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One week later.

"Listen, I'm only going to say it once. Let's go to the sea and Cabrero Mar Hotel now." After saying that, he hung up the phone directly after Tavira.

He will also accompany me after a while, so he knows where to go.

On the other side, Pablo's people quickly wrote down the hotel name.

"Adrian." After hanging up the phone, the man handed the address he wrote down to a bald man next to him. The man took it, looked at it, then stood up and said hello, "Let's go!"

The man went out and opened the door. Seven or eight people were lying or sitting outside. The man who called Adrian shouted. These people immediately tidied up and stood up. Some were getting clothes and some were putting on shoes. The room suddenly changed.

Got to be a mess.

"Hurry up damn fast, don't forget to pick up the guy!" Adrian warned.

After all, Pablo's men are all drug dealers. It is impossible to ask them to have the same quality as the regular army and just be able to do things.

Went out and got into two cars.

As he hurried towards the hotel, Adrian frowned more and more. He kept looking down at his watch. After 20 minutes, he seemed to have run out of time.

"Damn it, hurry up!" Adrian urged irritably, don't let the news of the 2 million purchase go to waste.

Being urged like this, the driver stepped on the accelerator and the speed of the car increased immediately.

But before they could relax, a siren suddenly sounded. The people in the two cars in front and behind suddenly tensed up, and their hands began to move under the seats involuntarily.

"Two cars in front of you, pull over. You are speeding. Please get checked!" the policeman shouted loudly in the police car that was catching up.

Adrian punched the car with his fist, "Damn it!"

parking?

Why don't you stop? Once you check, the car is full of guns.

Today's Cartagena is not like the past, where it was normal to have guns casually. Now it is extremely strictly managed, and they spent a lot of effort to bring guns in.

"Boss, what should I do?" the person in the car behind asked urgently on the intercom.

"Stop, do you hear me? Stop!" the police shouted outside.

Inside the police car, it felt like there was something wrong with the two cars. The police guns in the car were loaded and ready to fire at any time. The captain of the car had already contacted the headquarters through the intercom and was ready to provide support at any time.

"What to do, what to do, fuck Fuck!" Adrian cursed, and then said viciously: "Kill these damn police officers, and then run away!"

"I'm warning you, don't get caught. If you are caught, you know the consequences. How cruel the other party's methods are. It's better to just die!" With a threatening warning, Adrian lowered the car window, and the black hole of the gun fired.

The ground stretched out.

not good!

The moment he saw the muzzle of the gun, the policeman in the car started to shrink back subconsciously.

But by this time it was already too late. Two cars and four submachine guns aimed at the police car and started shooting.

At the moment of "da da da" "ta da da", the door on one side was full of bullet holes, and the window was covered in blood from splattered blood.

The police car swerved and rushed sideways. With a bang, it rear-ended another car.

Adrian shouted several times excitedly, "Go on, hit me!"

"Da da da" "ta da da" the sound of gunfire did not stop just because the police car was disabled.

Adrian and others ran around on the road with guns, attacking vehicles on the road at will.

There was chaos on the road. Drivers were beaten to death and their cars overturned, others crashed, others stopped and did not dare to move forward. The road was suddenly blocked.

This is the purpose of these guys, they are afraid that police cars will catch up with them.

After running away like crazy, he quickly changed roads. After turning the corner, he immediately repeated his old tricks and shot at the surrounding vehicles.

For a time, the highway system was in chaos.

The police's emergency phone number was immediately blocked.

The nearby police were well prepared and dispatched to intercept quickly, but there was no comparison in terms of firepower. Pablo's men were all veterans, and they used submachine guns, which were not comparable to the police's small pistols.

However, Cartagena is still very experienced in handling this kind of matter, and it is all experience accumulated when rectifying the public security environment.

Ten minutes later, there was a sudden sound, and the helicopter took off very quickly.

run?

Run away from your mother!

At a height of dozens of meters, Gatlin opened fire directly, shooting out the line of fire, which scared Adrian and the others and turned pale.

