Chapter 190 Blanco: You are my fourth husband.
This clown is of course Jeff Bennett.
After following the point for a few days, I felt a little anxious, so I decided to give Salcedo a boost at this meeting.
This fully tells us a truth.
Go to work…
There will be resentment.
The balloon he let go of was floating in the sky. He took off his clown costume and threw it into the trash can. Wearing a neat white suit underneath, he got into a Mercedes-Benz on the side of the road.
This is a public car.
The Mexican International News Department is a serious person, how could they do such sneaky things.
It’s good to be disciplined!
He turned the panel down and looked at himself in the mirror. Jeff Bennett pulled the corner of his mouth.
That smile...
It’s so clear.
Boom~
The modified exhaust pipe makes a roar, buzz~boom~
Start racing.
I also took out my mobile phone and made a call.
"Hello, where are you?"
When a familiar voice came from the other side, Jeff Bennett continued.
"Houston Cake Shop, hey man, Salcedo is dead."
Ethan Hunter, who was having morning tea at the other end, raised his eyebrows and looked at Blanco who was holding a water polo in the distance and learning to swim in the swimming pool. He smiled and waved his hand, "Good job, buddy, I'll go back and let him Jason Bourne gives you a raise.”
A raise?
“Can you decide?” Jeff Bennett’s tone was very doubtful. He had finally had his fill of the leader’s pie.
"Of course, if I perform well in Colombia, I can take Jason's position and let that bastard go on a mission to dig holes for me!" Ethan Hunter almost gritted his teeth at the end. Speak out.
At this time, Blanco waved his hand and roared with such a loud voice that even the Dogo Argentino in the dog cage next to him was startled and stood up immediately. It looked around , thinking there was thunder somewhere.
"Honey!"
Blanco stood in the swimming pool, like...a giant in the water, waving her hands vigorously. She was very happy, because Ethan Hunt could really bring him emotional value, Let the 40-year-old feel excited about being a woman again.
"Is there a woman calling you?" Jeff Bennett suddenly felt that the steering wheel in his hand no longer smelled good. They were all agents, so why could others be so happy?
Although the voice sounds a bit strange, it is female after all.
“Of course, a very, very, very heavyweight woman. In the history of drug trafficking in Colombia, she is the leader among women. If you have the opportunity to get to know her, she is an excellent partner.”
Ethan Hunt blew a kiss to Blanco, "Okay, man, she's waiting for me to pierce the hole. If anything happens, go to the Houston Burger Restaurant."
"OK!"< br>
Jeff Bennett was about to say something more when he heard a busy signal from the phone on the other side. He was startled, and then angrily pressed the horn.
Fuck!
Are you in such a hurry to dig a hole?
I also want to change jobs.
On the other end, Ethan Hunter hung up the phone slowly. He was not in a hurry, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Blanco climbing up from the water.
Like a crocodile.
“Honey, who are you calling?”
“I ordered a cake for you to celebrate that we have been together for 172 hours. This is what I love about you. 182880 seconds." Ethan Hunt looked at his watch.
A valuable Rolex.
A gift from Blanco.
Looking at the other person's face, he took a deep breath, smiled and kissed her.
Made the rich woman very happy.
Sure enough, the flower language of steel wool is wealth and forbearance.
Not everyone can eat this bowl of rice.
"Thank you~"
Blanco patted his butt, "You go take a shower, I will take you somewhere."
Ethan· Hunter nodded, and when he was about to leave, the other party said again, "Give me the phone."
The air was quiet for a moment.
The former looked at Blanco. He didn't even ask why. A good agent must not show his nervousness. He handed her the phone and turned around and walked up to the second floor without hesitation.
The female drug lord looked at his back with sinister eyes.
She is no longer an ignorant girl who was crazy about love at the age of seventeen or eighteen. She has been in the world for a long time, so she has to be careful. It’s not like she has never been fucked by a man.
Going to bed is going to bed. Do you have to love after you go to bed?
Ethan Hunt is more of a plaything.
She picked up the phone with a gloomy expression, pulled out the phone number she had just dialed.
"Hello, Houston Cake Shop."
Blanco narrowed his eyes, hung up the phone, and his expression suddenly softened.
It looks like Victor really prepared a cake.
A caring man.
You have to treat him well at night!
About ten minutes later, Ethan Hunter came down the stairs. He walked nervously and looked at Blanco sitting on the sofa, feeling a little embarrassed.
Will it be discovered?
Wait a minute, will you kill yourself?
"My dear, here are the new clothes and watches I prepared for you." The rich woman pointed to Armani and a Vacheron Constantin on the sofa.
Ethan Hunt breathed a sigh of relief, she still called me honey, then it was okay.
"You have already given me a watch. I like it very much." He shook his left hand.
