America’s Big Hero

Founded in 1533, Cartagena is one of the ancient cities in Colombia and one of the most charming cities in Colombia. It is famous for its ancient fortress and is known as the most beautiful place in Latin America.

In the middle of the 16th century, the Spanish colonists plundered the gold and silver wealth of South America and the "agricultural tool" trading market, which later declined with the decline of the agricultural tool trade.

In 1920, with the development of oilfields in the upper Magdalena River Basin flourishing again, relying on the Colombian government, the development was still greatly restricted.

To really develop, it was only after Sean led a large number of chemical companies that were relatively backward in the United States that they really rejuvenated.

And Jeff, Sean's spokesperson in northern Colombia, naturally inherited most of Sean's influence, and even controlled the underground forces in the northern region. He was a man of influence in Cartagena and even the entire northern part of Colombia. Colombian upper class socialite.

Therefore, Jeff is actually very busy. In addition to dealing with many business matters, he also often attends various high-end banquets. Influence is not just sitting at home every day, it has to be displayed.

This was the case today. At 9:00, a convoy appeared at the end of the road and drove towards the castle.

"Quick, quick!!" Smollett greeted loudly after receiving the news in the commercial vehicle parked by the side of the road.

The six people in the car became tense, picked up the equipment and checked again, and at the same time the car started and drove towards the gate of the castle.

...

The 20 meters in front of the castle gate has been martial law by the police at this moment, and a private business banquet was dispatched by the police to martial law, which is what emerging cities can do.

A while ago, such a big incident happened in Cartagena, and many people died. So far, we haven't found out who those criminals are. This made Jeff more vigilant and raised the security level to a higher level.

There is no way, there is no face recognition system in this era, and most of Pablo's people are usually hidden in the mountains, who would know him by such a coincidence.

Smollett's commercial vehicle was stopped as soon as it approached the cordon, so he could only get out of the vehicle to communicate with the police.

While delaying time, he stared at the movement of Jeff's car.

With his left hand behind his back, Smollett stopped at Jeff's motorcade, the door opened, and Jeff went out. After confirming that he was the target, he clenched his back hand hard.

Immediately, two black muzzles protruded from inside the car, aimed at the surrounding policemen and began to shoot directly. The distance was too close, and a group of police officers in charge of security were swept away in one fell swoop.

At the same time, Smollett took out his left hand from the back of the quilt, and shot several policemen in front of him down with bang bang bang.

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the security guards on the other side of the convoy immediately turned their heads to look over, and their expression changed drastically in an instant.

I saw three people raising their hands to make a throwing motion, and threw a few grenades towards this side.

"Be careful of the grenade!" With a loud shout, the two threw Jeff down directly, and the others also fell down quickly.

Smollett killed the two policemen in front of him, and immediately took out the grenade and threw it there.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Continuous grenade explosions sounded, and several people in the security team around Jeff suddenly groaned, obviously injured.

The temperature in Colombia is high all year round, and it is impossible to wear body armor all the time. This time, it suffered a lot of losses.

As soon as the shock wave of the explosion passed, several security guards drew out their guns and wanted to fight back, but as soon as they looked up, their faces became mad, "Damn Fake, come again!"

Under normal circumstances, a wave of grenades would start to attack, but the group brought by Pablo did not. A wave of grenades was followed by another wave of grenades.

There is no way around this. Originally, Cartagena’s management was very strict. It took a lot of effort to get some long guns in last time. Such a big thing happened, and the supervision has gone up two steps. This forced them to More portable grenades are not shipped.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Including Smollett, there were a total of four people under the car. I don't know how many grenades these guys brought, but they didn't stop anyway, throwing one wave after another.

No tactics, no skills, no attention to marksmanship, just hard attack, a random bombing, and the group of retired soldiers around Jeff couldn't lift their heads.

It's not that he didn't think about fighting back, turned over and took out his pistol. After two shots, the grenade fell from the sky. On the masonry road, there was no cover at all, and it was impossible to survive.

There were two people on Jeff's body, his face was covered with blood, and the security guard on his body was injured. He heard a muffled grunt just now.

In fact, he was also injured. The exposed arm and waist were hit by steel balls, and the bleeding continued.

There were too many grenades, even if the security guards around them tried their best, they couldn't fully protect them.

"Zi la!" There was a sound of brakes, and the car that had just driven away immediately turned around and came back to rescue after hearing the gunshots, and finally came back at this moment.

"Send the boss to the car!" The two security guards who were still alive fought desperately, completely ignoring the grenades that flew over again, and crazily fired back.

