88 It's early morning, it's a new day

 new day, dawn, the east is white.

The storm temporarily subsided, but the sky was still cloudy, dark and gloomy.

In the port where Ryan Baker and other DEA agents were located, news cars were welcomed one after another.

In less than half an hour, almost all the media in Miami rushed over.

Cameras, microphones, were placed densely in front of Lane Baker.

Such a huge number of seizures is a success, and naturally it will be a big book and publicity.

Ryan Baker did not smile, with an angry face. He spoke, first severely condemned the gangsters in Miami, and then expressed his sadness for the sacrificed DEA agents. Finally, he said a slogan passionately, showing DEA's determination to crack down on specialties.

With such words, Ryan Baker has been very proficient for a long time.

Soon.

[Blockbuster news: DEA Miami Branch successfully confiscated several tons of Colombian specialties!]

[Great pleasure! Tons of Colombian specialties were successfully confiscated...]

[Shock! Miami's gangsters are so rampant!]

[It's urgent to crack down on specialties!]

[.....]

Similar news quickly appeared on the radio and on the Internet.

For journalists in Miami, a carnival seems to have started this morning.

While these journalists are reveling.

The performance was finished, and the achievements were also finished. Ryan Baker ordered his men to enter the last stage of the process, that is, to transport 18 tons of specialties back, count the weight and store them.

The two brothers, Colombia, Cali Group and Rodriguez, saw the news.

Although the two brothers had received a call from the boss of the Miami Columbia gang and learned about it an hour ago, at this moment, they were looking at the one-eight tons of specialty in the news...

The two brothers are still so angry!

"DEA!"

"I'm afraid it's not a coincidence this time."

"There must be an insider in Miami."

"We have to send some people over."

". ..."

There are many 1.8 tons of specialties, but the cost is not exaggerated. The two brothers Rodriguez can bear this loss.

The two brothers are angry, and they are more worried about the future.

It doesn't matter if there is a loss. If you ship goods in the future, there will be such a wave of loss.

The two brothers can't stand it either.

That's it.

The order is passed on.

A second-hand man of the Cali Group, with a few fierce and shrewd investigators, packed up his luggage and rushed to Miami.

At the same time.

In the old hotel.

Ding Ze just woke up and saw the news. Looking at the Colombian specialties on TV, he was happy and said to his heart, 'The harvest is quite big.'

Yesterday afternoon, he called Ryan Baker on a whim and asked Ryan Baker to prepare. In fact, he didn't expect much. He didn't expect Ryan Baker to gain much. He just wanted to muddy the water and cause some trouble for Mexican and Colombian gangs.

Now that I look at it, the effect is quite good.

In this case.

It's time to call Ryan Baker again and get in touch.

After all, if you don't contact each other often, your feelings will really fade.

What's more, Ryan Baker seems to be quite interesting. He's not that kind of pedantic person.

Have a plan.

Ding Ze washed up, had breakfast, lay down by the pool, and asked his men to bring a disposable mobile phone and call.

In just a few seconds, the phone was connected.

"Who?" Ryan Baker probably guessed that it was Ding Ze and asked.

"It's me," Ding Ze said with a smile. "Congratulations to Director Baker on the great success of this operation."

Ryan Baker frowned slightly and said coldly, "It's the real success to catch you."

Ding Ze laughed and said, "Why did you catch me? I don't sell specialties. I have nothing to do with your DEA."

"Ha ha," Ryan Baker sneered and naturally didn't believe this nonsense.

The reason is very simple.

Ding Ze came to Miami and was still preparing to make trouble. He didn't sell specialties. What did he want?

"Oh, uncle!" Ding Ze still smiled and said, "Director Baker, if you are so stupid, I won't be happy to talk to you."

"?????" Ryan Baker really didn't expect to hear this. He was stunned for a moment and angry. "You will pay for your arrogance."

"The same is for you, Director Baker. I find that you don't know what's good or bad. I let you make such a great contribution. Your mother is inflated. Fortunately, I thought we could continue to cooperate," Ding Ze said with a smile. "Well, I'll go to another DEA director to cooperate. You don't want a promotion and raise. Others must want to.

After saying that, Ding Ze hung up the phone, but he didn't remove the battery or unplug the card. He decided to wait for a while to see if Ryan Baker would call back.

He thinks there is a certain chance.

The reason is not complicated.

Whether from the results of Abruch's survey of Ryan Baker or Ryan Baker's performance this time, Ryan Baker is not the kind of person who sticks to the rules and thinks that as long as he keeps working hard, he will be able to completely kill the specialty business.

