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

Ding Ze remained silent, opened the bag at his feet, took out a submachine gun and grenades, and equipped himself.

Mickey, sitting in the back, was completely bewildered: "??????"

Why is Abruzzi here too?

What's going on?

I fucking don't understand this at all.

-

In the darkness before dawn.

A rare quiet street in New York City.

A dozen or so trucks sped towards the port.

Early risers, people who had just finished their night shifts, taxi drivers, and all sorts of other people saw this scene and were puzzled, not understanding what had happened.

However, it was just a question, and no one thought much of it.

After all, this is New York, where strange things happen all year round.

Time passes slowly.

The truck convoy left the bustling city center, and the surrounding area gradually became quiet and deserted.

About half an hour later.

The surroundings suddenly felt much more spacious.

Sudden.

One, two, three... more and more large black SUVs silently drove onto the road and followed the truck convoy.

One of the truck drivers noticed the situation behind him through his rearview mirror and immediately felt a chill, realizing they were being watched. He quickly picked up his walkie-talkie to contact Ron.

"Oh!"

Gunshots rang out suddenly. The man in the passenger seat decisively drew his gun and killed the truck driver. Then, he immediately leaned over, opened the driver's side door, pushed the truck driver out, moved to the driver's seat, and took control of the truck.

next second.

The man picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a tone that was both cold and excited, "Go!"

at the same time.

The twenty or so black SUVs following the truck convoy all sped up and drove toward several of the trucks in the convoy whose drivers were not involved in the double-cross.

Gunshots rang out from the other trucks.

Bang bang bang!

In a blink of an eye.

These controlled trucks broke away from the convoy and drove off in another direction.

-

Not too far behind.

I witnessed this scene firsthand.

Ding Ze sighed.

It happened just as expected.

"Action!!" Ding Ze picked up the walkie-talkie and said coldly.

Immediately.

More than thirty cars accelerated, and in several of them, a person holding an RPG stood up abruptly and leaned out of the car window.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Shells were fired one after another, heading straight for the black SUVs!

Beng! beng! beng!

In an instant, accompanied by a huge explosion, several black SUVs were blown away!

This scene is truly a feast for the eyes!

Ding Ze wasn't idle either. He picked up his submachine gun, leaned out of the car window, and pulled the trigger, unleashing a furious barrage of fire!

Ron was the same.

Mickey was startled and hesitated for a second, but then, for some reason, he perked up and became excited, and did as he was told!

that's it.

It happened so fast that gunfire and explosions followed incessantly.

The people in the black SUV never expected this to happen and were naturally caught off guard.

In this one wave alone, more than twenty people were killed.

Those traitors who drove away in the trucks were completely caught off guard by Ding Ze's arrangement. They panicked and despaired, flooring the accelerator in an attempt to escape.

Unfortunately, a truck is still a truck; it can't compete with a car in terms of speed and agility.

In no time.

The trucks carrying the mole were caught up by dozens of cars, and their cabs were subjected to intense gunfire.

chug chug!

at the same time.

The people inside those black SUVs started to resist.

One by one, the local New York Scorsese family's henchmen angrily leaned out of the car windows, most of them holding pistols, while only a few were carrying submachine guns, firing wildly at Ding Ze and his gang.

Ding Ze saw...

You little punks, with so little stuff, you dare to steal my treasure?

As the saying goes, success depends on fate, but planning depends on man!

To prepare for this event, he made ample preparations, having Abruzzi spend a fortune to secretly bring men to New York and purchase a large quantity of weapons…

now.

Ample preparations yielded satisfactory results.

He really couldn't help but laugh.

Ding Ze laughed heartily.

Thump thump thump thump.

Bang bang bang!

They had a numerical advantage, superior firepower, and the element of surprise…

How do we fight these men sent by the Skrtel family?

Less than three minutes.

Nearly half of the Skruse family's men were killed or wounded!

The remaining people were truly frightened and dared not continue. If they did, they would all die here!

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!!!"

An urgent shout came through the walkie-talkie.

Immediately afterwards.

The black SUVs that were still able to move all sped off in different directions.

See this.

"Don't chase! Go to the port," Ding Ze immediately ordered.

At this moment.

Of the trucks controlled by the mole, only one is still on the run.

More than a minute later.

Unsurprisingly, the truck was successfully intercepted.

Of course, the mole was thoroughly exposed.

"Head straight to the port!" Ding Ze received the message immediately and gave the order without hesitation.

at this time.

They were only a few miles from the port.

It's only a few miles away.

It will be here in a moment.

Yesterday afternoon, Ron spent 20 million to complete the necessary procedures for entering the port, and also spent 10 million to book a cargo ship.

therefore.