Chapter 173 President

Several men in gray suits and elegant demeanor strode into the U.S. National Security Agency special prison.

The people detained here are all important criminals who threaten national security. Of course, there are also political prisoners.

Dennis was depressed and stayed in a prison room with an aldehyde plastic texture. The configuration here is somewhat similar to that of an lunatic asylum to prevent prisoners from committing suicide in various ridiculous ways.

"Mr. Boston, someone is coming to see you!" The fat guard said to him in a very mocking tone, "It's really unfortunate that your big boss doesn't have time to polish shoes."

Dennis looked at him coldly: "Yes, even so, you still can't change your current situation. You are still just a fat, unpromising doorman, or are you holding food at a reduced price in a fast food restaurant? In fact, this is very suitable for you."

The fat guard's face immediately turned red, and he turned to pump the baton around his waist.

"Hi! Hi! Don't do this!" The companion next to him reminded him, "This is all surveillance!" Don't make trouble for yourself! Hey!"

But the fat guard had an obvious physical advantage. He easily threw his companion aside and opened the prison door with a blue face.

At this moment, Dennis, who was sitting still in it, suddenly broke up! A kick between the legs of the fat guard!

The fat guard's two eyes were about to protrude from his eyes, and then he covered the bottom and didn't move.

"Someone escaped from prison!" Another guard wanted to shout, but his mouth was covered by several men in gray suits from behind him, and his neck was broken with a slight twist.

"Boss, we bought the guards outside, but hurry up!" The man in a gray suit immediately took off his coat, revealing the bulletproof vest inside, which was covered with grenades.

Dennis didn't say anything. He took the gun and quickly led the crowd out.

The guard outside resisted symbolically, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Now as long as they endure a scolding, they can get a reward equivalent to dozens of times the pension.

Sitting on the speeding sports car, Dennis couldn't help scolding: "Bastard! What the hell is going on? Because of what? Is it because our underground business has been exposed?

"Something happened to the young master. He reported a man named Pan Hongsheng, but the army gained nothing after jumping over, and it had a very bad impact on the media..."

"Wait, do you mean Pan Hongsheng? That Pan Hongsheng who made the movie? Dennis is no stranger to the name. You should know that he was one of the guests at the Oscars and sat in the front row.

"Yes," his men continued: "The military thinks that the young master is carrying out your instructions in order to make a fool of the trusted president..."

Dennis lowered his head deeply and sneered.

His smile looked gloomy and terrible in the narrow space, and several of his men trembled a little.

"A bunch of idiots." Dennis said firmly, "Turn around and figure it out. Go to the National Defense Headquarters."

"What? Are you crazy? It's not easy to escape. Are you going to throw yourself into the trap? His men were stunned and stopped the car and hesitated.

"You all go down. It's a little risky. I'll just go alone... I'm the only one going." Dennis's eyes suddenly became extremely cold. His mind was very calm. He knew that even if he escaped, he was a wanted prisoner across the country. His wealth and corporate empire would be frozen without a penny.

At this moment, he only took a risk once to find McHale who misunderstood him.

When McHale saw the middle-aged gentleman waiting for him in the corridor, he immediately picked up the phone instinctively.

Dennis has walked up quickly, and a pocket pistol is hidden in the belt buckle!

"How did you get in?" McHale scolded the guard for being incompetent in his heart, and let this wanted criminal run to his eyelids down.

"This kind of problem is very unnutritious. Your guard's salary is too low. I gave them enough money to spend the rest of their lives in Brazil, and they were very happy to let me in." Dennis blocked the gun with his body and coerced the other party to walk to the men's toilet.

"Hey, are you crazy?" McHale was embarrassed. Although he was strong, he was subdued by Dennis, who was a circle smaller than himself, and could not move.

"Do you know where you are? You can't get out!" McHale warned the other party angrily, "If you kill me, hundreds of guards here will hear the wind!"

"Why did I kill you?" Dennis asked angrily and funny, "Do you think I came all the way to risk my life for revenge?"

McHale reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "You know, even if my subordinates order, someone will always give this order. What you have to face is not a person, but a mechanism! You are fighting against the will of the whole country! I advise you to..."

"Bang!" Suddenly, Dennis shot down with a shot! McHale immediately flew out a tooth...

"You dirty pig! What kind of national will do you have the face to mention to me? Stupid! Idiot!" Dennis suddenly lost control of his emotions, and his rain-like fists and scalp shoes fell on the other party's head, face, buttocks and even eggs.

McHale was confused, screaming and begging for mercy, and had no momentum at all.

The guards outside were finally alert, but the door of the bathroom had been locked, and the ground was shaken but motionless.

The doors here are all fireproof, and it is difficult to open them in a short time even with firearms.

"What the hell are you going to do!" McHale saw that Dennis stopped and giggled beside him. He was so scared that he was scared: "What the hell are you going to do? Killing me is of no use! If you want to fight against Mr. President, you are against the whole country!"

"Bullshit! I have a lot of money. Why do I have to get in with these things when I live a good life? These are all the unwarranted accusations that you donkeys have come up with! I didn't know about it at all! It was my son who accidentally had a conflict with Pan Hongsheng in the pub, so he took this way to retaliate! How did you think I was going to deal with the president? What's good for me? I'm a businessman! Why do you want to get involved in politics? Dennis resisted his anger and pointed at him: "Hurry up! Stop barking at the dogs outside! Otherwise, I will cut off your fingers one by one!"

"You... retreat first!" McHale was embarrassed but there was nothing he could do. He only blushed and ordered, "Hurry up, please invite the negotiators!"

"What kind of shit expert to hire? Call the president!" Dennis regained his senses at this time and pointed the black hole at the other party's head: "This is obviously your mistake! That's why I was like this! You have to take full responsibility! So I don't believe anyone except the president's promise to me!"

"Are you crazy? I can't do it!" McHale didn't know why he became tough. He knew that if it really happened to the president, he should go home to retire.

"Wang!" At this time, the guards outside finally broke into the door!

Dennis nervously put his gun against McHale's head and stood against the wall. Obviously, he was also well trained in the military.

"I heard that you are looking for me."

After the smoke dissipated, the hostages and the hostages were stunned - President Ford, dressed in a black suit, appeared in front of them!

It's over!

McHale closed his eyes and was in despair, and now his official career came to an end.

"I heard it. Are you looking for me?" Ford tidied up his tie with a blank face, just like a well-running machine.

"You, is it really you?" Dennis trembled and immediately threw away the gun in his hand: "Mr. President, listen to me..."

Ford hugged the other party: "I know, I know that you have been wronged and you have been wronged."