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

Naturally, the prison guards in the guard post saw it.

Immediately, the prison guards widened their eyes instinctively, trying to see clearly what was going on with Michael and his four companions…

There was no way around it; Michael and the other four were covered in feces and urine, and their prison uniforms were almost unrecognizable!

A few seconds later.

Michael and the other four got into the car.

The prison guards finally realized that Michael and his four companions were prisoners, and immediately turned on their walkie-talkies and shouted, "Prisoners have escaped! Prisoners have escaped! Northeast corner!! Hurry! Hurry!"

at the same time.

Ding Ze swerved the steering wheel, turned the car around, and drove towards where the helicopter was parked. "There are clothes on the ground. You all better take your clothes off. They stink!"

The words had barely left their mouths when

The alarm bells blared at Fox River Jail.

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze decisively picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered his men in the two cars behind, "Move out!"

The men didn't dare to dawdle; they quickly opened the back door and frantically threw nails onto the road.

In the blink of an eye.

The ground behind Ding Ze and the others was almost entirely covered with iron nails.

With these nails, it won't be easy for the prison guards to catch up.

As for the police officers who will be coming... that's not a problem.

After all, they only had five miles to walk, and it would take time for the police to receive the call and be dispatched.

It didn't take too long.

all the best.

Ding Ze and his group successfully reached the helicopter.

"Get out of the car!" Ding Ze shouted, and he and Mickey opened the car door first, got out of the car and walked towards the helicopter.

Michael and his five companions had just spotted the helicopter and were all puzzled.

However puzzled as they were, the situation was critical, so the five of them quickly got out of the car and followed Ding Ze and the other two.

Once aboard the helicopter, Michael spoke, frowning as he asked Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, a helicopter can't get us very far."

Ding Ze, sitting in the driver's seat, was operating the dashboard when he replied, "If you keep talking nonsense, you're even closer to getting away."

Ding Ze replied to Michael bluntly, then picked up the walkie-talkie and called to his men, "Proceed according to plan. See you in Miami."

"Good boss."

After a while.

Three helicopters took off one after another and flew in three different directions.

It flew for about ten minutes.

Arrived at the destination.

Ding Ze landed the helicopter smoothly, then immediately got off and called Mickey, Michael, and the other four to follow.

at the same time.

A middle-aged man from a nearby van quickly ran over.

The middle-aged man was sent by the helicopter provider and would be responsible for flying the helicopter away.

"Boss, have a safe trip," the middle-aged man greeted Ding Ze with a smile as he ran up to him.

“You too,” Ding Ze replied, leading Mickey, Michael, and the other two to the van.

The helicopter's engine was never turned off.

The middle-aged man sat in the driver's seat, immediately took off, and flew the helicopter into the distance.

Ding Ze and his group got into the van.

“I think you guys really need to take a shower,” Ding Ze said with a smile as he started the car, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said this.

Michael wasn't in the mood to laugh. She had already realized that Ding Ze probably had other plans, and her brows furrowed deeply. "Where are you planning to take us?"

Ding Ze didn't hide anything and replied directly, "Oswig."

Michael was utterly shocked; he genuinely couldn't understand how Ding Ze even knew about Oswig.

But after a moment's thought, Michael didn't ask that question. Instead, he asked another one: "Why? With your abilities, you could easily send us abroad."

"The question is, why should I send you abroad? If I send you abroad, you won't be of any use to me anymore," Ding Ze said with a nonchalant air.

Hear the words.

Michael raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

Benjamin Franklin had figured it out not long ago; the person driving at that moment was Ding Ze. Therefore, even though he didn't know how Ding Ze's appearance had changed, he still didn't dare to speak.

T-bag figured it out too, and dared to speak up, saying, "Mr. Ding, your business seems to be very large. I'm actually quite capable, and I'd like to develop my business with you. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze chuckled. "T-bag, I think instead of worrying about this, you should think about what you should do."

“I don’t know how you managed to get on this ship and come out with us. But I do know that Michael can’t wait to send you back.”

T-bag grinned wickedly, "I know that, but it's okay. I'm a very stubborn person. It won't be that easy for that pretty boy to send me back."

Ding Ze found it very interesting.

Will Michael and his three friends take action against T-Bag?

It's likely.

At least Michael and Lincoln would.

So, what happens next?

How will the T-bag resist?

Ding Ze was very excited, "Great, no wonder it's T-bag."

Upon hearing this, T-bag opened her mouth, wanting to ask again about her relationship with Ding Ze...

At this moment, Lincoln spoke, asking Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, what exactly are you plotting? Can you explain?"

“No, and it’s not necessary,” Ding Ze replied crisply. “We each have our own paths to walk. Just follow your own paths. In fact, if you do, remember my number. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can call me, and I will decide whether to help you or not depending on the situation.”

"Of course, you can also choose to get off now and escape on your own. I won't stop you."

Lincoln remained silent, looking at Michael.

Michael rubbed his forehead again and said to Lincoln, "We need to go to Oswigor."

Lincoln understood, glanced at Ding Ze with a complicated expression, and remained silent.

At this time.

After hesitating for a long time, Sucre finally couldn't hold back and asked Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, you said you would help me deal with Hector, and he's perfectly fine. He even stole Mary Cruz!"

Hear this.

"Uh..." Ding Ze paused for a moment, genuinely feeling ashamed. "Damn it, I feel like I've forgotten something... I'm so sorry, I've been too busy, I really forgot..."

Sucre: "???????"

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Chapter 92 Farewell, Best of Luck

About seven or eight minutes ago.

The main gate of Fox River Prison.

Warden Pope nearly went insane; his old face was twisted into a hideous grimace, and his expression was utterly gloomy!

"We must catch them! At all costs!"

"If we need to take them out, then let's take them out!"

"Now, go after them!"

The words came out.

Miso miso miso.

A group of prison guards and police officers who had come to provide support got into the car and sped off in the direction Michael and his gang had fled.

result.

It didn't take too long.

Pffffffffffffffffft.

The tires of the first few cars were unsurprisingly full of nails, forcing them to stop. Two of the cars narrowly escaped overturning.

In the blink of an eye, the convoy was forced to stop.

Just at this time.