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

It didn't even take a few minutes.

The images of Elder Ricky and his six companions appeared on the giant screen, followed by the fact that Elder Ricky and his six companions had just entered the White House, which was then revealed to Ding Ze.

Ding Ze didn't look at Elder Ricky on the screen for long, but instead narrowed his eyes and stared at Snowwell-Milden and his group of five.

Not long ago, he learned from the ordinary members he had captured that the five elders of the [Eternal Life Club] had all arrived in America a few days earlier.

At this moment.

One, two, three, four, five—exactly five, and they all look very old.

Hehe, these five old guys are none other than the five elders of the [Longevity Club]!

Ding Ze laughed, smiled brightly, and then decisively took out his phone to call Eddie Thomas.

"Director Thomas, do you know a congressman named Rick Eresen?" Ding Ze asked directly without beating around the bush as soon as the call connected.

Eddie Thomas was taken aback, then thought for a moment, "I know him, so what?"

"Rick Eresen is an elder of the American branch of the Longevity Club. My men just destroyed one of his buildings. But that's not the point. The point is, a few minutes ago, he led five old men into the White House."

"Based on the information I have received, I believe there is a 90% probability that those five old men are the five elders of the [Longevity Club]."

Ding Ze said this in one breath.

After listening.

Purely instinctive, Eddie Thomas nearly went crazy. "What??? You mean, they're all in the White House right now... Wait, wait!!!"

As he spoke, recalling Ding Ze's madness, Eddie Thomas realized a possibility. Instantly, he was struck dumb, his entire body frozen. "Don't tell me you're planning to attack the White House!!!"

Ding Ze grinned, "Once we capture all six of them, it'll all be over."

Eddie Thomas wasn't stupid; he naturally knew what that meant—it was tantamount to an affirmative answer.

Eddie Thomas nearly exploded. "Are you kidding me?? This is absolutely unacceptable!! If you attack the White House, no one in the world can protect you!!! You'll be dead!!"

Ding Ze smiled.

Yes, attacking the White House is no joke.

That is the highest symbol of power in America.

If he attacks the White House, it would be tantamount to making an enemy of the entire United States.

What happens next? Where can we run to?

“I have to catch all six of them, Chief Thomas. Do you have a better idea?” Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Eddie Thomas's head was buzzing, and he couldn't stop thinking. "Give me some time to think this through, and at the same time, let me figure out exactly where they are right now."

“Okay,” Ding Ze readily agreed, “However, Director Thomas, time is running out, you should understand.”

“Okay,” Eddie Thomas agreed readily, clearly understanding.

call ended.

Eddie Thomas didn't dare waste a moment and immediately sprang into action, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

Is Rick Eriksen an elder of the "Longevity Club"?

This world has truly gone mad!!

Miami, in a high-rise building in downtown Miami.

Ding Ze didn't sit idle either; he immediately called John Abruzzi, Mitch, Mahone, and a series of other responsible persons over.

Given the critical situation, Ma Hong and his team arrived very quickly.

Looking at Ma Hong and the others, Ding Ze exhaled a long puff of smoke, wasted no time, and spoke, "Everyone, the final moment has arrived."

"The six elders of the Longevity Club have been forced to hide in the White House by us."

"If I were them, in this situation, I would immediately organize a team and rush to Miami at all costs to destroy us."

"Today, our life or death depends on today."

"Gentlemen, let's move! On land, sea, and air! Hold the line! Annihilate the enemy!!!"

After listening.

Naturally, Ma Hong and the others were all extremely tense, their expressions incredibly solemn.

Even Mickey was trembling with fear.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Just over two years ago, Mitch Milkovic was just a small-time hoodlum in Chicago's South Side, dreaming of becoming the king of the South Side.

There are tens of thousands of people and countless weapons outside...

Immediately, it is estimated that tens of thousands of troops will attack from the sea, land, and air.

That was terrifying!

Therefore, on his way out, Mickey had to take several deep breaths and quickly light a cigarette to calm himself down.

Seeing Mickey's expression, John Abruzzi smiled, raised his hand and patted Mickey's shoulder, "Mickey, don't be afraid. We're all going to die sooner or later in this line of work."

“…” Mickey was speechless for a moment. “If you can’t speak, then don’t speak.”

“Haha, I was just trying to comfort you. Never mind, I won’t comfort you anymore. While there’s still some time, call your family and say goodbye, or you might not have enough time,” John Abruzzi said with a laugh.

Mickey: "..fxxk off!!"

A few minutes later.

Mickey took out his phone and dialed Mandy's number.

Mandy, Terry, and other Milkovic, despite their improved living conditions, still lived in that slum in Chicago's South Side.

As soon as Mandy saw Mickey's call, she hurriedly pressed the answer button, "Mickey, are you okay?"

They are siblings after all. No matter how many conflicts they had in the past, they put them aside at this moment.

Mickey took a deep drag of his cigarette. "I'm fine for now. Is Terry here?"

“Yes,” Mandy replied, glancing at Terry not far away.

“That will save me the trouble of calling him again. Just call him over and put it on speakerphone,” Mickey said smugly.

Not long after.

Mandy and Terry sat down next to the phone.

"Mickey, you little rascal, when are you coming home?" Mickey is his own son, how could Terry really not care?

Mickey chuckled, "Fxxk you, Terry! I'm calling to tell you guys that I might not be able to come back."

"If I can't go back, my money is... You guys come to Miami after things calm down and take the money."

"If Ding Ze is still alive, he will give you some money. If he doesn't, you can ask him for it."

"Of course, if he's gone too, then it's over."

Hear the words.

Mandy burst into tears, "Mickey, can't you just come back...?"

Terry snapped, "Fxxk you Mickey! You bastard, get the hell back to Chicago!!!"

Mickey suddenly smiled broadly. "Alright, Mandy, Terry, that's all for now. Wait for my good news. Goodbye."

Toot toot~~~

Mickey hung up the phone.

Mandy cried.

Terry too. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 444 Eavesdropping, the Final Battle.

Washington, D.C., the White House.

Ding Ze is right.

Even now, ordinary members of the [Longevity Club] are still being relentlessly hunted down by Ding Ze.

Having just sought refuge in the West Wing of the White House, or to put it more bluntly, having just escaped to the West Wing, Elder Snowwell Milden finally realized his mistake.

Standing too high, detached from the real world, is truly not a good thing.

So, without the hot-tempered elder throwing a tantrum, Snowwell Milden immediately spoke up as soon as he sat down, indicating that he would launch an attack on Miami as soon as possible.

how fast?

It's just past noon now, and there are still about six hours until it gets dark.

"Six hours later, as soon as it got dark, we launched a full-scale attack on Miami by land, sea, and air," Snowwell Milden said.

Six hours... To be honest, considering that Ding Ze had arranged tens of thousands of people to defend Miami... this time was actually very tight.

But there's no other way; we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, the [Eternal Life Club] might really be doomed...

Fortunately.