"Run, get out of the car and run!" He yelled and braked suddenly.

Before the vehicle stopped, the doors on both sides opened, and eight people began to rush out.

At this moment, the helicopter that quickly adjusted its muzzle fired another line of fire. Just as the three people rushed out, their bodies were torn apart by bullets in an instant, and blood spurted out several meters away.

Adrian and the others trembled for a moment, and did not dare to look back, nor did they think of fighting back. They all rushed towards the shop next to them.

Knowing that you will be blocked by the police after entering the store, it is difficult to run away, but that is better than being beaten to a pulp by a helicopter immediately.

Sure enough, after rushing in, due to the angle, the helicopter had nothing to do with them.

Adrian, who was half relieved, cursed loudly and said, "Damn it, how could these police respond so quickly?"

As he spoke, he raised his gun, pointed it at several people in the store, and pulled the trigger "Click, click, click, click, click, click."

The people hiding in the store let out a scream and were frightened.

Adrian wasn't actually aiming, and he still needed them as hostages, so how could he kill them directly.

But there was a woman who was unlucky and was hit in the abdomen by a stray bullet, so there was nothing that could be done.

Blood was flowing, the woman was lying on the ground clutching her stomach and screaming, and Adrian and the others laughed a few times.

The screams made them feel very relieved.

After all, the three accomplices were beaten to pieces just now, and now they can still be seen when looking out the window.

Fear, fear, need to vent.

For them, inflicting fear on others and watching those people scream in pain in their hands is the most stress-relieving and joyful thing.

"Block the door and windows!" Adrian casually ordered and walked towards the screaming woman lying on the ground.

Several people nearby were so frightened that they backed away, not daring to look into Adrian's blood-red eyes.

Aiming the barrel of the gun that was hanging downward at the woman, Adrian made a sound of hehe, hehe, hehe from his throat.

"boom!"

"ah!

"The woman covered her thigh and screamed again.

Adrian seemed very happy. When the woman removed her hand from her belly to cover her thigh, he inserted the barrel of the gun directly into the bullet wound in her abdomen.

"ah!

!

"

Several people in the store were frightened by this cruel scene and turned around. They closed their eyes tightly and covered their ears. No one dared to look.

"Haha, haha, quack quack..." Adrian twisted the barrel of the gun and let out bursts of strange laughter.

While he was torturing the woman, a man came over and said loudly: "Head, checked, there is no back door."

Adrian didn't answer immediately, but instead pulled out his gun and punched the woman in the chest. The barrel of the gun couldn't penetrate, but the woman screamed in agony. He stepped on her and kept poking hard with the barrel of the gun in his hand.

He went down, exerted force, and replied: "I fucking knew it."

"Don't even think about going back alive!"

"There are helicopters outside, if you go out you will die!"

"Wait here, the police will surround you soon."

"They all must die!"

"They all must die!"

“Ahhhhh!

!" The woman at her feet could no longer scream, her body was twitching, and her chest and face had been stabbed to pieces by the barrel of the gun.

But Adrian still didn't stop, poking with the barrel of the gun and stepping on it with his feet, frantically venting the fear in his heart.

Fear of death.

The other four subordinates who were still alive were not doing much better. Their eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the five remaining people in the store, seeming to be selecting targets for torture and venting.

That look is bloody and vicious!

"Don't worry!" Adrian finally stood up straight, stretched out, squinted his eyes, shook his head and exhaled a long breath, as if he had finally relieved all the pressure in his heart.

"Wait and see if they can use their threats to let us go."

"If you can't, then use them as a shield."

"Kill as many as you can, it's not a loss!"

"Head, this woman..." A guy pointed at a woman among the five people. She looked to be in her 30s and was a plump young woman. She was very attractive at first glance.

"Go, relax." Adrian laughed and waved his hand.

The two fastest men rushed up at a brisk pace, grabbed the woman's clothes and tore them hard.

There was a sizzling sound, and everything turned white.

"ah!

"At the same time as the woman's scream sounded, a man next to him rushed up and shouted: "No, no, no, you can't!"

