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

Ding Ze pulled the trigger again, killing a prison guard. Then, he called the head of the staff in Panama, told him his location, and asked the head to detonate a bomb in an open area in the distance to lure the police officers there.

Without hesitation, the captain pressed the detonator.

Boom! A fairly large explosion occurred in Panama City.

The police were thrown into disarray.

Ding Ze lit a cigarette and then began sniping at the prison guards.

After taking down five more prison guards in one go, Ding Ze put away his gun and left.

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Sona Prison.

In the blink of an eye.

Having seized more than a dozen guns, the prisoners clearly gained the upper hand in the riot and stormed out of the prison in a large force.

Whistler quietly followed behind the group, rushing out with a pistol in his hand.

Seeing so many deaths at once was too much for Michael to bear. He stood there dumbfounded in a corner, trembling with anger.

T-bag, of course, didn't sit idle. He got his hands on a submachine gun and joined the group rushing out.

Even the prison chief, Lezio, was the same.

Freedom is just around the corner!

With such a huge advantage, if we don't give it our all now, when will we ever have another chance?

Soon.

The once crowded and noisy Sona prison was now empty except for Michael and a dozen other cowards who hadn't dared to take the opportunity to escape.

next second.

The remaining prison staff mobilized, arriving in military pickup trucks to the open area outside the prison, where they engaged in a fierce gun battle with the prisoners.

Thump thump thump thump~~~

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

Gunfire erupted, and smoke filled the air.

In an instant.

On both the prison guards' and prisoners' sides, people kept falling down.

Of course, more prisoners fell.

But it doesn't matter.

The prisoners outnumbered the prisoners; if a few dozen died, it was nothing.

soon.

Seeing that he was about to break out, Whistler stopped hesitating, displayed his professionalism, and fired his gun with great skill, eliminating several prison guards.

T-bag clearly saw this scene and gave a cold smile.

Bang bang bang!

Finally, almost all the prison guards died.

"Charge!!" Whistler roared, speeding toward a military pickup truck, ready to drive away.

Just then, T-bag, quick as a flash, rushed to Whistler's side, shouting, "Let's go together!"

Whistler didn't want to take T-bag with him, but at this moment, time was of the essence, and there was no time to waste.

Whistler didn't dare to hesitate. Without saying a word, he slammed on the gas pedal and sped toward the prison gate.

The remaining prisoners who were still alive didn't sit still either; they all rushed onto the vehicle and sped away.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Whistler drove the car completely out of the Sonner prison area.

Just at this time.

Buzz, buzz.

Several military helicopters appeared high in the distance, clearly flying towards this direction at full speed.

Whistler looked up and his expression changed drastically; he wished he could stomp his foot into the fuel tank!

Things have developed to this point.

Of course, no matter what, we have to give it our all and try our best to escape. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 224 Panama in Full Swing

As a company employee, Whistler had combat experience.

As the military helicopter drew closer, Whistler reacted swiftly, jerking the steering wheel and driving the car off the main road into the woods beside the road.

There were almost no paths in the woods.

The SUV was forced to stop after traveling only a short distance.

Whistler didn't hesitate or pay any attention to T-bag; he immediately got out of the car and ran away as fast as he could.

T-bag wasn't stupid; he jumped out of the car almost simultaneously and chased after Whistler.

"What the hell are you following me for?" Whistler yelled, exasperated, realizing T-bag had caught up.

T-bag grinned smugly, "Following you is the only way I have a chance of escaping!"

T-Bag was incredibly shrewd; gripping his submachine gun, he was ready to take Whistler out the moment he showed any signs of misbehaving.

Whistler did want to take down that scumbag T-bag, but unfortunately, he was armed with a pistol and was outrunning T-bag, putting him at a disadvantage and making a hasty move.

There was nothing Whistler could do but endure it, no matter how unhappy he was.

The two continued their frantic sprint, one after the other.

Just then, rat-a-tat-tat-tat!

The military helicopter in mid-air spewed flames as countless bullets rained down on the trees, crackling and popping in a terrifying display.

Bullets whizzed past him, and Whistler felt a chill run down his spine. He moved swiftly, no longer daring to run, and quickly dodged to hide behind a large tree.

The same applies to T-bags.

at the same time.

The prisoners who escaped from Sona prison and fled in all directions were met with a barrage of bullets.

Then, most of the prisoners were stupid.

Many prisoners were riddled with bullets on the spot, the scene was horrific.

the other side.

Gretchen, who was rushing towards Sona prison with a dozen or so men at full speed, looked up and saw helicopters firing wildly down in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

next second.

Because there was absolutely no idea whether Whistler had escaped, and if he had, where he had gone, or whether he was still alive—these were incredibly frustrating questions…

Gretchen thought of Ding Ze and quickly took out her phone to call him.

Ding Ze didn't approach the Sona prison. He had just arrived on the hotel rooftop, where he was using binoculars to admire the military helicopters when his phone rang. He immediately answered it, smiling and saying, "Hello."

Gretchen was frantic with worry, and hearing Ding Ze's nonchalant attitude, she was furious. "Mr. Ding, do you know what the situation is? What's your plan?"

plan?

No plan.

Will Whistler take the opportunity to escape?

Probably.

Will Whistler die?

possible.

But it doesn't matter.

Because Michael definitely wouldn't escape. After all, that's just Michael's personality; he wouldn't risk his life without sufficient preparation and a well-thought-out plan.

So, as long as Michael doesn't die, that's fine.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this matter to escalate so much," Ding Ze said with a smile, his tone devoid of any apology.

Gretchen was furious. "Are you kidding me? Whistler might be dead..."

The words were cut short before they could be finished.

Gretchen realized a very crucial problem, or rather, suddenly understood something very important.

next moment.

Gretchen felt a chill run down her spine and asked incredulously, "Ding Ze, to you, does it make no difference whether Whistler lives or dies?"