In the car that drove back, and in several cars that drove back, the driver also took out his gun and opened fire frantically at the assailant.

Two of Pablo's men were shot and fell to the ground.

The body of the security guard was pushed away from Jeff. Jeff covered the wound on his waist with one hand, got up and rushed towards the open car door.

At this moment, the people in Smollett's car finally prepared the RPG they had brought, squatted on the ground, and pulled the trigger on the first car with the RPG on their shoulders.

Less than 30 meters, the minimum launch distance, the RPG arrived in an instant, and there was a loud "boom", and the flames shot up into the sky.

Jeff was also unlucky, that guy didn't know how to aim, the RPG almost hit the lower edge of the car, the explosion shock wave directly lifted the car up, and Jeff, who had just rushed to the side of the car under cover, was directly hit by the shock wave. It exploded and flew out.

After the only RPG was fired, Smollett didn't bother to check the result, turned around and ran into the car.

It took only a minute before and after, more than 50 grenades were thrown out, and even the guarding police next to them did not let go, throwing six or seven grenades in the past.

It’s true that the ammunition has been poured out. If the target can’t be killed, then it’s useless to rush up with a gun. The opponent’s car has already driven over. With a bunker and support, this is not a jungle, and they can’t beat it. Those American soldiers.

"Go, go!"

Previous experience told them that they would arrive in a short while without flying the helicopter.

A security guard who was still alive and the drivers in the three cars didn't care about chasing him, and all rushed towards Jeff who flew out.

At this moment, Jeff was lying on his back on the ground, blood was oozing from all his five sense organs, and there was blood foam dripping from his mouth, looking extremely miserable.

Seeing this, the faces of several people were ugly, and their teeth were about to be gritted. "Don't move, don't move, stop the bleeding first, call the hospital, let them get ready, and call for a helicopter to rescue people."

At this time, the ambulance is not available at all.

In order to save Jeff, the helicopter didn't chase the murderer and let Smollett and the others run far away, but Jeff was attacked, and the whole of Cartagena seemed to have a big earthquake.

The police were completely shocked, and all the police forces that could be dispatched were chasing and intercepting this area.

After receiving the news, the broadcasting company immediately stopped the original program, broadcast the attack, and warned all vehicles. The roads in the vicinity were all blocked, and everyone was forbidden to go to the street. Vehicles on the street immediately stopped to avoid the roadside.

The taxi company even ordered the nearby taxis to block all intersections with their cars, and the murderer must not be allowed to escape.

This is really poking a hornet's nest!

With Jeff's control in Cartagena, there is no second possibility, Smollett and his party can't escape at all, and they will definitely die.

On the other side, the helicopter picked up Jeff and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, and directly pushed into the operating room. The doctors here were already ready, but when he saw Jeff's miserable state, the doctor who performed the surgery immediately felt chills all over his body. Tightening, "Large area of ​​flaky corrugated abrasions, intradermal subcutaneous bleeding, skin avulsion injury, it is judged to be blast shock wave injury, pneumothorax, hemothorax, internal organs are suspected to be ruptured, and intra-abdominal bleeding is suspected, and the operation is started immediately..."

The abdomen was fully opened, and immediately a large stream of blood gushed out, and the doctor knew it was over!

Do your best, listen to the destiny, and save him no matter what, even if you know you can't get back.

Sure enough, after insisting on the operation for 5 hours, the lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor came out with a disheartened face...

...

"What?" Sean stood up suddenly, his eyes widened angrily, staring at Lorraine, "You, say it again?"

"Jeff was attacked while attending the banquet, and the rescue failed in the end." Lorraine whispered.

Sean stood there in a daze for a long while, then suddenly screamed loudly, "This, this, this is impossible, I don't fucking believe it!"

No matter how many winds and waves, now it can be said that success and fame are achieved, and people will die if they just attend a fucking banquet?

How does this make Sean believe!

Sean's eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious, and the veins on his neck were bulging. "I don't believe it. Get ready for the plane right away. I'll go see Jeff."

After all, he took a step and walked outside.

"Sean, don't do this." Lorraine looked worried, and reached out to pull Sean.

"Go away!" Sean waved his hand violently, "Norris, Norris, where the hell are you, hurry up!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Lorraine could only call to Torre, "Cartagena is not safe now, bring more people."

"Don't worry." Torrey gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, his face full of murderous intent.

Sean was stopped halfway after all.

Bill also received news that they were all his old brothers. Sean was going to Cartagena, of course he was going, and of course Jonas was going.

Not only them, but Neil and others who are far away in Southeast Asia must also rush there.