"Wait!" Adrian suddenly raised his hand and shouted, and his two men frowned and turned their heads.

He's going to fucking die, who cares?

It will definitely not work to prevent them from venting.

"Who are you?" Adrian smiled and pointed at the woman.

"I'm his husband!" The man pulled the woman over and hugged her, covering her chest with his hands as much as possible.

"Ha, hahahaha, okay, okay, okay." Adrian laughed and shouted several times.

"Come on, come on, control him first." Adrian greeted: "Let him watch and see how we play with his wife!"

When Adrian said this, the four men immediately became happy and rushed towards the man together.

"no no!

"

The man waved his fist and tried to resist, but was hit in the chest by a gun butt. His face suddenly turned red and he lost strength.

The two men grabbed the woman and pushed her down to the blood-stained ground amidst the woman's screams.

The man's hands were tied and he was stamped on the ground, writhing in despair.

"Hurry the fuck up you two!"

The four people had no choice but to separate. The two waiting people were very excited by this perverted scene.

"Urgent?" Adrian had a weird smile on his face and pointed at the man...

Um……??

"Oh no……!

"

…

"What happened in Mar del Plata Street?" Jeff asked as he got out of the car and walked into the hotel.

"Well, a few people came from nowhere, armed with submachine guns and assault rifles and didn't know what they were going to do. As a result, they were speeding on the road and were chased by the traffic police."

The secretary next to Jeff followed him and explained: "The police asked them to stop for inspection. When they were anxious, they opened fire directly. The two policemen in the patrol car were killed on the spot. Then the gang shot at other vehicles on the road.

The shooting method was very cruel and violent."

"Fleeing and shooting all the way, causing complete congestion in four streets. The number of casualties currently received is over 30."

"Later, the police asked for help from the umbrella, and a Black Hawk passed by, killing three people on the spot..."

Jeff frowned when he heard this, "Are you crazy? Making trouble here has caused so many casualties. This kind of thing happens all the time. Who dares to come to Cartagena to play? Damn it, you dare to make trouble on my territory."

, do you know who he is? Because of what?"

"I don't know yet. The police blocked the street and haven't arrested anyone yet."

"What are you doing for food? A big rat came into the house, and you didn't know it at all. It was obviously here to do something big, but it was discovered by the traffic police." Jeff squinted at the few boys around him, "There is no traffic police, right?

I won’t know until they come to kill me!”

"Boss, don't worry, we'll investigate you closely when we get back!" The younger brothers didn't dare to raise their heads after being told this.

Jeff's words were meant to raise everyone's attention. The long period of peace in Cartagena made the group of people feel a little relaxed.

He really didn't feel that these people were coming for him.

After all, there was Sean standing behind him and a protective umbrella. Even if someone wanted to seize the territory, they wouldn't really think that they could take away the territory in northern Colombia by killing him.

That's too naive.

The problem is, Pablo didn't want to seize the territory.

Jeff never expected that.

…

After the police completed the blockade, they were not in a hurry to attack, even though they knew that the gangsters had captured the hostages.

When encountering this kind of situation, the police have their own set of procedures. They first start to evacuate the crowd from the shops on both sides of the street, and then move forward little by little toward the place where the gangsters are hiding.

This is to force Sean's gangsters to suddenly rush out and reduce the casualties of innocent civilians caused by the sudden exchange of fire between the two sides.

Of course, the police were also surrounded outside where the gangsters were hiding, but they were not in a hurry to attack.

After the entire street except this one was evacuated, the supporting armored vehicles also arrived.

It doesn't matter how powerful the firepower is, whether it's a submachine gun or an assault rifle, there's nothing in front of the armored vehicle.

"How's the situation?" The car door facing away from the store opened, and a group of heavily armed paratroopers jumped out.

"The five gangsters all have long guns, and their firepower is very strong. They have strong combat effectiveness. I don't know if they have other firepower." The police chief immediately stepped forward and said.