Such a person must have something to ask for.

What are you looking for?

Considering the status of Ryan Baker, it is likely not money, but power.

In this way, soon, he can really help Ryan Baker, of course, not for free.

Facts have proved.

He guessed it.

Ryan Baker really called back, "What do you mean?"

Ding Ze grinned happily, "I mean, in the future, I can give you the opportunity to create such achievements from time to time."

Ryan Baker was not stupid. He figured out what Ding Ze meant before he called back. Therefore, when he heard this, he asked decisively, "What do you want?"

"Just contact me occasionally. You can't help me with anything else."

". ..." Ryan Baker felt that he was looked down on and was a little upset. "I won't be a traitor!" Don't daydream!"

"Director Baker, how unpleasant you said, I didn't say that I wanted you to be a traitor," Ding Ze smiled. "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with the traitor or anything. I just occasionally need you to do something good for you, good for everyone. For example, you can take time to ask the mayor if you want to be Florida. The governor of the state.

"!!!!!" When the words came into my ears, Ryan Baker almost doubted his ears, "What do you mean?"

"It's literally. If the mayor has an idea, I may be able to help. You just need to spread the message. It's that simple. You see, it has nothing to do with the traitor.

Ryan Baker was silent for a few seconds. "Can you help with this?"

"Of course," Ding Ze simply answered, "This kind of thing is very simple. For example, I can kill the current governor of Florida first."

Ryan Baker was shocked: "!!!!!"

What a thing!

You say that to me????

Your mother is so bold!

"You..." Ryan Baker was so shocked that he was speechless.

"Well, then you slow down. I'll contact you when I have time," said everything that should be said. Ding Ze smiled and said. Then, he broke the mobile phone, pulled out the battery, pulled the card, and then threw the wreckage of the mobile phone into the swimming pool in front of him. Then, stretched out, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The end of the call was really unexpected.

Ryan Baker was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and put down his mobile phone thinking.

At this moment.

Ryan Baker did have some ideas.

——

Chicago, Fox River Prison.

The time has arrived today.

The successful escape of Ding Ze and John Abruch has become a thing of the past to some extent.

The prisoners have long returned to normal life.

Blacks and whites still don't like each other and are ready to fight at any time.

T-bag is still with Xiao Shou, and he is at free.

Abruc is gone, and the PI job was sold to Benjamin Franklin by Berwick. Of course, this is what Benjamin won... The purpose is to escape from prison with Michael.

At this time.

Michael, Benjamin Franklin, listened to Ding Ze's advice and immediately found a way to become Michael's roommate Sucre and Lincoln Bruce, who were getting together while working.

"Sirs, the road is smooth," Michael looked around and made sure that no prison guards were paying attention. He whispered, "Next, as long as we think about how to arrange for Lincoln to go with us, we can act."

The object was not the terrible guy Ding Ze, but Michael. Benjamin regained that high-level posture, "Newcomer, when is that?"

Michael was unhappy with Benjamin's attitude, but he had no choice but to endure, "If everything goes well, in two days."

Benjamin is actually in a lot of trouble now. As a black man, he often hangs out with the two white people, Michael and Lincoln, which has caused his dissatisfaction. If he delays it, something will happen sooner or later.

"You'd better make sure everything goes well!" Because he was worried about his safety and was in a hurry to reunite with his wife and children, Benjamin said viciously when he heard it.

Michael glanced at Benjamin and ignored this, "I'll do my thing, and you do your thing."

Benjamin sneered.

"Well, that's it," Michael said, ignoring it.

Benjamin and Sucre didn't talk much nonsense, so they scattered silently and continued to work.

Lincoln didn't leave. Seeing Sucre and the other go far away, he said to Michael, "What will happen after going out, do you really want to count on Ding Ze?"

In fact, Michael hasn't completely made up his mind and thought about it. "If there is only a car, we may not be able to escape far. What we need most is a plane."

"At present, only Ding Ze can provide aircraft."

"So, yes."

Lincoln was very uneasy about this. "That guy Ding Ze can't believe it!"

Michael nodded and said he knew, "He has his purpose. We can use him before the goal is achieved."

Lincoln was still worried. "I advise you to give up using his idea. Michael, you are not his opponent. Together, the people here may not be his opponent."

Michael is very confident in his IQ. He said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Lincoln hesitated for a moment and knew that it was useless to persuade him, so he closed his mouth.

Not much time.

The work of PI is over, and there is still a little while before the release time is over.

Michael returned to the playground, went straight to the phone booth, and called Ding Ze.

