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

Chapter 64 Nationwide Turmoil (Revised)

[You have successfully released Grus. Reward: Chokehold (Beginner).]

[You have successfully released Witton. Reward: One Skill Upgrade Ticket.]

[You have successfully released Oni. Reward: Strength +10 jin.]

In the car.

Three notifications of rewards being credited to Ding Ze's account rang in succession.

Ding Ze kept his eyes closed, not paying much attention.

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On the street outside the parking lot of a motel.

Three helicopters landed one after another, kicking up a fierce cloud of dust.

Amidst the swirling dust, Agent Lan, who had just caught a glimpse of the parking lot from mid-air, immediately jumped off the helicopter and ran towards the parking lot.

The same was true for the other FBI agents on the helicopter.

Not long after.

In the parking lot, corpses, blood, and bullet casings littered the ground, coming into everyone's view.

I saw this scene clearly up close...

In an instant, many people, including Detective Lan, were stunned and stopped abruptly, hardly believing their eyes...

So many FBI agents, all dead?!

How could such a thing possibly happen?

"Holly shit!!!" After a few seconds of shock, someone couldn't help but exclaim.

The sound snapped Detective Lan back to reality. She instinctively took a deep breath, managing to calm herself somewhat. "Quick!!! Check if anyone's still alive!!!"

The words came out.

The crowd, some quick and some slow, began to move with heavy steps.

soon.

The dying Ma Hong was discovered by Detective Lan. "Ma Hong is still alive!! Quick, get him on the helicopter and take him to the hospital, fast!!!"

More than a minute later.

A helicopter carrying Ma Hong flew at full speed to the nearest hospital.

The rest of the people are still checking in the parking lot...

Unfortunately.

There was no second survivor.

Faced with such a horrific reality, Detective Lan couldn't help but shudder...

Other FBI agents didn't react much better.

For a while.

Someone moved their lips and spoke up, "That Ding Ze and John Abruzzi should be classified as terrorists..."

Hear this.

Many FBI agents nodded silently in agreement.

At this time.

Two more helicopters appeared in the sky.

The fastest-reacting media outlets arrived.

Hearing the roar of the helicopter, Agent Lan looked up, sighed, and could already imagine how Chicago, and indeed the entire United States, would be shaken soon...

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[Breaking News: Ding Ze and John Abruzzi, who successfully escaped from Fox River State Penitentiary the night before last, have brutally murdered sixteen FBI agents!!!]

The FBI has officially raised the arrest warrants for Ding Ze and John Abruzzi!

The bounty for Ding Ze has been increased to two million US dollars, dead or alive!!

The bounty for John Abruzzi has been increased to one million US dollars, dead or alive!

Reports indicate that the FBI is considering designating Ding Ze and John Abruzzi as terrorists.

[…..]

It didn't take too long.

The shock that Detective Lan had anticipated naturally came to pass.

The FBI's Chicago office is in complete chaos.

The entire media workforce in Chicago, shocked, embarked on a frenzy.

Almost all television and radio stations in the United States urgently adjusted their broadcast content to include this event...

A storm gradually took shape, starting in Chicago and rapidly sweeping across the United States.

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Fox River Prison.

Despite the lack of television, radio, and newspapers, the prisoners still heard about it almost immediately...

So, unsurprisingly, most of the prisoners erupted in cheers, completely ecstatic!

"Haha!!! Awesome!"

"mighty!!"

“Great job!!”

"A real man!!"

That's incredible!!!

"..."

Michael wasn't one of them; his handsome face was filled with shock, completely unable to comprehend such a thing happening, or why Ding Ze had done it...

Charles Westmoreland, holding his tabby cat, looked up at the sky. Even though he was practically indifferent to most things, he was still utterly horrified at that moment.

"It's only been less than two days, and he's already practically a terrorist..."

What exactly do you want to do?

Charles Westmoreland muttered to himself.

Benjamin Franklin, recalling his previous attempt to threaten Ding Ze, couldn't help but tremble with fear...

Lincoln-Bruce kept rubbing his bald head, feeling incredibly fortunate that he hadn't acted rashly towards Ding Ze, and a sense of joy at having escaped death.

T-bag licked his lips and smiled happily, feeling that he had found a goal.

'If I can escape, I can join them!' T-bag thought to himself.

In the infirmary.

Sarah stared at the television, her eyes wide and her pupils dilated, a profound shock washing over her...

In the warden's office.

Popp slumped into his chair, his head buzzing. In a daze, he seemed to see a huge pot fall straight onto his back...

-

In the meat processing plant indirectly controlled by the Abruzzi family.

Ding Ze and Abruchi, who had just returned safely, naturally saw the news.

In this regard.

Ding Ze didn't pay much attention;

Abruzzi hadn't expected things to get this serious. He was a little surprised, but only a little, and didn't panic much.

After all, he was a fugitive, and he had already made up his mind that he would rather die than go back to prison.

So what if you upgrade your status and become a terrorist?

The worst possible outcome is death.

Death is not so terrible.

"Mr. Ding, what are your plans next?" Abruzzi asked, lighting a cigar.

Ding Ze was lying on the sofa, smoking, resting with his eyes closed. "I'll probably stay in Chicago for a day or two to take care of some things, and then I can head to Miami. What about you?"

"I need to find a way to transfer the family's businesses that need to be transferred, and deal with the businesses that need to be dealt with... Under the current circumstances, it will be quite difficult to do these things, and it will probably take at least two or three days."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze pondered for a moment and asked, "Speaking of which, what businesses does your family own? Would you mind telling me?"

“There’s nothing inconvenient about it,” Abruzzi smiled and began to chat.