In Cartagena, the police station and the umbrella have a clear division of labor. The police station handles ordinary incidents and maintains social security and image. All major issues are handled by the umbrella.

"Are there any hostages?" The leader of the umbrella team didn't care about the situation of the gangsters. It didn't matter how fierce the firepower was.

Everyone is not on the same level.

"There are hostages. We observed a female corpse on the ground. In addition, judging from the sounds coming from inside, there was forced behavior against the female's will. There are several other hostages unknown."

The captain of the umbrella looked over and took a look at the situation.

The rolling shutter door was closed, and a glass showcase was blocked by a cabinet. Only something could be seen through the gap.

"Are hostages important?" After thinking about it, the captain suddenly raised his head and asked.

"This is not a tourist area, and there are almost no tourists." The police chief said more tactfully, "I also asked about this store, and the consumption is not high."

The captain of the umbrella nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

After observing the surrounding situation, I went around to the store next door to take a look, and then made a battle plan.

Soon, the police began to rely on armored vehicles to approach the store entrance. The police sergeant raised his loudspeaker and started shouting: "You have been surrounded. Surrender is your only way out..."

After shouting for a long time, the rolling shutter door did not open. The cabinet next to the window was pushed open, and the upper body of a naked woman was pushed to the window.

The woman was forced against the glass. Her head was hanging down, her face was bruised and bruised, her lips were cracked, and her eyes were bleeding. She had obviously been beaten.

There was obviously a man standing behind the woman. His pants were hanging on the ground, and the woman was shaking.

This scene made the police chief, who was used to seeing all kinds of dark things, think that his heart was hard enough, and his face turned red with anger.

Is this fucking XXX?

This is a fucking slap in the face of the police!

It can be seen from here that these people are arrogant, wanton, cruel, and inhumane...

There is no sign of surrender!

The security captain who was standing on the side of the store where the gangsters were hiding saw the police chief stop shouting and frowned and made a gesture. He didn't see the situation in the window.

Seeing the gesture, the police sergeant opened his mouth and didn't know what to do for a moment. It would be too fake to continue to persuade him to surrender.

After thinking about it, he threw away the loudspeaker and called the police to prepare for a frontal attack.

The gangster who pushed the woman out of the window didn't care. He continued to exert force while watching the preparations of the police outside.

The provocation is on the one hand, they don't want to commit suicide and would rather fight with the police and die in the hands of the police. Therefore, on the other hand, they want to see what the police plan and target them.

At this moment, the gangsters were also ready to face the police's strong attack.

Outside the door, the police aimed from the side, and six guns were pointed directly at the woman who was pressed against the window. The moment before the police opened fire, the gangster suddenly pulled out his gun and rushed towards the side.

An instinct that has experienced a life and death battle for a long time.

"Da da da" "ta da da" intensive gunfire sounded, the glass shattered, and the woman was directly beaten into a sieve.

Regardless of whether he died before or not, he is free now.

At this moment, gunfire rang out in the store at the same time. The gangster calculated his position and started shooting at the police through the rolling shutter door.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of gunfire.

At this moment, there were two loud sounds of "boom" and "boom".

Two large holes were blown out of the walls on both sides of the store where the gangsters were. Bricks, stones, cement and various debris were swept across the house.

In the first moment after the explosion, security personnel wearing helmets on both sides rushed in and fired directly at the target holding a gun.

In a standard CQB battle, two assaulters rushed in first, followed by the firemen. With just one face-to-face encounter, and under double-teaming from the left and right, all five gangsters were knocked to the ground on the spot, unable to resist.

In order to ensure the knockout and try to stay alive, the security personnel hit him all over the chest. Fortunately, but unfortunately, Adrian did not die on the spot.

The gun in his hand was knocked away. Just as he was about to endure the pain and grab the gun, a big foot stepped on his back. After struggling for a while, Adrian retracted his hand and touched the lower back that was pressed against him.

.

Seeing this, the security guard who was just on top of him subconsciously put his gun to Adrian's head and fired a series of shots.

Most of this action is to grab the grenade and kill them together. In order to ensure instant death, you can only hit the head.