The phone will be connected soon.

Ding Ze, who was sleeping back to sleep, said lazily, "Hello?"

"It's me," Michael's voice sounded.

When Ding Ze heard it, he was refreshed and more sober. "Michael, I haven't heard your voice for a long time;"

Michael was not interested in chatting with Ding Ze and went straight to the point, "I need your help."

"You say," Ding Ze replied with a smile.

"I'm going to leave here in two days. I need cars and planes to help us fly far away," Michael said in a low voice.

"No problem," Ding Ze agreed very simply. "The specific time? Where to pick you up?"

Michael was silent for a moment and replied, "The specific time has not been determined yet. Lincoln's problem is still being solved. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Okoy, then, goodbye," Michael hung up the phone directly.

Ding Ze didn't mind. He put away his mobile phone and smiled. He couldn't help thinking of Pop, the warden of Fox River Prison, and Mahone, who was in Miami at this moment.

"It didn't take long for another prisoner to escape from prison. Comrade Pop, what should you do?"

"Ma Hong, I hope you will be responsible for arresting Michael, but don't mess up my plan."

——

2118 North Wallace Street, South District, Chicago.

Yesterday evening, Fiona received 100,000 dollars transferred by Ding Ze and asked Mickey. She was excited all night. This morning, she got up early this morning. After finishing breakfast, she got into the house next door and racked her brains to think about how to decorate the house while cleaning up, so that Ding Ze could be satisfied so that she could give her more. The work.

At this time.

Philip came in with a cigarette in his cut.

Because of Ding Ze's request, Fiona has not told Philip about her cooperation with Ding Ze for the time being.

However, Philip saw some clues. When he entered the house and saw Fiona, he put on a gesture of 'I have seen through everything' and said, "That Jason, let you decorate this house?"

Fiona was not surprised or flustered. She just continued to work and nodded at the same time, "Yes."

Philip was a little dissatisfied with Fiona's unsalty attitude. "Why don't you tell us?"

Fiona kept moving in her hands, "This is my own business, and it's just the beginning. It's not necessary to say if I can't do it well."

Philip's eyebrows moved slightly and was a little surprised by Fiona's words. "We are a family, and we can help."

Fiona shook his head and said, "This is my own business. I want to do it myself."

Philip was speechless for two seconds and thought of a possibility, "That Jason asked you to do it yourself?"

"Well," Fiona replied affirmatively.

Philip was speechless, "Your mind is too rigid! He is not here. We will help you do this well as soon as possible and get the money as soon as possible. He won't know!"

Fiona was stunned and suddenly understood what Ding Ze meant the day before yesterday. She couldn't help smiling. "The point is not whether he will know, but that I promised him that I would do it by myself."

Philip sighed and began to teach decisively, "Fiona! His rich man, who makes such a request to you, is clearly playing with you! Why should we follow the rules with him!"

"We poor people like us have to be deceived if we want to live a good life! What rules do you follow honestly? It doesn't work at all! It won't help our lives in any way!"

Good semon!

When Fiona heard it, she stopped working after all. She raised her hand and rubbed the sweat on her dusty face. Then she took a deep breath and thought about it. Although she disagreed with Philip's truth, she still did not argue. "Lip, go ahead with your business. You don't need to get mixed up here."

When Philip heard this, his face immediately said, "You are really hopeless." "What's his budget for decorating this house?"

Fiona saw the meaning on Philip's face and was a little irritable, but at least it was his own brother, so she couldn't help rushing people immediately. "He said he had no budget."

"???" Philip immediately suspected that Fiona was cheated by Jason. "No budget? Did he give you the money?"

Fiona was silent for two seconds, "I have it."

"How much?" Philip asked immediately.

"100,000 dollars."

"!!!!" Philip didn't expect that there would be so much. He was surprised in an instant, and his mind flew around. Then he laughed and said, "What a stupid rich man! We can make a lot of money in this wave!! I can get a lot of free materials. Our family can do it together and decorate this shabby house for thousands of dollars..."

Philip said the plan.

When Fiona heard this, she completely understood the reason why Ding Ze firmly emphasized that Philip could not participate, and suddenly understood that the Gallagher family would be like this now, and hurriedly interrupted Philip's words, "Lipp! Let me say it for the last time! This is my business, and it has nothing to do with you! It has nothing to do with you!"

"Please leave!"

Fiona increased her tone.

Philip was stunned and couldn't believe that Fiona would be so stupid. "Fiona! This is our chance to live a good life, you..."

Philip said his truth excitedly for a while.

