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After receiving the confirmation, Comrade Michael the Virgin Bitch's handsome face immediately distorted and asked, "Who are you?"

Ding Ze smiled and said, "For now, this question is not important, and you are so smart, you can slowly discover it yourself in the future."

"The important thing now is, have you figured out how to get out of here?"

Michael looked at Ding Ze with an extremely solemn face, and after a few seconds he said, "I don't plan to leave here. I am guilty, and I will serve my sentence here honestly."

Haha.

What a holy mother.

Ding Ze smiled happily and shook his head, "Michael, you said you are such a smart person, how come you still can't see the situation clearly."

"You still think you have a choice?"

"The company asked you to be imprisoned here. Do you think this is the end?"

"They want you to bring a man out of Sona prison, and if you don't do it, the lives of everyone you care about will be in danger."

"For example, the Lincoln father and son..."

After hearing the words, Michael's face quickly darkened little by little, almost bleeding from gloominess.

Michael was silent, with clear anger in his eyes.

Ding Ze looked at it, thought about it, then continued to smile and said, "Michael, think about it carefully, I am not your enemy."

"I didn't come all the way here just to see the scenery."

"Let me give you a suggestion, wait until someone from the company contacts you, do what they tell you honestly, find the man, and then contact me and I will help you get out."

"Cooperating with me will always be much better than cooperating with a company."

"Of course, if you are sure that you don't need my help, I can go back to the United States immediately. After all, I actually don't like this ghost place. It's too hot here and it makes me quite irritable."

Michael looked at Ding Ze without blinking, and finally his voice came out, "You said you were helping us out, for what purpose?"

Ding Ze smiled and chose to speak directly, "I can tell you this, it won't have any impact. The company owns something called Scylla."

"I want that thing, and you're going to get that thing for me."

Michael frowned, "What is Scylla?"

Ding Ze shook his head, "You don't need to know this for the time being. You will know when the time comes... What do you think, do you want to write down my mobile phone number?"

Michael hesitated for a few seconds before nodding.

Ding Ze gave his cell phone number.

"Then that's it for today. I know Lincoln and Sucre are also in Panama. After you see Lincoln, ask Lincoln to call me."

"With his temper, his life will be in danger if he messes around here alone."

"And I brought a lot of people here to protect him."

Michael looked at Ding Ze with extremely complex eyes, said nothing, turned and walked back.

Ding Ze also smiled and left.

After leaving the prison, Ding Ze lit a cigarette. Since Ma Hong had already left, he wandered for a while, found a car, and went to Panama City.

Panama is a very poor place, full of backwardness.

Broken houses, broken roads, broken cars.

Then, this damn place, because of its geographical location, is really hot, and it’s still kind of stuffy.

Ding Ze really can't stand this kind of climate.

However, this ghost place also has its advantages. For example, the water is very clear and the coastline is very beautiful.

Ding Ze first went to the best hotel here, checked in, finished his work, rented a car, and went out for a walk.

After walking around for a while and eating something, Ding Ze moved towards the beach.

Oh, by the way, another good thing about Panama is that the prices are very low, even the low prices are a bit exaggerated.

The low prices are evident at the seaside.

I saw a bunch of people on the beach. These people seemed to be making money without having to work. They all looked carefree and very comfortable.

Ding Ze found a deserted piece of sand and sat down, lighting a cigarette, watching those people playing and passing the time.

After staring for a while, Ding Ze took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Janet, [It's a pity that I didn't see the beauty. 】

[What a shame,] Janet replied instantly.

Ding Ze smiled, lay down on the sand, dialed the phone, and started chatting with Janet.

Chatted for a while.

Time flies.

In the evening, Ding Ze got up and returned to the hotel, took a shower, and then went out to have dinner. After finishing his work, he went to a bar to look for his target.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Ding Ze returned to the hotel with two local girls and started his gaming life.

It didn't take long. Of course, the two girls almost went crazy. They couldn't imagine that a man could be so powerful. They really wished they could continue like this and never end.

After playing two games in a row, the game is over.

The two girls collapsed on the bed, temporarily unable to move.

