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

Ding Ze ignored him.

His purpose in contacting Sucre was simple and clear.

He didn't plan to escape with Michael and his gang, but that didn't mean he didn't want them to succeed.

In fact, he really wanted Michael and his gang to go out and cause trouble.

Because of this...

If he seizes the opportunity, he has a good chance of getting his hands on Sera.

That thing, putting everything else aside, has an economic value of several hundred million US dollars!

That's hundreds of millions! We might as well do it.

Moreover, if he had enough strength and resources by then, with Sera's help, he might be able to establish a new 'company'...

Ha ha.

and so.

As for Sucre, he laid the groundwork first. The plan was that after he left, Sucre could take the path he was supposed to take, which was to escape from prison with Michael.

"Stop it," Ding Ze said with a smile. "You can't touch me anyway, so be smart and talk to me nicely."

Sucre choked, fell silent, and glared fiercely at Ding Ze without saying a word.

Ding Ze glanced at it, thought for a moment, and decided not to be too provocative. He then said, "Your cousin Hector has always wanted to sleep with Mary Cruz. You know that."

Sucre knew perfectly well, and through gritted teeth, he said fiercely, "I believe in Marie Cruz!"

“Haha,” Ding Ze was amused. “I just called you an idiot, and you got all worked up. You don’t believe a damn thing. Let me tell you, Hector is about to succeed, in the next few days.”

Geek!

Sucre's body stiffened, his expression changing drastically. "Impossible!!! How the hell did you know?"

“I have someone outside,” Ding Ze lied. “Calm down and think about it yourself. You’re locked up here, while Hector is outside, spending every day by Marie Cruz’s side, taking care of her and making sure she’s comfortable!”

“Marie Cruz’s mother already disliked you, and Marie Cruz herself is a woman with no opinions of her own!”

How long do you think she can hold out?

Ding Ze presented these facts in this way.

Sucre was going crazy, no longer doubting Ding Ze's claim of having someone else, and shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, impossible! Marie Cruz loves me!! She would never accept Hector!"

“If that’s what you want to say, then so be it,” Ding Ze shrugged. “You’ll find out in a few days. When that time comes, come find me, and I’ll teach you what to do. Now, get lost and go call Mary Cruz.”

The word "get lost" is a bit too strong.

But at that moment, Sucre didn't care about that at all. Upon hearing this, he got up and headed straight for the phone booth.

*******

Next to the phone booth.

Abruzzi is on the phone, arranging cars, helicopters, and planes.

Arrangements completed.

"Prepare more manpower, just in case, you know what I mean?" Abruzzi said into the phone.

"Understood, I will arrange it."

pat.

Abruzzi hung up the phone and walked back.

Just take a few steps.

“Abruzzi, someone’s come to visit!” Berrick called from outside the barbed wire.

Abruzzi nodded and walked toward Berwick.

Chapter 22 How's Miami? [4 Updates, Where are my monthly votes?]

Chapter 22 How's Miami? [4 Updates, Where are my monthly tickets?]

Visiting the prison area.

Abruzzi spotted his boss, Philip Farzen, from afar and was somewhat surprised.

Sitting down opposite Farzen, Abruzzi ignored the man next to Farzen and greeted him respectfully.

Far looked Abruzzi up and down, smiled, and turned to his men beside him, saying, "Looks like the rumors were true. This guy has been here too long and he's become completely listless."

Upon hearing this, Abruzzi asked, "What does this mean?"

The subordinate replied, "That means your testicles have been removed, and you're now useless!"

The man who spoke was Abruzzi's subordinate before Abruzzi went to prison.

At this moment, being humiliated to his face by his former subordinate, Abruzzi's expression immediately hardened. "Is that so? If you talk to me like that, I'll kill you, kill your whole family, do you know that?"

The subordinate scoffed, "Things have changed, John. I advise you to watch your mouth."

Far remained silent, and the meaning behind this attitude was already quite clear.

Abruzzi wasn't stupid; he understood that he had been abandoned and his status was gone...

So he thought of Ding Ze, not only that Ding Ze could take him away from here, but also that Ding Ze had invited him...

the fact is.

Before this conversation, he hadn't even considered Ding Ze's invitation. In fact, he was even hesitant about leaving, because Michael knew where Fibonacci was. If he got hold of Fibonacci and then left, he could still live the same life as before...

But now.

He knew there was no going back.

Therefore, people should always look forward.

Abruzzi's mind raced. He ignored the subordinate and looked at Farzen. "You came to see me. What do you want to say?"

Far had noticed the change in Abruchi's attitude and was a little stunned, not understanding what was going on. After a moment's thought, he decided to ignore it for the time being and, with a cold face, stated his purpose, "There is a prisoner in the prison who knows Fibonacci's whereabouts. Why have you still got no results after so many days?"

"Do you feel like you're already locked up here, and you have nothing left to lose?"

As soon as these words came out.

hum.

Abruzzi's face visibly darkened, and he was about to lose his temper, but then he realized that he couldn't protect his family for the time being, and that the consequences of losing his temper would be severe, so he forced himself to hold back and pretended to be cowardly, saying, "Philip, what are you saying?"

"I've been working hard to find Fibonacci's whereabouts lately, and I'm almost there."

There are reasons why there has been no result yet.

"You probably don't know, but we've been locked up twice these past few days, so I haven't had a chance to do anything."

“I have no interest in your explanation,” Farzon said, glaring at Abruzzi. “Tell me, when are you going to find out where Fibonacci is?”

Abruzzi thought for a moment, "A week, there will definitely be results within a week!"

This was an answer that Far could accept.

But even though he accepted it, he still threatened, "One week! If you still can't satisfy me by then, you should know the consequences."

“I know, I know,” Abruzzi nodded repeatedly.

Farzeng then put away the fierce look on his face and smiled, "Alright, then, I think you must miss your children since you haven't seen them for so long. I've brought them here so you can meet them."

After saying that, Far turned around and waved to the entrance of the prison area.

The prison guards at the entrance immediately moved to let Abruzzi's two children in.

Not long after.

Upon seeing his son and daughter in person, Abruzzi felt a chill, though he was overjoyed.

This level of threat is anything but subtle; it's practically out in the open.

Faced with this threat.

As Abruzzi laughed and talked to his son and daughter, he secretly conceived the idea of ​​killing Farzen and his gang.

“Dad, we’re going to Uncle Philip’s house for a few days tomorrow,” Nicole, Abruzzi’s daughter, said happily.

Far had overheard this and laughed in agreement, "We'll have a lot of fun."

Nicole giggled.

at the same time.

The thought of killing Farzen and his gang grew rapidly and intensely in Abruzzi's mind.

-

playground.

Abruzzi pondered for at least half an hour, then walked over to Ding Ze and asked, "I've been thinking about your proposal. What kind of future did you paint for me?"

Ding Ze smiled, and after a moment's thought, he realized why Abruchi had suddenly asked that question, "Fal was just here? Threatened you?"

Abruzzi didn't know whether he should be surprised that Ding Zelianfa had known this before.