“My man never needs to carry an overnight watch.” Blanco personally took off the Rolex, threw it into the trash can, and said with a smile, “It’s only a hundred thousand dollars, don’t let people think that We are very poor.”
“The only person richer than me in Colombia is me tomorrow.”
NMD, this sentence is really exciting.
The valuable Rolex will also "expire"!
The luxurious and absurd life of drug dealers simply subverts the three views.
The income of “80 million US dollars” a month is indeed too much to spend. "I can buy you whatever you want, yachts, planes, luxury cars, anything with a price tag, as long as you behave." Blanco pulled the tie that Ethan Hunter had put on, and the two of them Their heads were pressed together, looking at him with such aggressive eyes.
"If you don't behave, I will take your stuff..." She said and grabbed Ethan Hunter's lower body, and the real man didn't even frown.
"Cut the stewed bird's nest!"
You have such a strong taste, and you are not afraid of the smell of urine.
Ordinary people may be scared when they hear it, but is Ethan Hunt an ordinary person? He was capable of what others couldn't do. He hugged Blanco roughly with his backhand and gave him a deep French kiss!
Kiss her directly.
"I, Victor, swear that I only love you. If I cheat or betray you, God will not allow me to go to heaven, and I will be unlucky for the rest of my life."
Um!
Boss, I’m sorry.
I will lend you your life to pick up girls.
Although swearing is useless, women like to hear it.
Look, Blanco’s face suddenly became much rosier.
"My dear, where are you going to take me later?"
"Tomorrow at the New Justice Building, Mexican and Colombian drug traffickers plan to set up a North American association. I plan to take you to see Pablo and let him I’ll assign you a job.”
It seems that tomorrow is the 27th.
Ethan Hunter's eyes narrowed, "But I just want to be by your side."
I just want to eat soft food now.
"I like men with a fighting spirit. If you work hard, I can introduce you to my relatives at the wedding."
! ! ! !
Work is already very hard, you still want me to be your fourth husband?
The first three seniors died in different places, you want to kill me too?
You want to get married after infiltrating the enemy?
Ethan Hunt's face was stiff.
Wage increase! Wages must be raised!
Victor, Geneva!
……
Facts proved.
That's the difference between a drug dealer without a leader and a drug dealer with a leader.
Only one more person died on the battlefield.
Alfredo's head is very intimidating.
All the drug dealers in Hermosillo have fled, and even many bureaucrats who had in-depth cooperation with them have disappeared. They may also know that Victor has the kind of character to kill them all.
Staying here can only lead to a dead end.
Might as well run away.
Ordinary people are eating pots of pulp to welcome the king!
The sky in July is still very bright.
The vanguard is an elite EDM force, equipped with 7 Weasel 1 airborne combat vehicles, 3 BTR-80 armored personnel carriers, 2 TPz-1 "Fox" armored personnel carriers and 5 Type 2S3 The howitzer attack shocked the people of Hermosillo physically and mentally.
152mm, Mexicans have only seen it in TV series.
Mexican army?
Is there such a thing?
He is all black, with the symbol of EDM tattooed on the arm of his clothes, a white falcon with its wings spread out and a tiger in its mouth.
Wearing a mask, his deep eyes revealed ferocity.
The neat steps seemed to hit the hearts of the people of Hermosillo, and their voices whispering to each other slowly decreased.
How long...
Have you not seen such a mighty soldier?
I saw it in the United States next door.
"It's too quiet, let them sing a song!" Kennedy walked in the front, frowning, feeling that he was not energetic enough.
"Which song to sing?" the adjutant asked.
""Victor in Mexico""
"Brothers from EDM, come and sing a song."
The adjutant turned his head and looked at it, shouting loudly.
"In a land of chaos and conflict, where justice seemed lifeless, Victor walked in with such a true heart, a man of courage, a man of virtue."
“Victor leads the way through the darkest night, his eyes shining on justice.”
"He fought for freedom, for the people, and his path was filled with blazing light."
"If you can see him."
"Please say it for me "Hello! Victor!"
Hundreds of EDM police officers sang in unison, and they all saluted at the same time. It looked really shocking. .
"Hi! Victor! (Víctor!)!"
This scene...
The ordinary people opened their mouths and felt a hot flame coming towards their faces, subconsciously reacting to Victor. A name that produces goodwill and awe.
And beside it.
The people from the Spanish intelligence department also looked at this scene in stunned silence.
Marcelinho raised his eyebrows.
"He... wrote a song for himself? So shameless." The four-eyed boy swallowed his saliva and muttered in a low voice.
“He reminds me of someone.” A colleague next to him suddenly fell silent, and several people looked at each other.
"Francisco Franco!"
What is Victor up to?
Military government? !
Anti-drug?
(End of this chapter)