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Victoria Heinau raised her hand to turn off the TV, leaning on the sofa with blank eyes.

The wanted person is her man. With such a high price, I don’t know how many people are tempted. It is not an exaggeration to say that all Colombians are looking for her husband.

She has found that there are many people around her, and they are all looking at her with malicious eyes.

If it weren't for the protection or surveillance of someone around her, Victoria suspected that she would be kidnapped immediately, hoping to fish Pablo out on her own.

Even if there is only one ten thousandth chance!

How many people would be tempted by 50 million U.S. dollars, money that could last several lifetimes?

She discovered that several people sent by the umbrella were staring at her...

But she knew that Pablo would not contact her if he was not dead.

‘ε=(ο｀*)))Alas” sighed heavily, missing that man a little.

I am only 28, but I still hope to find a man who is strong enough...

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Colombia, Santander Province, small town Los Santos.

Running out of the mountains, Pablo and a dozen of his men hurried to the property that he had purchased under someone else's name a few years ago.

After all, he can't always hide in the jungle, spread poison, kill people, and make money. Is it just to hide in the jungle and feed mosquitoes?

It's just fine if I don't come out of the mountains. Once I come out and receive information from the outside, I feel bad.

50 million caught alive?

Being the most wanted criminal in the world is in line with his worth, but this does not make Pablo happy at all.

Who knows if everyone in Colombia is looking for him now, which makes him afraid to go out at all.

Of course, I don’t dare to let people around me go out!

Pablo was afraid that the people around him would call and offer to sell him for a good price as soon as he left home.

He would be suspicious even if several people went out together.

But we can't have a dozen old men staying in the house all day, right?

Pablo had already said many times how much money he would promise his men.

However, he could still feel that the mood of his men was getting worse and worse.

Going abroad?

It's okay for others, but not for him. In fact, he shouldn't do such a thing no matter how much money he promises to his subordinates.

What do you rely on to control an armed force of 40,000 people, 80% of coke sales, and a fortune of tens of billions of dollars?

He is the world's number one drug lord.

Now that he has lost this identity, simply being rich is not only not a good thing, but also a life-threatening talisman.

Children hold gold to cause trouble!

Swish, swish, Pablo wrote an address on the paper, and then pushed it in front of several men, "You have followed me for many years, ups and downs, and now..."

With that said, Pablo took a long breath, blinked, and forced out a smile, "No more, I can't embarrass you, just go here."

"I left 40 million at this address. It is not my public property and has not been seized. If you fight with me, there will always be a happy ending!" Pablo said very emotionally.

The few people looked at each other for a while. They have all been with Pablo for many years. It is impossible to say that they have no feelings at all.

But to put a price on this relationship... 50 million is still available!

Colombian peso…

No more!

It is impossible to say that everyone has no idea after knowing the bounty!

It's just that I haven't thought about it well, and there are so many people in the family that I can't divide them, so I endured it for many days.

Now Pablo suddenly made a move, and everyone was caught off guard.

Several people looked at each other and then looked deeply at Pablo. Both sides expressed their feelings of farewell. The scene was quite touching.

In the end, several people took the note, packed up their things, and left.

They only have 6 people and 40 million U.S. dollars. Each of them can get at least tens of millions of U.S. dollars!

The calculation is correct, it is impossible for all 6 people to get the money alive...

Several people left the room, and Pablo's expression immediately turned cold.

These guys have helped him manage business channels over the years, and they are the smartest among the people around him now.

So the first wave must be sent away!

40 million is enough to deter them from reporting the crime. After all, once they are caught, they will definitely reveal these locations. It is impossible for them to take the money safely.

There are too many people around, and there is no guarantee at all. Even if Pablo knows that he is finished, he will not give up the struggle.

As soon as the six people left, Pablo immediately asked the others to change cities.

Make sure that even if a few people report it, you can't find it.

After all, Pablo is worthy of being the world's number one drug lord. Even though Sean has pushed him to this point, he is still trying to find a way to struggle.

Along the way, Pablo used this method to constantly divert people around him until there was only the last person left. Pablo decided to play a tug-of-war with Sean. He would spend a month, half a year, and a year. He didn't believe Sean.

I can keep an eye on him.

The person left behind was not the one who had been with him the longest, nor was he the one he trusted the most.

There was only one reason why Pablo chose to keep him by his side. This person was the most... Although he couldn't be said to be stupid, he was certainly stupid and had no brains.

