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

Gilbert didn't dare to think any further and quickly smiled at Ding Ze, saying in a gentle tone, "Mr. Ding, there's no need for that. We're just talking."

Ding Ze smiled and said, "Our cooperation is mutually beneficial and equal. Neither of us is in a higher position than the other. Only on this basis can we continue our discussion. What do you think?"

Gilbert nodded. "That's true."

that's it.

The conversation finally proceeded at a normal pace.

The Cali Group was thus spared destruction in the near future.

The details of the cooperation have been discussed.

Then came the part of the protection that Gilbert wanted most.

DEA Director Stephen Wilson was very direct with Gilbert, saying, "The DEA has known about you for a long time and has been keeping an eye on you, but we haven't put dealing with you on our agenda yet."

"DEA's current target is Pablo Escobar."

“Now, you are withdrawing from the retail business completely, your people are leaving America, and you are no longer committing so many flour-related crimes in America. Our DEA’s focus will immediately shift to the Guadalajara Group.”

"After that, as long as you don't take the initiative to cause any major incidents, the DEA will not come to Colombia again until the Guadalajara Group is destroyed."

"This is my promise to you on behalf of DEA."

"Here, I must emphasize that if you continue to attract too much attention as before, leading to higher levels of the U.S. government issuing direct orders to the DEA, then we will still have to take action."

Stephen Wilson launched into a speech.

Gilbert listened and silently let out a long sigh of relief.

This level of guarantee is basically sufficient.

Gilbert laughed and asked, "Mr. Wilson, what if you get promoted?"

Stephen Wilson looked at Ding Ze and said, "Mr. Ding is young. Mr. Ding is not dead. Even if the DEA has changed its personnel, the promise is still valid."

"If Mr. Ding dies, then there's no point in saying anything more."

This is the truth.

“Okay!” Gilbert nodded and replied with a smile.

Ding Ze chuckled, "Director Wilson, don't curse me, I'm planning to live to be a hundred."

Stephen Wilson shook his head helplessly. "Someone like you might really live to be a hundred. After all, even hell probably wouldn't dare to take you."

That's a really good point.

Ding Ze smiled happily.

Time flies.

The conversation was drawing to a close.

We've covered most of the important points, except for one thing: payment.

“Felix, you talk to Gilbert,” Ding Ze said, turning a blind eye to Felix’s comments. “I’ll take Chief Wilson back.”

Felix had already prepared for this, and immediately perked up, "Okay."

Ding Ze, Mickey, and Stephen Wilson left.

Felix and the others remained in Gilbert's office to continue their conversation.

They talked for a long time.

Felix eventually managed to negotiate a payment method.

of course.

Felix lacked the imposing presence that Ding Ze possessed when facing Gilbert and his group of four, making the negotiation process far from easy.

But in any case, an agreement was eventually reached.

Felix then took Amado and Isabella and left.

In the huge office;

Only Gilbert and three others remained.

Gilbert breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head with a smile, looked at Chip and Miguel, and said, "That's settled then. Overall, it's a good deal."

Of the two brothers, Gilbert was in charge of the brains, while Miguel was much weaker in this aspect. Upon hearing this, he immediately asked, "What's so good about it? We didn't manage to secure a single one of the benefits we planned."

Gilbert knew Miguel well and had anticipated that Miguel would say this, so he shook his head again, "Extra benefits are naturally best if they exist, but if they don't, then so be it."

“Miguel, you really didn’t realize that Ding Ze had other ideas before, and he probably wanted to take action against the Cali Group.”

Therefore, Gilbert was indeed intelligent.

Miguel, on the other hand, was much dumber. "Fight? Are we afraid of him?"

Chip was even more foolish: "Gilbert, you're being too cautious. This is our Cali, what can he do?"

Gilbert really didn't want to explain this, but he had to: "He can mobilize a lot of men! He can very likely also get the CIA and DEA to send reinforcements!"

"The CIA and DEA directors are here. Do you really think they have no ulterior motives?"

"If this deal succeeds, both the CIA and the DEA will benefit greatly. They don't want the deal to fail. To ensure the deal's success, if we don't agree, they will definitely destroy us!"

"Kali is our Kali, that's true, but in the end, Kali will also be our grave!"

"They could easily trap us in Cali and slowly kill us all!!!"

"That's the outcome you want?"

Gilbert became more and more excited as he spoke.

Chip may be stupid, but he's not stupid enough to not understand human speech. After listening, he was very annoyed and yelled, "Fxxk!"

Gilbert sighed.

At this moment, Pachu spoke up, "Overall, this is indeed a good thing. We've all survived, and we'll live well. That's all."

***********************

After dropping off DEA Director Stephen Wilson at the airport, Ding Ze booked a flight back to Miami.

My plane ticket is for tomorrow morning.

The purposes of this trip to Mexico and Colombia have all been achieved, so there's no point in staying in this godforsaken place any longer.

Miami is still the best.

After working so hard for so long, he really missed Miami and wanted to go back to rest and have some fun.

On the way back to the hotel.

“Mickey, I’m leaving tomorrow. You and Amado and the others can do whatever you want, and then we’ll go back to Mexico together,” Ding Zechong said to Mickey.

Mickey nodded. "Okay."

Ding Ze smiled and asked, "Are you sure you'll be alright staying there alone?"

Mickey smiled smugly, "What problem could there be? Don't worry, I guarantee there won't be any problems."

"That's good. Take this opportunity to grow and improve," Ding Ze said.

"Ah."

Back to the hotel.

night.

We all had dinner together.

finished eating.

Ding Ze beckoned to Felix for a private talk.

Now that the road has been paved, the foundation is in place...

Ding Ze was certain that Felix would become incredibly arrogant and start causing trouble soon, so he had to say something.

“Felix, I’ve done everything I told you when I approached you,” Ding Ze said calmly, lighting a cigarette. “My remaining 20% ​​will be secure, right?”

Felix was a smart man and knew that Ding Ze was threatening him. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Ding, don't worry, I guarantee there won't be any problems."

“That’s good,” Ding Ze said with a smile. “I actually hate traveling around. As long as I get what I deserve, I won’t go to Mexico again unless there’s something wrong.”

"You single-handedly built the Guadalajara Group; manage it well, don't overthink it, and learn to relax."

Felix didn't like hearing this, but he still nodded in agreement, "Mr. Ding is too modest. With so much going on these past few days, I don't think I could have accomplished it without you."

The two talked for a while.

The conversation is over.

Done.

Ding Ze strolled out.

Now that I'm in Colombia and leaving tomorrow, how can I not have some fun with the beauties?

Ding Ze found the biggest bar.

Without much effort, he casually spent a few hundred thousand US dollars, brought five beautiful women who suited his taste, left the bar, and returned to the hotel.