More people and weapons, the better!

Lan, check the bureau and the Chicago Police Department. Are there any suspects who are currently under investigation or are about to close the network, who can have contact with the Abruch family, which must be talkative and have weighty."Leaving Anna-Westmoreland's ward, Mahone quickly walked to the elevator to rush back to Chicago, and called Agent Lan and said so.

"Okay," Agent Lan didn't quite understand, "what is it for?"

"Abruch was betrayed by the Fibonachi before he entered the Fox River Prison. His kind of person, if he receives the news that he knows where Fibonachi is, will definitely appear," Mahone said calmly. "I'm going to give him this news and lead him out."

"Abruch will come out, and Ding Ze will come out nine times out."

Agent Lan understood, "Okay, I'll check it right away."

Time is in a hurry.

About an hour later.

Under the leadership of Mahone, the Chicago FBI branch made a deal with the boss of another gangster family in Chicago.

Soon after.

Ron, who just arrived in Chicago, received a phone call.

After listening.

Ron turned around and looked out of the window with a solemn expression, as if Abrucchi was in a daze, "John, someone found Fibonachi."

As soon as this comes out.

Abruc's expression changed in an instant, and he said fiercely, "Who?"

Ding Ze held a cigarette in his cand guessed that it was Ma Hong's masterpiece. He smiled and had an idea.

"Jimmy-Montu," Ron gave a name.

"Jimmy," Abruch said again. At this time, the impulse that he had just heard Ron's words had subsided a little, and he turned his head and looked at Ding Ze, "Mr. Ding?"

Ding Ze exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled, "This is a trap, but we may be able to take advantage of it."

"I guess it's also a trap," Abruch smiled. "Does the FBI want to show me?"

"Well," Ding Ze nodded gently.

"So what do you mean by use?" Abruc asked again.

"It's a plan," Ding Zeyun said lightly. "If you act like you're hooked, the FBI will definitely send a lot of people to catch you. More importantly, Ma Hong is likely to be there."

After a pause, Ding Ze asked, "Do you have enough manpower and enough firepower to surround that group of people?"

Hear the words.

Abruc: "!!!!"

Ron: "!!!!"

Abruch and Ron are all mute.

Anti-encirclement, this statement is a little too implicit.

Anti-killing is more accurate.

So.

How many FBI agents do you know to kill them at once???

Exciting is exciting...

But, if you do this, isn't it really looking for death?

Abruc hesitated again and again before he had a voice, "Mr. Ding... Is it good for our future to kill those people?"

"Of course," Ding Ze said with a smile, "Asides not to mention anything else, Ma Hong will definitely be shocked when he sees all the people around him die. After that, the time is almost ripe. We can go to the next step and disappear."

This sounds a little too mysterious.

It was a matter of his life. Abruch returned suddenly, but he did not dare to be careless. After thinking about it for a moment, he didn't say it too directly and asked euphemistically, "Are you sure? This is different from killing a few police officers.

"Don't worry," Ding Ze nodded. "I still have money to spend, and I don't want to die so soon."

With that, Ding Ze thought for a more, "Well, I think it's time for you to know my other craft."

"Ron, it's not difficult to find two people with the same size as John and me, right?"

Ron was stunned and puzzled. "It shouldn't be difficult. Do you want it?"

"I want to borrow their faces."

Ron: "?????"

Abruc: "?????"

Ding Ze could understand the reaction of the two people and explained, "In short, I want to peel off their faces and make them into two masks through certain means."

"Put on those two rising masks, we are them."

"Say of this, Ron, I need you to catch the live. You'd better bring their documents and cars to me together."

Ron: "????"

Abruch: "????"

Why does it suddenly feel so cold when the sun is shining brightly?

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Ron and Abrutch looked at each other, with real panic in their eyes.

For both of them...

Killing people? No problem, it's a small matter. I've been used to it for a long time.

Cut your face????

Damn it, it's too evil, it's too frightening.

However, the evil door returns to the evil door, and the terricing is terring...

Abruch was silent for a while and had to admit that this method could indeed allow him and Ding Ze to move around casually in the future, provided that...

"Mr. Ding, can't others see the mask you mentioned?" Abruch asked.

"If you don't look closely, you can't see it," Ding Ze was very sure about this.

"Oin!" Abruch was really excited when he heard it. "Ron, find someone as soon as possible."

Ron felt that since he met Ding Ze, the three of them were like a high-speed train, advancing crazily on the track called [No Return Road].

What is the end of this road of no return?

Is it glorious and rich? Is it Abi Hell?

He really can't see clearly.

However, at this point, there seems to be no turning back.

"Well," Ron sighed silently, agreed, followed, hit the steering wheel, and drove the car into a warehouse.

This is the warehouse of a seemingly very formal meat processing factory under the jurisdiction of the Abruch family.

At this time, there were only a few people in the warehouse, all of whom were trusted by Abruch.

The car stopped firmly.

Ding Ze and the other three got out of the car and walked to the office at the bottom of the warehouse.

I arrived at the office.

"Finally," Abruch sighed with some emotion. Then, he went to his desk, opened the cigar box on the table, took out a cigar, picked up the cigar knife next to him, and handed it to Ding Ze together. "Mr. Ding, sit down."

Ding Ze took it. It's rude. He sat on the sofa casually, cut off the cigar head, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Good guy.

It's so strong.

Cool.

Abruc also lit a cigar and took a deep breath. Then he made a sound and said to Ron, who was waiting for instructions.

"Ron, thank you for your hard work."

"Unfortunately, you can't rest for the time being. It will be very busy today. We have two things that you need to deal with before noon."

"One is to find the two people Mr. Ding asked for."

"Second, we need people and weapons, the more the better! People need trustworthy weapons, and more submachine gun grenades. By the way, a few more sets of bulletproof vests.

Ron didn't know that Dinze and Abruch were going to kill Felix-Falzeng's plan, so he thought that people and weapons were to deal with the FBI.

"Oh, be sure to deal with it before noon," Ron answered.

"Thank you."

Ron didn't slove and turned around and left.

Ding Ze and Abruc were not idle. They took a shower one after another, returned to the office, smoked, and discussed the actions in the afternoon...

In a blink of an eye.

It's after 11 noon.

A black off-road vehicle arrived at the warehouse.

Click.

The doors opened one after another.

One by one, middle-aged people got out of the car silently, and then carried a wooden box with weapons and walked to Ding Ze's office under the leadership of Ron.

In the office.

Ding Ze held a cigar in his hand looked at the figures coming through the window.

Unable to stop.

The heart is surging and the blood is boiling!

(End of this chapter)