Sean's air palace stopped all the way to Orlando, waiting for Bill and Jonas to meet up, borrowed a few Black Hawks from the nearby garrison, and flew directly across the sea to Cartagena.

The reason why the sky palace is not used is for safety, the goal of the sky palace is too obvious, the ghost knows whether the purpose of those attackers is Jeff or to lure Sean over.

If a missile is loaded when the plane is landing, it doesn't need a big one, a portable one is enough, it will kill people!

Therefore, it is convenient for the Black Hawk to run directly to the military base in Cartagena under the umbrella, so as to ensure nothing goes wrong.

After arriving in Orlando, Sean calmed down and had to accept the fact that Jeff was dead.

The detailed incident was also in Xiao En's hands. The only problem was that he didn't know which force did it.

The murderer didn't leave anyone alive in the end, not because he didn't want to be caught, but because the last remaining member of the other party committed suicide.

"Whoever it is, he's dead!" Sean said through gritted teeth.

"Do you want to transfer ours first?" Bill gritted his teeth and asked.

Sean thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, the murderer must belong to Colombia if we can't be sure. Who in Colombia would dare to do this? Who has the strength to do so?"

Yes, strength!

Being able to get weapons into Cartagena, and launch two waves of attacks back and forth, without catching any of the two groups of people alive, can make so many people come out to assassinate Jeff, which is definitely not something ordinary forces can do. .

Combined with this assassination, the unsolved mystery of the last Cartagena attack can be considered solved.

It's not evidence, but the time and direction of the incident, which match Jeff's whereabouts that day.

"Who is powerful in Colombia?" Bill frowned, "Official, Pablo, brother Jie, brother Wu."

"It won't be official. Gustavo doesn't have the strength, and the military won't go crazy over him." Sean shook his head, "The other three... probably won't either. what is the benefit?"

"Aren't you afraid that I will try my best to destroy them?"

"Speaking of which, there may be a lot of people who attack, and I have a lot of enemies. If you say you are British, I will believe it." Sean's face was dark, which is the disadvantage of too many enemies. They'll be happy to hang out with drug dealers, and that's what the Brits have done throughout history."

So, now Sean is not sure who did it.

In fact, Sean couldn't find the direction of the investigation now, and these dead people seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Sure enough, all the way to the military base in Cartagena, Sean saw Thompson immediately asked about the investigation.

"There is no information, and the police can't find the identity of the murderer. The Colombian government has been lax in its management. Many people don't even have ID cards. And our forces are mostly in northern Colombia. You can be sure that this group of people is definitely not our ground. above."

"It's not sure if it's Colombian."

Most of the countries in South America are of Hispanic mixed blood, and they all look similar, so it is difficult to distinguish them.

The only thing that is certain is that he lives in the rainforest all year round, is a veteran, and then there is no more.

Sean's face was ugly, what kind of stupid government, dare to make it worse.

There is no place to vent the anger. The government is not doing things, but it is not capable, so there is no way.

And what Xiao En can be sure of is that it is not simply seeking revenge, the other party is a big force, it may really be Jeff, more likely it is himself.

Caught blindly, a sense of powerlessness flooded Xiao En's heart. He didn't expect that with his status, there were still some things he couldn't do.

People, they are too fragile, no matter how rich they are, and if they have power over the world, it is fair when facing bullets, and they will die if they are shot.

...

"The Vice President of Columbia is here," Norris whispered as he entered.

The day after Sean came to Cartagena, the Vice President arrived in secret by plane.

Jeff's death shocked not only the entire underground world, but also the government.

If nothing else, Jeff could be assassinated, so what about other rich people?

Especially those rich people who came to invest from the United States, if their personal safety cannot be guaranteed, how could they come to invest here.

To appease the business community, apart from the political situation in the north, the government is even more afraid that Sean will not let it go. It is okay to find the murderer. The Colombian government can pretend not to see it, or cooperate with revenge. They are afraid that Sean will not find the murderer.

At that time, if Xiao En goes crazy and kills all the suspects, then I don't know how much trouble will happen and how many people will die!

Don't say that Sean doesn't know how to engage in massacres. He did it in Cartagena before, and he killed no less than 2,000 people in more than half a year!

It is true that the underground world is frightened by the killing, otherwise the law and order in Cartagena will not be improved so quickly.

For the above reasons, if Gustavo didn't feel that coming in person was a bit too... downgraded, he would have thought of coming here.

"Let him in." Sean said blankly.

Until the vice president opened the door and came in, Sean didn't get up to express his welcome.

The corner of Mr. Vice President's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. In Colombia, the Vice President is worthless, and even drug dealers dare to assassinate him...