Looking at Philip like this, Fiona couldn't help feeling that Philip and Frank were really similar!

With this feeling, Fiona was really scared! Instinctively unacceptable.

Philip was still talking and said it again. After saying that, he turned around and left angrily.

The house was quickly empty and quieted down.

Fiona didn't move. She sat on the ground and couldn't help but be at a loss.

For a moment, for the first time in her life, she suddenly had the idea that Philip's family was burdensome.

This made her feel very painful.

At this time.

Veronica came in and saw Fiona sitting on the living room floor with a dull face. She was anxious and quickly accelerated her pace and ran over. "Fiona, what's wrong with you? What were you arguing with Lipp just now?

Fiona threw herself into Veronica's arms and hugged Veronica tightly.

For a long time.

Veronica understood what had happened and touched Fiona's head. "Don't be sad. You can do whatever you want. Don't worry about other people's opinions!"

Fiona was moved and raised her hand to wipe her tears. "I just can't understand. This is obviously a good opportunity. As long as I do this well, I may have a steady stream of money to earn in the future, so that our family can really get better, but Lipp looks like I'm looking at a fool..."

"He only saw in front of him..." Veronica knew in her heart that she couldn't say anything important about Philip, so that after Fiona and Philip made up, she couldn't be a person by herself, so she clicked on the point, "Just do what you want. I'll wait for you to make a lot of money, become a rich woman, and then support me!"

Veronica changed the topic with a smile, "I can be your mistress, your maid, anything!" As long as you have enough money, I can even share it with Kevin!"

"Let me tell you, Kevin is great..."

This joke works very well.

Fiona finally recovered a little and had a smile on her face. "Get out of here, don't talk nonsense. I don't want it!"

"Hey! How do you talk? My Kevin is so good," Veronica ferted.

The two laughed for a while.

Seeing that Fiona had indeed recovered a lot, Veronica asked curiously, "What's wrong with that Jason? No matter how rich he is, he won't spend so much money. Is he interested in you?

Fiona smiled and said, "He said it was really interesting to me, but it didn't mean boyfriend and girlfriend, but just want to do me."

Veronica: "..... Well, it's not even the kind of maintenance?"

Fiona nodded, "Hmm."

"This bastard, I really dare to think about it," Veronica smiled angrily. "I thought it would be great to have a little money... However, it seems to be great. This time I added the last time, I gave you more than 300,000 yuan."

Fiona had a black face. "It's not for me, just for me to do something for him."

"Almost," Veronica smiled badly. "It's always that you have handed over so much money directly. This bastard is worth at least hundreds of millions of dollars, otherwise it won't be more than 300,000 yuan."

Fiona didn't respond to this, so she didn't say anything.

Veronica didn't care either. She asked again with a bad smile, "What are you going to do? What did you do for him?"

Fiona shook her head, "Let's talk about it again..."

"Hee hee, you little hoof," Veronica naturally understood the meaning of this and didn't think there was any problem. After all, they were so poor. Everyone needs to vent and do something. The benefits are so great. What's the problem?

In this world, laugh at the poor and not the prostitute!

Who is not messing around?

"Well, get out of here. I have to work! I have to finish this work as soon as possible," Fiona drove people away with a smile.

"Okay, okay, then I won't help you. I'm leaving now," Veronica was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something. "By the way, he gave you 100,000 dollars. How much are you going to spend to decorate this dilapidated house?"

Fiona hesitated for a moment, "95,000?"

Veronica was stunned, "Little girl, you are so crazy! Aren't you afraid that he won't give you work later? Then you will lose a lot!"

Fiona smiled faintly, "There is nothing to lose. Can't I still earn 5,000 dollars?"

"Yes, 5,000 dollars! When you finish this work, you have to invite me to play!"

"You still need to remind me. Get out of here!"

Veronica went home and saw Kevin. She couldn't wait to share with Kevin about Jason asking Fiona to decorate the house.

Kevin met Jason and told Veronica that Jason threw thousands of dollars at the Elber bar that night.

After listening to this, Kevin was immediately envious, "Well, Fiona is so lucky! I was favored by that kind of rich man! Why didn't he like me? I can do it too!"

"Haha," Veronica laughed. "You can fart. Jason is not GAY. By the way, if Jason likes me, what will you say?"

When Kevin heard it, he thought about it seriously, "You are my sweetheart. If he likes it... Well, I have to pay more! After all, you are much more beautiful than Fiona!"

Veronica was not annoyed at all, but was very proud. "How much do you have to add?"

Kevin thought about it carefully and said, "You have to say at least 20,000 dollars to do it once!"