Ding Ze got out of bed, walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked at the night view of the city.

The night view is okay.

Watched for a while.

Go back to the house and sleep.

In a blink of an eye, it’s a new day.

As usual, he slept until he woke up naturally. Then, it could be said that he was begged by the two girls to play another round. Ding Ze got up, washed up, and went straight to Sona Prison.

Instead of visiting Michael today, I will visit T-bag instead.

Not long after, T-bag appeared in Ding Ze's field of vision.

At the same time, T-bag also saw Ding Ze.

In an instant, Michael's reaction to seeing Ding Ze was completely different from yesterday. T-bag was so excited that he speeded up with a smile on his face and almost rushed in front of Ding Ze. He followed with extremely warm and polite words. He said hello, "Mr. Ding, it's so nice to see you."

"Haha, how happy are you?" Ding Ze said jokingly.

T-Bag’s brain is pretty good and he thinks very quickly, “I’m so happy that I almost want to cry.”

"Haha, T-bag, I haven't seen you for a while, you have changed a lot. When I was in Fox River Prison, you were two different people," Ding Ze said with a smile.

T-Bag also admitted frankly, "There's nothing I can do about it. This prison is not for people at all. I don't have any friends here, so I have to be a little more cowardly."

"That makes sense, you can live longer this way," Ding Ze said.

"I think so too," T-bag nodded repeatedly, and then asked anxiously, "Mr. Ding, you are here to do something, right? Maybe you can get me out? Only you can get me out, what do you want me to do?" , I will do it all."

Look, T-bag, who is so aware of current affairs, is much cuter than Michael, that holy mother, from a certain perspective. Ding Ze grinned, "How smart. I am indeed here to do something, and I can indeed get you out."

When T-Bag heard this, his eyes lit up and his face was filled with excitement, "Mr. Ding, thank you so much. I will never forget your kindness in my life."

Gee, in terms of wit, T-bag is really awesome.

"There is a man named Whistler in this prison. Have you heard of him?" Ding Ze didn't waste any more nonsense and asked directly with a smile.

T-bag shook his head, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ding, I just came here and I haven't gotten familiar with this place yet, but don't worry, I will definitely get familiar with this guy named Whistler as soon as possible."

"Very good," Ding Ze smiled and nodded, "This Whistler should be hiding in a mezzanine in the sewer now. Find him and tell him that I will come to visit him the day after tomorrow and let him come out to see me then. "

"Okay, no problem!" T-Bag agreed simply, "You will get me out, right, Mr. Ding."

"Of course," Ding Ze replied with a smile, "But you have to wait a few days until I take care of things. You have to work hard to survive these days."

"Thank you, Mr. Ding!" T-bag thanked him quickly, and then asked very smartly, "Mr. Ding, besides me, you will also get Michael out, right?"

"You are so smart, I can figure out that Whistler," Ding Ze replied.

T-bag understood clearly and knew that he must keep an eye on Michael and Whistler, otherwise he might be left here to rot.

"Mr. Ding, I want to ask again, how do you plan to get us out?" T-bag asked again with a good attitude.

"Simple, armed attack, such a broken prison, with such a few guards, can be easily solved," Ding Ze said casually.

When t-bag heard this, he immediately gave a thumbs up excitedly and blew a rainbow fart, "As expected of Mr. Ding, I admire you!"

Ding Ze smiled, "Okay, that's it. I'll come back the day after tomorrow and make sure Whistler meets me then, otherwise you won't be able to come out."

"I promise!" T-bag immediately made a solemn promise.

Ding Ze didn't say anything more, turned around and left, going back to Panama City and waiting for Lincoln's call.

The plan is that if he can't wait today, then he will go look for it, find the person, and have fun and excitement.

Facts have proved that Michael, the holy mother bitch, was not confused this time.

Just after twelve noon.

Ding Ze's cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

Ding Ze pressed connect.

Lincoln-Bruce's voice sounded, "Mr. Ding, Michael gave me your phone number, can you get him out?"

"Of course, that's why I'm here," Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and replied.

