several helicopters has spread from the dark mid-air.

Hearing the roar, I vaguely saw that it was definitely not a helicopter sent by the law enforcement department...

Most of the law enforcement officers, including Ma Hong, were relieved. Without saying a word, they got on the bus and withdrew!

Just a little salary!

What the hell, fight for nothing!

What's more!

There are so many gangsters in Miami, and they can't be caught or killed at all!

What are you doing so hard? It's meaningless!

Withdrawal!

*********

The law enforcement officers withdrew quickly.

Ding Ze's group of people also moved quickly leaving the villa and running to the roadside car.

The group of law enforcement officers did not move their cars, which saved them a lot of trouble.

In a blink of an eye.

The convoy went on the road and scattered to the evacuation point.

At the same time.

Distributed in all directions in Miami, the veterans who finished the mission were also rapidly withdrawing.

The darkness brought by the power outage provides excellent cover for the veterans.

Under this cover, motorcycles flew on the roads of Miami in the rainstorm.

Naturally, the mayor made such a big battle. Although he compromised on Ding Ze's side, he did not compromise in other positions.

Therefore.

Sporadic gunshots are still ringing, and both veterans and law enforcement officers are falling down.

These five minutes suddenly became very long.

Finally.

End in five minutes.

Motorcycles arrived at the port and drove directly on a cargo ship.

Ding Ze's group of people, who were successfully transferred to several trucks and were trucked by trucks, went to the woodland in the suburbs to avoid the limelight for a while. After dawn, they returned to Miami to deal with relevant matters.

As for their absence, will the territory of Pascow Sloan be divided up by other gangs in the next few hours...

It's impossible.

Because there are many corpses in those sites, and a large number of law enforcement officers will need to move in those areas and keep transporting those corpses before dawn.

Other gangs didn't have a chance to do it.

However.

Inevitably, some of Pascau-Sloan's illegal estate will definitely be confiscated by law enforcement officers... Among other things, not to mention cash, the scale will not be small. Various law enforcement departments in Miami, this wave has made a lot of money...

However, Ding Ze is rich and doesn't care about this loss.

In the car.

News came from the cargo ship. Because the storm was still very fierce, the cargo ship could not sail for the time being, and it had to wait for the power of the storm to weaken slightly.

Abruch informed Ding Ze of the news.

Ding Ze was silent for a while, "Let them pay close attention to the movement of the law enforcement department. If those bastards refuse to give up, they don't have to worry about it and go to war directly!"

A pause.

Ding Ze said again, "We are also ready to kill back."

Abruch was a little speechless and understood the reason why Ding Ze made this decision...

If those veterans are all finished, Dongfeng Security will be finished. It is impossible to recruit veterans other than crazy people in the future. No matter how much money you spend, I'm afraid there will be no chance... After all, the first wave of veterans are all dead. Other normal veterans know that they will die if they come, so it's nothing...

Abruc was not sortering, nodded and passed on Ding Ze's instructions.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette. Seeing that Abruc finished speaking, he loosened the walkie-talkie and said, "That mayor is Brady Martin, right?"

When Abruch heard it, his heart sank, and immediately understood what Ding Ze meant, and subconsciously advised, "Boss, I really can't kill him now..."

Ding Ze grinned, and his smile was really cold. "Don't worry, don't kill him. I just want to teach him how to write the word rules."

The words are in my ears.

Abruch, Ron, Mickey, all felt cold in their hearts, and they couldn't help feeling chilling all over.

——

Brady Martin is a very successful and smart politician, otherwise he can't be the mayor of a big city like Miami.

You should know.

Compared with the governors of Florida and other underdeveloped states, the mayor of Miami, an international metropolis, is much more expensive.

Therefore.

In the face of the power outage in the whole city, the escape of Ding Ze's men, and the fact that in a few hours, the sky will be bright, etc. Although there are some regrets that we have not been able to catch many Ding Ze's men, we have not been able to further increase this wave of achievements...

Brady Martin made a decisive decision to give up chasing Ding Ze's men and concentrate all his strength to catch Pascow Sloan's still alive men...

This decision was implemented quickly.

Pasco Sloan's still-alive men were basically scared by Ding Ze's wave. In the face of the arrest of the law enforcement department, only a few people resisted for a while because they would rather die than go to prison. The rest of the people either surrendered obediently or used their energy to escape desperately.

