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On the sea.

Looking down from high in the sky using a satellite, one could see that thousands of ships of various sizes belonging to Ding Ze and his group were arranged in a huge disc.

There is a large empty space in the center of the disk.

It is obvious that many people are jumping into the sea in waves, and it is obvious that they are carrying out some kind of action.

"What kind of action will it be? Is it to salvage the sunken ship?"

"That seems to be the deepest sea area, right?"

"That lunatic is definitely going to cause trouble again."

"That's the international sea. A few missiles will solve the problem."

"..."

The big guys who were watching this scene had different attitudes and were chattering.

Ding Ze certainly ignored it. After all, what was there to care about? Who would dare to do anything to him at this time? And what could they do to him?

Time flies.

As the sun sets, the sunset scenery on the sea is so damn beautiful.

Accompanied by such beautiful scenery, at Ding Ze's suggestion, tens of thousands of people started an extremely grand party on various ships, eating and drinking, and when they were in the mood, they took out an AK47 and fired at the sky, or fried fish.

As such, the atmosphere in this sea area was extremely lively that evening, and the laughter almost resounded through the sky.

Ding Ze didn't eat too much or drink too much.

After the fun was over, he lit a cigar, held a glass of whiskey, sat alone in a corner, looked at the sea, and enjoyed the tranquility.

It didn't take long.

Mickey, holding a cigarette and a bottle of beer, sat next to Ding Ze, "Boss, what are you thinking about?"

Ding Ze turned his head and smiled at Mickey, "I'm not thinking about anything, just daydreaming for a while."

After saying that, Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Mickey, I suddenly remembered a question. How old are you this year? Are you twenty years old?"

Mickey was slightly stunned, not understanding what Ding Ze meant by that, but he still answered, "Exactly twenty."

Ding Ze grinned, "Too young, the meat is very tender, it's not cost-effective to feed it to fish."

"????" Mickey was stunned again, "Feed the fish?"

Ding Ze glanced at the others in the distance, then looked away and smiled at Mickey, "Tomorrow, you don't have to go to sea. You will be a logistics staff and stay on the boat. At a certain time, you will go home. Your money should be enough for you to live a good life."

"Do you understand me?"

Mickey wasn't very smart, but he wasn't stupid enough to not understand what was said. His expression suddenly changed, "Boss, I'm not that kind of person. I have to go with you!"

Ding Ze smiled and took a puff of his cigarette, "Fuck you! Okay, this is settled."

Just then, John Abruzzi came over.

Ding Ze took the initiative to say hello, "John, it's been a while since we last met."

Abruzzi was slightly stunned, "Really?"

After saying that, Abruzzi found a place to sit down.

"It feels like a long time has passed," Ding Ze smiled back.

"What are you two talking about? It sounds a bit mysterious," Abruzzi was not stupid. He immediately noticed the strangeness in Mickey's expression and asked curiously.

Ding Ze did not hide anything and replied with a frank smile, "I just told Mickey to be the logistics officer and not to go down. He is a fool and insisted on going down."

"Do you think he's stupid?"

Abruzzi understood what he meant immediately and smiled at Mickey, "Mickey, are you an idiot? Why do you have to go down to soak in the water instead of staying on the boat?"

"My boss and I are old, so we can just hang out. How old are you? Just stay on the boat."

After listening to this, Mickey knew that the two people in front of him were doing this for his own good, and he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. Then, he instinctively said proudly, "I'm not a coward!"

"Get lost!" Ding Ze laughed and scolded decisively, "Go and have fun. I'll talk to John."

Mickey held out for a while, but was eventually driven away.

Looking at Mickey like this, Abruzzi shook his head with some emotion, "It's great to be young. I was like this when I was young, very fierce and not afraid of death."

"What about now?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.

Abruzzi also laughed, "Strangely enough, I am not afraid of death now."

"John, seriously, you can also stay and do logistics. I don't mind at all," Ding Ze said with a smile, very seriously and sincerely.

When Abruzzi heard this, he laughed on the spot, "Me? As a logistics person? I don't want to lose face. Boss, stop talking nonsense. I have already arranged everything before I came."

Is this a tragic or awesome statement?

Ding Ze smiled faintly, thought about it, and said nothing more.

After all, what to say.

When we live in this world, we should die if we deserve to die.

In Ding Ze's opinion, the idea that it is better to live a miserable life than to die is pure nonsense.

What's the point of living just for the sake of living?

Live your life to the fullest, don't bother with those empty, messy things.

"John, have you ever thought about Fox River Prison?" Ding Ze suddenly thought of this, or more precisely, he thought of the two Scofield brothers.

I don’t know how the two brothers are doing now.

"You know what, I've actually thought about it," Abruzzi replied with a smile.

"I wonder what the Scofield brothers are doing now. Are they planning to escape from prison again?" Ding Ze said with emotion.

Thinking of the two brothers, Abruzzi was also quite emotional. "Then just give them a call and ask."

"Good idea," Ding Ze said and took action. He picked up his phone and asked the Samaritan to find the phone number of the warden's office at Fox River Prison.

Although there is a vast ocean here, there is a satellite above our heads, so there is no problem with the network.

A moment of effort.

The call is connected.

"Hello," the new warden said.

"Hello, warden," Ding Ze said with a smile, turning on the speakerphone. "I'm Ding Ze. Sorry to bother you."

“???” The new warden was naturally shocked and his face turned pale.

Ding Ze?

Ding Ze, who escaped from Fox River Prison and later became a crazy murderer?
What the hell, what does this murderer want to do by calling?
"It's okay. Is there anything... wrong?" The new warden is still tough most of the time, but now facing Ding Ze, he really doesn't dare to be tough. He is really worried that if he is a little tough, Ding Ze will be upset and Ding Ze will directly kill him. That would be fatal.

Ding Ze smiled, "It's nothing, actually. I just want to ask, how are the two Scofield brothers doing now? Are they okay?"

The warden breathed a sigh of relief. "As far as I know, the two brothers are fine. There is nothing special going on."

"Is that so? That's good," Ding Ze smiled and replied, "Then, Warden, would it be convenient for me to have a video chat with them? I suddenly miss them a lot."

Warden: “????”

Why does this sound a bit evil?

"Okay, I'll do it right away. Please wait for fifteen minutes." It was just a small matter and there was no need to offend Ding Ze, so the warden agreed.

"Thank you, I'll call you back in fifteen minutes," Ding Ze said, and hung up the phone. (End of this chapter)