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What is a leader?

This is the boss!

Ding Ze offered him a cigarette, his admiration for the guy growing even stronger.

Abruzzi lit a cigarette, took a drag, and said, "You're in cahoots with that Michael?"

“No,” Ding Ze replied.

“Oh? That’s even more interesting,” Abruzzi laughed. “What do you want?”

“What I want depends on the answer to my question just now,” Ding Ze said.

Abruzzi paused for a moment, then said, "Of course it's my life."

"If you could get out, say, in a few days, but on the condition that you forget about Fibonacci and look forward, could you do that?" Ding Ze asked in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi turned to Ding Ze and fell silent again.

This time, the silence lasted for quite a while.

“Extremely difficult,” Abruzzi replied calmly, withdrawing his gaze. “That traitor caused me to be imprisoned here. Who can forget this grudge?”

Ding Ze was not surprised by this answer.

“You didn’t say it was absolutely impossible, which is a good sign for me,” Ding Ze smiled.

Abruzzi ignored him and asked, "You still haven't told me what you want?"

"A new identity that is real and verifiable."

"What can you give?"

“I’ll take you away,” Ding Ze looked at Abruchi and smiled back, “and then, if you’re willing to serve me, I’ll give you a bright future.”

"O(∩_∩)O~" Abruchi laughed, a hearty laugh as if he'd heard the biggest joke in the world. "You? Give me a bright future? Do you even know who I am?"

Ding Ze still smiled, "I not only know who you are, but I also know your wife Sylvia, your son John II, and your daughter Nicole."

The words came out.

Geek!

Abruzzi shuddered, his face filled with shock, “!!!!!!!!!”

Chapter 11: I'll have to do it myself.

When it comes to family members, Abruzzi is very quick.

Just for a moment.

Abruzzi's right hand gripped Ding Ze's neck. "Are you threatening my family?"

Ding Ze had anticipated this, so he only felt a slight, instinctive panic, and that panic was fleeting.

Ding Ze still smiled, "No."

His neck was being choked, and his voice sounded strange.

At this time.

"Abruzzi!!!" A prison guard outside the barbed wire fence noticed the situation and shouted.

Abruzzi didn't let go immediately. Instead, he turned and glanced at the prison guard before relenting. "If you dare to hurt my family, I'll chop you into mincemeat."

Ding Ze raised his hand and rubbed his neck, bluffing, "John, what's the point of saying that? If I wanted to, you would have ended up like Quinn just now. How would you have had the chance to chop me into mincemeat?"

“In fact, if I wanted to, everyone here except me would die within a day.”

Since it's just a bluff, let's exaggerate it.

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi's expression became uncertain as he silently assessed the veracity of the statement...

After a short while, considering the deaths of Big, Bowman, and Quinn, Abruzzi concluded that the statement was highly likely to be true.

then.

“What exactly do you want?” Abruzzi asked.

"I've already said, a new identity, as soon as possible."

"I'll get it for you, and you'll take me away?"

Ding Ze nodded without saying a word.

“Okay,” Abruzzi paused for a moment, “when do you need it?”

"The sooner the better."

"OK! I'll make a call right now."

After saying this, Abruzzi got up and walked back towards the phone booth.

Ding Ze didn't move, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

At this moment.

Basically, everything is ready except for the final push.

Once you've acquired the crucial lockpicking skill, you can begin your journey.

As for whether the system will grant him lock-picking skills... he believed it would, since thieves have all the skills, there's no reason they wouldn't have lock-picking skills.

Even if she's really unlucky and doesn't get the lockpicking skill... it's not a big deal. At worst, Abruzzi can arrange for someone to rob Sarah outside the prison and copy the infirmary key...

He's not Michael, who can accept this situation. Besides, he's already released three people... It's just a small robbery, nothing serious.

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telephone booth.

"Immediately arrange for more manpower to protect my family!" Abruzzi said solemnly into the phone.

"Okay, what happened?"

“There’s a new guy here named Ding Ze who knows a lot about my situation and just threatened my family…” Abruchi explained briefly.

"How could such a thing happen?"

Abruzzi didn't respond to that, only saying, "Find out all the details about this Ding Ze for me as soon as possible! The clearer the better! The most important thing is his family!"

"no problem!"

pat.

The phone hangs up.

Abruzzi turned around and looked at Ding Ze from afar, his eyes filled with anger and fear.

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Outdoor exercise time is over.

The next step, according to the normal procedure, should be to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

However, due to the little incident at noon, Pope made new arrangements for dinner.

The cafeteria will be closed tonight.

Dinner was delivered by a restaurant outside the prison, and the prisoners ate in their own cells, not in the canteen.

therefore.

After leaving the exercise yard, the prisoners were led to the bathroom by a double the number of prison guards.

A group of prison guards watched, but nothing happened. About an hour later, the prisoners returned to their respective cells to prepare for their meal.

Of course, just a few hours ago, Quinn died from eating... Faced with this dinner, even though they already knew that the food was brought in from outside, many prisoners were still terrified and didn't dare to eat it.

Naturally, some prisoners then began to shout.

"Warden, could there still be poison in the food?!"

"Warden, why don't you eat first?"

"Warden..."

Pope was there, and so was Sarah.

The purpose of the two staying here so late was obvious: to check on whether anyone else had been poisoned.

Pope didn't reply.

Standing next to Pope, Berwick roared fiercely, "Shut up, all of you! You're lucky we even have food to eat! Anyone who dares to make a sound will starve tomorrow!!"

Berwick's deterrent effect is still sufficient.

After yelling for a while.

The prisoners' shouts gradually subsided.

Some of the bolder prisoners, steeling their resolve and refusing to believe they were so unlucky, started eating.

One person started it and didn't die.