Lincoln was not too smart, but he was not too stupid either. He immediately asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Of course you are cooperating with me. First of all, answer my question, has Gretchen been in contact with you?" Ding Ze asked.

Lincoln was stunned, "Who is Gretchen?"

This was tantamount to a negative answer. Ding Ze smiled and thought it was quite interesting. Unexpectedly, it had already been a few days, and Gretchen, a woman who was taking her time, had not appeared yet.

"Someone from the company, I guess she will look for you today." Since Gretchen hasn't shown up yet, there is no need to ask the second question, so Ding Ze changed his words, "Well, you are here Hey, let’s meet.”

Lincoln hesitated and gave an address.

"Okay, I'll go over now," Ding Ze said, without any ink, he hung up the phone, got in the car and left.

Ten minutes later.

In a bar inside a hotel, Ding Ze saw Lincoln and walked straight over and sat across from Lincoln.

During the escape process, Lincoln occasionally heard about Ding Ze from various channels. He knew how ruthless Ding Ze was and how terrifying Ding Ze was.

Therefore, facing Ding Ze, Lincoln, who was relatively familiar with gangsters, was a little scared to be honest.

Out of fear, Lincoln stopped being reckless and said politely, "Mr. Ding, long time no see."

"It's been a long time indeed. It's not easy for you to come all the way here," Ding Ze said with a smile.

Lincoln smiled bitterly, not wanting to say anything more, so he just said, "Yeah."

Immediately, because he was worried about Michael's safety, Lincoln did not dare to waste time and asked quickly, "How are you going to rescue Michael?"

Ding Ze smiled brightly, "It's very simple. I will lead people to capture Sona Prison and kill all the guards as quickly as possible."

Lincoln: "..."

Ok.

Doing this is indeed the style of Ding Ze, a murderer.

But even so, Lincoln was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. After a few seconds, he spoke again, "Isn't this too exaggerated, killing so many people..."

Ding Ze smiled and said nothing.

As Lincoln watched, he felt more and more that Ding Ze was too perceptive and did not dare to be verbose. After thinking about it, he asked bravely, "Then when will we act? Sona Prison is too dangerous. If Michael stays there for one more day, there will be more Every life is in danger."

"Don't worry, trust me, nothing will happen to him," Dingze replied. "Michael is very smart. The danger in Sona Prison will not kill him. He can solve it."

"I have to get what I want first."

"What?" Lincoln asked immediately.

"It's hard to say now. We have to wait until the Gretchen I just told you about appears." Ding Ze said this, and then turned around and looked away. "It's strange to say that Gretchen should have appeared a long time ago. Why?" Why is it so slow?"

Lincoln listened and noticed something was wrong, "You said Gretchen is from the company. Are you related to the company?"

Ding Ze shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I'm just familiar with the company. Just like I told Michael, I want to get something from the company."

"You can understand that I am the company's enemy."

"The enemy needs to know the enemy better, so I know Gretchen, do you understand?"

Lincoln thought about it for a while, and felt that it made sense, and nodded, "Then why should we wait now? Michael doesn't have much time..."

"Believe me, it's no problem. If Michael dies, my loss will be even greater. I came all the way here, so I won't let him die. Don't worry."

"Now, let's wait."

"That bitch Gretchen, theoretically speaking, has a high probability of showing up today."

Lincoln was impatient and really didn't want to wait. However, what could he do? He had to sit patiently and wait.

Waited for half an hour.

A woman who looked very capable walked into the bar.

Ding Ze caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and immediately turned to Gretchen and smiled. Then, he raised his hand and said hello with a smile, "Gretchen, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come on, sit here."

Ding Ze's move really caught Gretchen off guard.

Gretchen's expression changed slightly, but immediately returned to normal. Then, with a faint smile, she walked towards Dingze and Lincoln.

When she arrived at the table, Gretchen, who was wearing a knee-length skirt, sat down first, and then she said to Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding, I didn't expect to see you here."

Ding Ze grinned, "I've been waiting for you. Your speed is a bit slow. I thought you should have appeared long ago."

Gretchen: "...Have we met somewhere? How do you know me?" (End of Chapter)