This time, out of the five gangsters, only one was left who was dying and vomiting blood. He looked like he couldn't survive.

Seeing that the danger was gone, the security personnel had time to take a look at the situation inside the store.

This is a clothing store, and a man wearing a shirt and buttocks is huddled in the corner with a numb expression.

There are also a few people hiding in the corner, including elderly aunts, children, and men...

After confirming that there is no danger in the house, the rolling shutter door is closed. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with the security company. How to release information to the outside world, how to investigate, and how to face the public are all the police's business.

Cleaning the floor, professional counterpart.

…

Watching the news broadcast on TV, the person Pablo sent to work in Cartagena looked so ugly that he was about to bleed.

When 8 good players went out, no one at the target could see them, and they were all stuck because of speeding. It was a joke!

There is nowhere to vent your anger!

Not only was the anger released, but the person who had just been bribed was scolded.

"If you are only at this level, then you should be careful and don't involve me."

In order to still get the news, for Pablo's reputation, and to get things done, he couldn't get angry.

I have to promise more money and wait for the next news.

Depressed, irritable, and aggrieved, I turned off the TV, picked up my clothes, and walked out.

He is not afraid of anyone coming to his door, he has a serious identity, and Adrian and his gang are all dead.

Now he wants to go out and vent his anger.

…

A few days later, the first batch of 12 Devil Birds was delivered, and Pablo called and got really angry.

This time they learned the lesson and deployed three waves of people, disguised as tourists and job seekers, in three directions respectively to ensure that they would rush there as soon as they got the news.

Two days later, another internal message came through.

In the evening, Jeff will go to San Felipe de Barra for a banquet at 8 o'clock.

This time there is relatively plenty of time, and there will be no traffic jams at night.

Lessons learned, most of the time this time there was only one person driving the car alone, and even if the car crashed, not all people would be lost.

The only trouble is that it is a wealthy area and a tourist area. There are many rich people and American tourists, and the police security force is very strong.

The good thing is that the batches finally converged near San Felipe de Barra Fort.

The bad thing is that these armed drug dealers carry too much violence and are incompatible with this relaxed, leisure and entertainment environment. Now if they dare to get out of the car and wander around, they will definitely be questioned by the police who patrol from time to time.

.

Temperament is a vague thing, but it is obviously there, and it is difficult to conceal changes.

Moreover, people on the street are dressed casually and loosely. It is impossible for them to walk outside with bags or coats on their backs, and they cannot carry long guns at all.

The only way to kill Jeff in a while is...

Time passed like this little by little, and the group of gunmen became extremely nervous.

Fortunately, it's almost nine o'clock.

…

…

PS: I failed, I really failed!

Trapped in Fuzhou.

Leading this kind of creature is simply the biggest enemy of a peaceful and stable life!

In order to cooperate with this conference, Hainan has introduced a new policy. When going, you must have Hainan Green Code.

Because the Huohuo account is in SanY, there is no way to do nucleic acid testing in SanY these days, so SanY’s code is yellowed. The nucleic acid results in Fuzhou cannot be found there. It should be a data conflict. First, choose SanY.

Fireworks: I want to go to Triple Y.

Official: Please show the three-Y green code.

Fireworks: No!

Official: Then you go do it!

Yanhuo: Then let me go back to Sany.

Official: Please show the three-Y green code.

Simply...

There are various telephone numbers, various hotlines, and there are a lot of things at the Fuzhou Airport service desk that you can’t get to San Y.

As a foreigner, it's okay to say that I can modify some things, but that's not the case with Sany.

It wasn't until the plane left that I finally got through to the official service hotline and started to declare. After the declaration was completed, I took a break at noon...

I had no choice but to find a hotel at the airport. I went to work after 3 pm and then transferred the green code.

Book a ticket for the next day, full price, no discount...

As a result, during dinner in the evening, another message came over: the flight to Sanya was canceled due to the typhoon.

Cancel tomorrow, cancel the day after tomorrow...

Impressed!

I can’t get out anymore...