Miami.

Mahone is really a very smart man.

In fact, in Ding Ze's opinion, Mahone is much smarter than Michael Schofield... because Mahone does not have those meaningless sympathies, he will take action when it is time to take action without hesitating.

Thinking of that saintly Michael Scofield, Ding Ze couldn't help but smile. He was actually a little curious about how Michael was doing in Fox River Prison.

Of course, it's just curiosity.

It can almost be said that Comrade Michael will play no role in what happens next, so there is no need to bring it up.

Soon, the deal was made and Ma Hong got up and left, planning to meet his ex-wife and son first, and then get back to work immediately.

Coincidentally.

As soon as Ma Hong left, Dembe called.

Raymond Reddington has arrived.

Ding Ze answered the phone, heard where Reddington was, smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

About half an hour later.

Ding Ze and Janet, as well as Reddington and Demby, sat in a seafood restaurant on the coast.

Reddington is a very romantic, or literary man. He turned his head and looked around. There was nothing wrong with him. He started talking in a literary manner.

Ding Ze knew that this guy was like this, so he just waited quietly for Reddington to finish speaking.

After a short while, Reddington finished speaking and got to the point, "Mr. Ding, how can I help you?"

Ding Ze lit a cigarette and smiled, "You should know something about this Changsheng Club."

Reddington tilted his head, smiled, and admitted frankly, "I heard about this club many years ago, but I always thought it was just a rumor until a while ago, when I changed my mind."

"Mr. Ding, if you need, I can help you check it."

Ding Ze shook his head. "Things have already developed to this point. There is no need for an investigation. There is no time for that. Can you tell me what you have heard about this club?"

Reddington didn't rush to reply. He took out a cigar from his pocket, cut it slowly, lit it, and took a puff. "If what I heard is true, this club has existed for at least hundreds of years."

"The club is ruled by a few great elders. There are not many of them, no more than five."

"What I heard about these great elders is that they are just ordinary people on the surface, living in an ordinary world. They may be taxi drivers, restaurant waiters, or small business operators."

"Under the great elder, each country will have an ordinary elder in charge... Only these ordinary elders know what the great elders look like."

"The structure of the entire Changsheng Club is very solid."

Reddington said this, and then he exhaled a puff of smoke, "Mr. Ding, forgive me for saying this, I think you have basically no chance of winning this war."

"Because, as long as those great elders are alive, the Changsheng Club will be able to recover quickly even if it suffers heavy damage... and those great elders are like ghosts."

Ding Ze grinned, "I love looking for ghosts the most, and don't worry, I will find them."

Hear the words.

Seeing Ding Ze speak so confidently, Reddington was a little surprised, so he asked curiously, "How did you do that?"

"God is on my side," Ding Ze smiled back.

Reddington frowned slightly, not quite understanding the specific meaning of this sentence.

Of course, Reddington knew that the God that Ding Ze was talking about was not the real God, but something that actually existed.

"God?" Reddington asked, still very curious.

Ding Ze smiled but said nothing. "Mr. Reddington, let's talk about cooperation."

"You tell me," since Ding Ze was unwilling to answer, Reddington certainly would not ask questions without being tactful. "You have to give me a list of the members of the secret society you belong to, and then you have to inform them that if I survive this time, the secret society must cooperate with me. This is not a choice," Ding Ze said calmly.

Reddington actually had no interest in the secret society, so in the face of Ding Ze's threat, he acted very calmly, "Okay, no problem."

When Ding Ze heard this, he handed over the pen and paper on the table without hesitation.

Reddington put down his cigar and quickly wrote down a list.

This list is quite long, and the people on it are from various countries around the world.

CIA Director Eddie Thomas was also among them... Ding Ze had known this for a long time, so he didn't have any special reaction.

After looking at the list, Ding Ze put the paper away and said, "The second thing is, I need weapons, nuclear weapons."

Reddington: “??????”

Reddington, who had just picked up the cigar, was still surprised and frowned, "What do you want to do?"

Ding Ze smiled brightly and exhaled a long puff of smoke, "It's not a big deal if this world continues to be in such chaos."

"In some countries, such as Afghanistan, Iraq, and Iraq, ordinary wars cannot solve the problems."

"We must break it down and then stand up again, what do you think?"

Reddington: “…”

What a lunatic!!!

Reddington was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Dembe, who was standing next to him, was even more stunned. He even had the urge to draw his gun and kill Ding Ze, the scourge.

Of course, Dumby didn't do this, not because he didn't dare, but because he felt he had no chance of winning and didn't want to lose his life in vain.

"You're talking about massacre," Reddington couldn't help but say, "You're crazy."

"Haha," Ding Ze laughed back, "In this world, massacres have been happening all the time for thousands of years. That's how humans are."

“….” Reddington was speechless.

"So, nuclear weapons?" Ding Ze asked again.

Nuclear weapons are actually not that difficult to obtain.

The black market is a great place. As long as you have enough money, many things can be traded.

In fact, nuclear weapons are not expensive. A warhead can be purchased for only a few hundred million US dollars.

Purchasing is not the problem, shipping is the problem.

This is why Ding Ze found Reddington. Reddington flies around the world all year round and has powerful channels, so it is relatively easy for him to transport this thing.

Reddington hesitated.

Although Reddington has killed countless people, he still has a bottom line and did not say anything for a while.

Ding Ze looked at it and probably guessed what Reddington meant. After thinking for a while, he took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, I'm not an inhuman person. Before using this weapon, I will give ordinary people enough time to evacuate."

"I will even arrange a lot of planes to take them to Mexico, Colombia, and Brazil."

"These three countries are very large, and adding hundreds of millions of people in the short term is not a problem."

Reddington: "????"

So, this murderer conquered Mexico and Brazil one after another?
and many more.

Colombia is also in the plan? (End of this chapter)

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