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Sean, we express our regret for the death of Mr. Jeff, and please express our condolences." As soon as he entered the door, the vice president said with a sad face.

"Compared to condolences, I think Jeff wants revenge more, and I won't let the murderer go unpunished, so has the government brought me any good news?" Sean asked sullenly.

"I'm...very sorry." The vice president lowered his head and sighed. "Sir, you know that the Colombian government's control is not that great. We are doing our best to investigate, but it still takes time."

Sean snorted, "Then I don't know why Mr. Vice President is here?"

"First, I came to attend the funeral of Mr. Jeff. Mr. Jeff has paid a lot for the construction of Colombia. He is a good man, a respectable man, and a good friend of the Colombian people. I pay my respects on behalf of the government."

"In addition, on behalf of the government, I express that I will definitely investigate this matter with all my strength, and must return Mr. Jeff with justice."

"In the end, the government judged that this matter is not that simple. The black hands behind the scenes are hiding very deeply. Before they surface, we should exercise restraint and not fall into the tricks of the black hands behind the scenes."

...

After three days of martial law in the whole city of Cartagena, they still gave up. It is impossible to keep the martial law for Jeff, and it is not...

Three days later, Jeff's funeral was held, and Sean and his old team arrived.

Originally, what Sean meant was that if the murderer was not targeting Jeff but himself, then if he appeared, the other party would definitely act again, and then he would have a chance to catch the other party's tell.

However, just as Xiao En proposed it, it was forcibly rejected by everyone.

Sean is resolutely not allowed to try any risky behavior.

Under the obstruction of Bill, Jonas, Torrey, Norris, Lorraine and others, Sean couldn't mobilize anyone at all, and finally Lorraine notified old David.

Old man David called. He didn't dare to scold Sean, but he also reprimanded him severely.

In the end, the security force at the funeral was unprecedentedly strong, and the police dispatched nearly half of the people to enforce martial law and check in several nearby streets.

On the side of the umbrella, more than 400 people were dispatched to deploy defenses at various intersections, places where funeral vehicles passed, venues, and the roofs of tall buildings near the venue.

In addition to these manpower, there are six armored vehicles and four helicopters in the sky.

Many people came to see Jeff off today, the mayor of Cartagena, the governor of Bolivar State, the governors of four states including Atlantic State next door, the mayors of several cities including Barranquilla, and major companies in the northern region All the bosses are here.

The highest among them is the Vice President of Colombia.

It was a precedent for a leader of an underground force to hold such a grand funeral.

Of course, everyone looked at Sean's face more.

Jeff is dead, but although this force will suffer a great blow, it will never dissipate. Moreover, someone must pay the price, and everyone must show something.

The funeral was very grand. Throughout Cartagena, tens of thousands of taxis lined up on the side of the road to see off the funeral convoy. At the port, all ships honked their horns at the same time to say goodbye.

The people's spontaneous send-off team lined up for more than ten kilometers. It can be seen that Jeff's reputation in Cartagena is really high.

Regardless of his status or means, it was Jeff who brought peace and stability to the society of Cartagena.

Throughout Cartagena, I don't know how many young people adore Jeff and cheer for him.

It's like John Gotti, the King of New York.

In fact, people "like" bad guys, and everyone has an evil side in their hearts. They envy and yearn for being able to do whatever they want without restraint, but people dare not admit it.

No matter what era it is, gangster films are popular everywhere in the world. People like the role of the gangster in it. What they like is the pleasure of breaking the law, which represents the courage to resist. It’s just that ordinary people dare not do it.

That's why Sean didn't send Jeff back to America for burial.

People here like him and adore him, and Cartagena can erect a statue to Jeff.

People will always remember Jeff, and as long as he is remembered, he is not really dead.

...

After the funeral, the performance of the people in Cartagena finally made Sean feel better, and he finally accepted the fact that Jeff was gone.

Of course, that doesn't mean he doesn't want revenge.

The only thing that made Sean unhappy was that the mastermind behind the scenes didn't make trouble again, so that he couldn't catch the tail.

If this continues, the only thing Sean can do is to attack all possible opponents in Colombia.

Just when he was at a loss.

"Sean, it's Pablo calling." Lorraine walked over and said.

Sean frowned, and told him intuitively that Pablo's phone call definitely has something to do with Jeff, the fourth largest power in Colombia, with huge power, it's normal to have news.

"Hi Pablo, I'm Sean."

"I don't think I'm all right, Mr. Sean!" Pablo said bluntly.

Sean stood up suddenly, and he understood everything in one sentence!