Just a little more than an hour later.

The law enforcement authorities successfully arrested more than 100 of Pasco-Sloan's men!

So far.

The local black gang in Miami has completely collapsed.

Such a result can be described as a complete victory.

Brady Martin was very satisfied, and he personally went outside Pascow Sloan's villa in the rain.

Why do you do this?

Of course, it was because there was no gunfire in the city, and the media moved in a swarm of bees.

As the mayor, Brady Martin will not miss this opportunity to show his face.

It won't be long.

Brady Martin, with the head of the FBI Miami branch, Jack Burt Tuning, the head of the DEA Miami branch, Ryan Baker, the director of the Miami Police Department, the head of the Miami SWAT, stood in front of the camera, bab, blag, brag.

At the same time.

The rest of the ordinary law enforcement officers can only obediently clean up the mess, dispose of the bodies, and most importantly, in the name of 'estamentary', confiscate Pascow-Sloan's legacy...

*******

In the early morning, there was a lot of noise in Miami.

The bosses of the other four gangs didn't rest and were waiting for the result. At this time, when they saw the live news broadcast, they knew that the local black gangs were gone, and Pasco Sloan died like this...

"Black fat man, have a good journey."

"Sloan, you didn't live in vain."

"Let's go to hell and have another game."

"A toast."

Although he used to fight, he was destroyed by an alien gang when he saw such an opponent who had fought for so many years...

The bosses of the other four gangs couldn't help but feel sad.

I'm so sad.

The four bosses tacitly packed up their mood, got busy, and made further preparations... Now, the Ding Ze and Abruc family have shown terrible strength. The four bosses don't want to keep up with Pasco Sloan and are dead.

This is the middle of the night.

In the underground world of Miami, the undercurrents are surging and noisy.

——

After four o'clock in the morning.

The storm finally weakened a lot.

A cargo ship and yacht immediately set sail for the high sea.

Mayor Brady Martin had already returned to his mansion to rest after the press conference.

Ding Ze and others also successfully left Miami for a long time, went to the woodland, squinted in the car, and waited for dawn.

Time flies.

It's dawn.

Ding Ze and others got out of the car one after another, simply stretched their muscles and bones, and then set off for Miami.

"John, Ron, can you hold on," Ding Ze asked in the car.

Both Abruzzi and Ron said there was no problem.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you for the final work. Before tonight, you have to take over all the territory of Pasco-Sloan, and then, in the evening, please invite the remaining four gang bosses to have dinner together."

"Okay," Abruch was very proficient in taking over the territory and agreed very simply.

"Take Mickey with you and let him learn... In addition, arrange a few people to stare at Brady Martin. I have to find an opportunity to talk to him.

Ding Ze didn't forget about Brady Martin.

Hear the words.

Abrucci and Ron looked at each other instinctively, and their eyes were helpless.

Abrucchi hesitated for a moment and decided to persuade him, "Boss, he is the mayor of Miami. If we move him, we are likely to be completely ruined."

"Don't worry, I'm measured. I want to talk to him, mainly to make sure that the previous thing will not happen again in the future," Ding Ze said calmly.

Abruc was speechless for a while, and he still didn't persuade him again, "Okay."

Calm down in the car.

Back to the old hotel.

Ding Ze was sleepy, stuffed Pasco Sloan's head into the refrigerator, took a shower, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

After taking a shower, Abruc and others changed their clothes, and then went out to continue their work.

Pascow Sloan's men died, were caught, and a small part of the escape was either hidden or fled Miami overnight...

Abruch took over the work and it went well.

It's noon.

In various sites owned by Pascow-Sloan, including fixed assets, there were the men of the Abruch family.

Finish this matter.

Abruch was not idle. After a simple lunch, he took Ron to visit the boss of the other four gangs in person and wrote an invitation to explain the meaning of the dinner according to Ding Ze's meaning.

Ding Ze's meaning is not complicated.

Ding Ze doesn't want those territory of Pascao Sloan. He plans to sell them all to the other four gangs. As for the price of the other four gangs, let's talk about it when eating.

It's about 3 p.m.

The bosses of the other four gangs received invitations one after another, and then they were a little confused.

The hard-working territory, can you sell it if you change hands?

Or sell it to future competitors?

What is this kind of operation?

What on earth does that mysterious Ding Ze want to do?

(End of this chapter)