At critical moments, it is safe to keep this kind of people by your side...

"You, what are you doing!" Pablo struggled hard and was sleeping when he suddenly felt something was wrong and his feet were tied up.

Originally, Pablo was exhausted physically and mentally and fell into a deep sleep. However, when the guy was tied up, he strangled him too hard and woke him up.

"Don't move!" Matilda threw Pablo down as he sat up with a look of panic, holding Pablo's arms firmly with both hands.

"You're crazy, Matilda, you're betraying me because I trust you so much!" Pablo yelled while struggling, "Think about it, I am Pablo, I have money, and they

I can give you as much money as I can give you!"

"Let's not talk about our feelings. For money, you should follow me. If you follow me, you will have more money than you can spend in a lifetime!" Pablo tried to use words to persuade this silly boy.

"But, I want to go to the United States!" Matilda pressed Pablo tightly, with no intention of letting go, "I, I like Sophie Marceau, she is so beautiful, like a pure angel,

I want to go to the United States to find her, and as long as I have money, I will definitely be able to pursue her!"

"What?" Pablo was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the silly boy in front of him. Are you fucking kidding me?

Are you going to hand him over to the Americans for such a bullshit reason?

are you crazy!

What the hell, what the hell, Pablo didn’t know what to say for a moment.

He had also heard that many people were crazy about chasing stars, but he had always seen them as jokes before, and never thought that he would meet one in person.

For this kind of person, it is useless for you to tell him that celebrities are completely different on and off stage.

"No, wait, you think, I am richer, I can also give you a lot of money to pursue your goddess!" Pablo still tried to struggle.

"No, you are a drug criminal, and I am also a drug criminal following you. My goddess is the most beautiful woman in the world. He cannot be the woman of a drug criminal. That is an insult to her!" Matilda demanded heavily, with a firm look on her face.

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Before going to bed, he also watched Sophie Marceau's movie, and in his dreams, the goddess was in his mind. Now, he is desperate, he wants to live for the goddess!

"I...Fake#￥%...#￥%..." Pablo was so angry that he never thought that he would be scheming and scheming, and finally he would be caught because of a female star!

This is the greatest insult to his life!

Perhaps it was the goddess who gave Matilda infinite power. After resisting for a while, Pablo was weakened and had no choice but to let him control her.

He just kept cursing and cursing.

It would be okay if he just scolded Matilda, but Pablo was really angry and scolded Sophie Marceau...

"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, how dare you scold her, you vicious guy, you will definitely go to hell!" Matilda went crazy and beat Pablo all over his head and face.

It was blood and he passed out completely.

…

In the conference room of the Umbrella Base in Cartagena, Sean was the last one to walk in. As soon as he entered, he found that everyone tilted their heads and looked at him, with strange expressions on their faces, as if they were trying to hold back laughter.

"Why are you looking at me?" Sean raised his hand and touched his face, rolling his eyes.

"I just received news that a guy who calls himself Matilda has captured Pablo." Bill raised his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly.

"What a good thing!" Sean sat upright suddenly, "Really or not, so fast?"

"We judge that it should be true, but this guy's request is a bit strange."

"Why is it weird?" Sean was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "Is it as weird as fifty million!"

"Uh... not necessarily." Bill's tone was full of uncertainty.

Sean made a strange 'hmm' sound, "What's going on? Tell me."

Bill coughed again and said with a weird look: "According to Matilda herself, he ran out to protect Pablo. He was originally at the lair all year round. The reason why he captured Pablo was for Sophie.

· Marceau.”

Sean frowned and tilted his head, and the black man said hello.JPG

"No, wait a minute, what do you mean for Sophie Marceau?" Sean frowned, looking confused as to how these two names were connected.

Sophie Marceau is now Sean's woman, pregnant, and currently expecting to give birth on Deer Island.

Everyone suppressed laughter and listened to Bill explain the matter again, "Now Mr. Matilda has made a request to meet Sophie Marceau, and we need to arrange it."

Sean blinked his eyes, then suddenly burst out laughing, "I'm so... weird!"

"If it's really Pablo, I feel aggrieved for him."

"Hey, someone is going after your woman!" Bill looked at Sean with a curious expression. He had the impression that Sean would be very angry.

Sean laughed, "You can only watch from a distance, but I play with you casually, why should I be angry?"

"They can only dream about the sweetness of the goddess at midnight, but I can..." Sean chuckled, "I just hope he won't collapse after getting the truth."