When Veronica heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "It's just 20,000 dollars?"

Kevin panicked, "Well, thirty thousand dollars!"

The two out of tune guys were so shamelessly fantasizing that they rolled into a ball soon.

——

Miami.

Ding Ze had just had lunch and lited a cigarette after dinner. He took a long sip and was comfortable.

After that, Ding Ze called Abruch.

There are about eleven hours left, and there will be trouble.

If you should care about it, you still have to care about it.

It didn't take long, and Abruch reported the preparations.

Weapons, hoods, vehicles, evacuation points, ships in various ports, and ships on the high seas are mostly arranged, and a few, at the latest at 4 p.m., will definitely be ready;

"Thank you for your hard work," Ding Ze has been idle. These arrangements are completely uncareded, and he must be thanked.

Abruch smiled and said, "When will those veterans be notified?"

"I'll let you know when everything is arranged. Let's do it at eight o'clock in the evening. Two or three hours of preparation time is enough," Ding Ze replied.

"Okay," Abruch answered. "Then I'll go."

Abruc left quickly.

Ding Ze found a laptop to watch the news on the Internet and kill the time.

Time flies.

Unconsciously, night fell.

In the office of Miami Mayor Brady Martin.

Mayor Brady Martin, DEA Miami Branch Head Ryan Baker, FBI Miami Branch Head Jack Burt Tuning, Miami City Head of Miami SWAT, Miami City Police Chief, and other big shots gathered together.

Jack Tuning has just explained the situation detected by FBI agents today, emphasizing the woodland in the suburbs and the movements of some of the Abruc family, and made a judgment that Ding Ze and Abruch are most likely to take action tonight.

In response to the operation of Ding Ze and Abrutch, Mayor Brady Martin made a decision yesterday not to intervene in the operation in advance and wait until the operation is over before arresting as much as possible.

However, this decision does not mean that they did nothing during Ding Ze and Abruch's operation!

As the mayor voted by the people of Miami, Brady Martin must still care about the safety of ordinary people if he wants to sit down in the position of mayor.

Brady-Martin said, said his decision first, and then said, "In order to ensure the safety of ordinary people, and to be able to arrest those criminals smoothly at that time, I need everyone to work together to mobilize personnel to the maximum extent, and each department is responsible for an area to ensure that the city is tonight. It will be under our control, and it will not become chaotic..."

Come on, Brady Martin said it.

After listening.

Ryan Baker and others nodded and agreed.

Immediately.

The five discussed the specific implementation plan.

It's over. This meeting is over.

Lane Baker and others all left, went back separately, mobilized personnel, and was busy.

*******

Ten o'clock in the evening.

The storm has calmed down for a long time and regained its power.

The torrential rain fell again, and the wind roared again.

Miami, which was originally noisy, ran home one after another as cars rushed back, and there were signs of slowing down.

"Run, run, let's go home," a police officer looked at the scene in a police car that had been parked for a long time on the roadside and said.

The companion heard it and smiled, "Fortunately, the storm is coming again, otherwise, there will be people everywhere, and we will be in trouble."

"Yes, it's good to have no one."

"God bless, the storm continues to get bigger. Don't mess with those gangsters here!"

"Don't be a crow!"

". ..."

At this moment, similar conversations almost sounded together in cars in various places in Miami.

Many police agents are praying that they can spend tonight safely. In the area they are guarding, there will be no gangsters to fight, so that they can't see tomorrow's sun.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

10:30 p.m.

More than 500 veterans, ready, batches of soldiers, got into the car neatly and rushed to one destination after another.

Around eleven o'clock.

Almost all the bars, clubs, nightclubs, hotels, factories and other places owned by the local black gangs in Miami are not too far away. They all began to have vehicles slowly stopped on the roadside in the stormy storm, and then turned off the fire and stopped there silently.

At 11:35.

Ding Ze, Abrutch, Mickey and Ron, a group of more than 100 people, arrived at the boss of the Miami black gang, Pascow Sloan, located outside the villa in the city center, waiting quietly.

One minute, five minutes, ten minutes...

Finally.

It's 11:55.

Ding Ze took a look at the time, decisively picked up the walkie-talkie, and ordered all the people involved in the operation, "Wear your headgear and count down to five minutes."

Give an order.

More than 100 subordinates of the Abruc family, as well as more than 500 veterans, did what they said and acted.

*******

Just at this moment.

The luxurious clock in the living room of the villa, Duang, Duang, Duang, rang.

It's early morning.

It's a new day.

(End of this chapter)