Even if this topic is in the past, everyone is just joking about it. Capturing Pablo alive is the real business.

Because the matter was so important, Thomson was the only one who secretly took a few people there.

If something is true, a few people can handle it; if something is false, even if there are many people, it will be futile.

One day later, Pablo, whose face was covered with injuries, was brought back to Cartagena by Mimi, and Sean went to meet the fan in person.

"Your request is fine, but there are some things we must explain clearly."

Matilda nodded, trying hard to keep a straight face and not seem nervous, but her eyes were blinking uncontrollably every second.

"For your safety, this matter must be kept confidential throughout the entire process. Therefore, you will get the money, but the official will not announce it to the public, and you need to keep it confidential yourself." Sean said slowly.

Matilda nodded immediately, this is what he should be. If he changes his identity, he will be a rich man instead of a drug criminal, and he can pursue his goddess.

"Since you agree, it's no problem." After saying that, Sean handed the person over to others to receive him.

Time flies...seven days later.

A piece of news detonated the whole world.

The body of Pablo, the world's number one drug lord, was found in the small town of Onegro. After determination, the cause of death was a drug overdose. Based on the circumstances at the scene, suicide was suspected.

On the TV screen, the door of a villa was surrounded by police. Many reporters were watching. Reporters from various countries reported on the incident.

The world's most powerful drug lord died so quietly.

The purpose of spending a lot of money to capture Pablo alive was to pry open his mouth. According to the assessment, this guy still has money, but no one knows where he hides it.

This money is all stolen money. As the "Justice League", it is natural to rescue this money from the evil den and then use it for righteous causes.

But no one wanted Pablo to go to trial alive.

The Colombian government does not want him alive. Pablo knows too much and many people will be implicated if he is alive.

The CIA does not want Pablo alive. With so much money, if Pablo talks nonsense, the CIA will be very passive.

The military did not want Pablo to be alive, so the island near Panama, which was specifically used as a drug transit station, could not be known to others.

Sean didn't want Pablo alive either, so he personally killed Pablo in front of Jeff's grave to avenge Jeff.

More importantly, more than 3 billion US dollars were dug out from Pablo's mouth this time. However, many people do not want this money to be disclosed in the accounts... lest the money fall into the hands of some "criminal elements"!

This money is very hot and most people can’t handle it, so let’s leave it to the Justice League!

Therefore, Pablo could only commit suicide.

…

"It is not a wise choice for one family to be the only one, because everyone will know you and will stare at you, staring at your every move and magnifying it infinitely, attracting too many eyes, and the final result will inevitably be like Barb

Just like Luo." Under a sun umbrella on the beach, Sean said slowly while sipping the juice from the cup.

There were three people sitting next to him, Brother Gilbert in a white shirt and Gustavo in a blue shirt.

This Gustavo is not that Gustavo.

Sean is an old acquaintance. When they were still hanging out in Newark, the two of them drank together under the Statue of Liberty.

At that time, Sean was still a liquor dealer, and Gustavo was a member of the Mexican gang.

Over the years, as Sean has been promoted step by step, Gustavo's business scope has also continued to expand. He came out to work alone very early, buying goods directly from Colombia, eliminating middlemen, and making the prices more affordable to the people.

"Of course, I just made this suggestion. How you do it specifically has nothing to do with me." This time, both parties were called over by Sean, who wanted to share the market.

"These days, no one who eats alone will end well. You have to learn to share, right?" Sean looked at the two of them with a smile, "Expand your business scope, increase the efficiency of capital utilization, make more friends and less hatred.

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"Pandu is not about beating and killing, it's about being humane!"

"You have to learn to use the bank as a tool. Your money is buried in the soil. You are hiding in the mountains. There are only mosquitoes and leeches. Women are covered in sweat and smell. Then why do you make so much money?" Sean glanced at the two of them.

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"Don't be a slave to money, learn to control it."

"That's it, I'm leaving. I hope you can change your identities next time we meet." After that, Sean stood up, took the juice and swayed away.

In Sean's opinion, Gustavo is very aware of current affairs and should have deposited the money in his own bank. As for the Gilbert brothers, Gustavo has to restrain him, even if he is unwilling in his heart, in order not to suffer his own consequences.

If you are hit hard, you will hold your nose and deposit it into your own bank.

It's not that Sean had any intention of stealing their money. Such a large amount of cash flow would just get moldy in the hands of drug criminals, and might even explode to pieces in the end. He might as well play a more important role here.

Well, it is mainly for the better circulation of US dollars. This is a contribution to the country, and it is definitely not a related-party loan of 32.595 billion...

…

In July, mid-summer, Sean finally finished his work in Colombia.

After Pablo's death, the more than 30,000 armed forces he left behind had to be disposed of. For security reasons, this kind of future trouble could not be left behind.

After finishing these tasks, Sean took his special plane and took the Devil Bird formation on a friendly visit to various countries in South America!

Take a look at my bird and ask you how big it is!

Hard or not!

This round of friendly visits to South American countries has been fruitful, with a thick pile of orders. Even if the east side starts working at full capacity, it will be enough for two years of production!

Of course, the main reason is that the combat power displayed by the Devil Bird shocked many countries. The thing is indeed good, but it is not because...

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

"What? No need?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I, Sean, never like to buy or sell by force!" Sean still kept smiling, "That's it, that's it for today. I have an appointment later. I'm a bit pressed for time. I can't help it. I'm a businessman.

A life of hard work.”

"No need to send it, no need to send it, it's very close. The people from the First Command asked me to meet, and they also wanted to ask about the price of the Devil Bird." Sean's smile became even brighter, "Don't worry, I understand the rules and I won't sell them.

If you give them a military version, they must have dismantled military equipment."

"No, why are you holding me back?" Sean raised his eyebrows.

The Brazilian president grabbed Sean's arm and put on an ugly smile on his face, "I suddenly feel that the Brazilian government should purchase a batch of new aircraft to cope with the ever-changing international situation and adapt to the new war standards."

First Command, the largest gang in Brazil, the kind that dares to threaten the government head-on.

"No need, I see you are in a difficult position." Sean laughed, "It's as if I, Sean, are buying and selling by force."

"No embarrassment, no embarrassment at all!"

"How many will you buy?"

"30..." The president stared at Sean and observed the expression on his face. When he saw Sean raising his butt and starting to leave, he immediately said: "50!"

"There are still many companies in need of civilian aircraft. We cannot always focus on how to kill people. Compared with this, I hope that the Devil Bird produced by our company will bring a better life to people."

"80 planes!"

"For example, patrol, early warning, rescue, forest fire fighting..."

"100 planes!"

"Can help others..."

"Sean, don't go too far!"

"One price, 120!" Sean slapped his thigh.

False business competition: cut off your capital chain.

Real business competition: break into safes and change lock cylinders.

After the quantity is negotiated, if you look at this aircraft, all the advantages are left...

Low-cost, with the same price as an armed helicopter, more powerful ground combat effectiveness than the F-16, longer cruise time, lower fuel consumption, lower operating difficulty, lower maintenance...

As long as you don't engage in air combat with jet fighters, it's simply the most perfect work!

In South America, or in other words, in the current world, wars are basically ground wars, and they are all wars between government armed forces and anti-government armed forces and local separatist forces.

There were almost no jet fighters, so the next day, the Brazilian president and Sean held a joint press conference.

The opening scene was to sing praises to the Devil Bird, some kind of invention that transcended the times, which made Sean blush.

Anyway, it just means that Brazil's purchase of 120 Devil Birds is correct and necessary, and its military power has become stronger... and so on.

Finally, the order package was thrown out, with a total of 120 aircraft including civilian models such as sea cruise, maritime rescue, and geological exploration.

After leaving Brazil, Sean began to visit various countries in South America along the way.

Rebels.

For example, Venezuela...

Faced with the question from the President of Venezuela, Sean answered calmly: ""It's a misunderstanding", "It's not what you think", "I just like the scenery there", "It's just a simple meal", "It's all

friend"……"

The President of Venezuela accepted Sean's explanation and ordered a batch of aircraft.

Then there are Mexico, Argentina, Chile, Peru, Ecuador, Dominica, Guatemala, Panama, Uruguay, Bolivia... more than a dozen South American countries.

It doesn’t matter whether the country is poor or not, or how many orders it places for aircraft.

If it’s not interesting, then it’s very boring… After running around for a while, I placed a total of 720 orders.

When they were all the way back to the United States, Sean reached out and touched the thick pile of U.S. dollars, feeling very satisfied.

You think you are talking about the order. Even if it is small and the layout is small, the aircraft still has a cost.

The US dollars cut from Pablo are the main source of income!

…

"You're finally back!" As soon as I arrived at Kashima's house, Xiao Bu's phone came.