Chapter 193 Ethan Hunt: I have always enjoyed danger!
"Blue...forever!"
Jonathan Panier walked out of the city hall, raised his head, looked at the gray sky, struggling to get out of the glimmer of sunlight, Want to light up this world.
Someone is polluting this world.
Similarly, there are also people who are breaking away from this world!
He turned his head and saw Victor standing by the window. The two people looked at each other and said nothing. There was no need to say anything.
Jonathan Panier got into the car and left.
“Camarada (Comrade)”
With a cigarette in his hand, Victor suddenly thought of this word.
All to keep this sky away from drugs.
It's really hard to find a like-minded person.
Victor always feels that sometimes he is like an "idealist" and wants a utopia, but when he looks around, CNMD is full of shit.
The Caotai team assembled.
"Boss, do we really want to send people to Colombia?" Casare said next to him.
Jonathan Panier was here just now, and he was embarrassed to speak directly.
This kind of person is here to "bewitch" my boss. As the "general manager", he will never allow this kind of person to cause harm to the country and the people.
That’s Colombia!
Mexico is in North America, and that guy is in South America. Although it looks like they are all in Latin America, it is actually not beautiful at all.
The straight-line distance by plane is nearly 4,000 kilometers.
How dangerous is this area?
Let's put it this way, when the US military was stationed in Panama, they were robbed. It was also said, of course, it was said (rumor) that a rich American man was exposed when he went out to purchase.
Hmm...
According to what he said afterwards, four or five men rushed up to him and treated him badly!
He enjoyed it.
This matter appeared in the CIA report.
In the "Silver Triangle" area, when Tang Monk comes, his relics have to be taken out. If the Bull Demon King doesn't cultivate three acres of land, do you still want to rest?
My legs are discounted for you.
Casare was a bit disapproving of this action.
Of course, it mainly depends on the boss. His opinions are highly consistent with those of the boss.
"Those drug dealers are so arrogant. Do you think they want to kill me if they join forces? Can trash be turned into diamonds if they are piled together?"
Victor said very calmly, but with a very disdainful tone. He pressed the cigarette against the wall and the cigarette butt was extinguished in a flash. "This time the DEA is taking the lead. We must cooperate. However, the initiative and command must be left to us. I am not I believe in the Americans."
He turned his head and said, "Their bottom line is that they have no bottom line."
"Call Kennedy and Zolf Sherman for me. ”
Casare nodded and walked out of the office.
Victor was lying on the boss's chair. This governor just knew how to enjoy it. He wanted to sleep just sitting there, but he was thinking about whether he should ask the United States for some benefits again.
Better find some more thighs.
I want to establish an air force.
Who can bring such benefits to yourself?
Victor suddenly thought of a name.
“Belsaria Rumsfeld!”
The female reporter who interviewed me.
The Mexican International News Department investigated her, but her information is rather strange. Someone has obviously done something to her. According to Jason Bourne, she is either rich or noble.
In the United States, this surname is very intriguing.
Of course, maybe this is just a coincidence?
But if it is really from the Rumsfeld family, then you have to find a way to get it no matter what you say.
The emotional life of adults has always been about pros and cons.
Especially someone like Victor, who has been "jumping around" in society for a long time, has long known that some things can be used for profit.
For example, the marriage of a superior person.
About a few minutes later, Casare called Kennedy and others back to his office. He knocked on the door and came in. He saw Victor sitting quietly with a frown on his face.
“Boss.” Fatty Ka shouted softly.
"What do you think we need to pick up girls?" Victor raised his head and asked suddenly.
? ? ? ?
You called us here to ask this?
The three people looked at each other, then felt awkward at the same time.
You are all single, what the hell do you know?
Victor looked at them and shook his head. It seemed that he would have to have a chance to ask "Cannon God" Ethan Hunt next time.
He pressed "F" for the pros.
“Let’s get down to business and tell them what happened to Jonathan Panier just now.” Victor looked at Fatty Ka and said.
So, Casare told the DEA plan in full, and Kennedy and Zolf Sherman raised their eyebrows.
Colombia Special Military Operation!
So exciting?
“What do you think is the success rate of this?”
Kennedy thought for a moment, “Boss, I think it is very feasible. We can raid and land outside the city of Santa Fe, Bogota, and then kill the justice. Department building, if we don’t take prisoners, we have a high chance of success.”
“But…I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back.”
“Boss, let EDM go, I will lead the team myself. , we enjoy danger and death!”
Victor looked at him.
Kennedy looked very determined, "If a just cause requires sacrifice, then why can't it be me? The sky should be blue, and it must be blue!"
"Wait! Wait a minute!”
Victor murmured.
Wait what the DEA says!
...
"Hahahaha! Blanco~" in Pablo's "manor".
Hearing that his eldest sister was coming, he personally came out to greet her and hugged the black widow who got out of the car.
"Does the relationship between us need to be so polite?" Blanco said with a smile, his double chin was still trembling. Although he said so, he was still very happy that the other party could give him respect. .
"This is my fiancé, Victor Hunter." She pulled out the "Cannon God" next to her and introduced him.
Hearing this, Pablo narrowed his eyes and looked at the other party. He had seen her before. Blanco had brought her before, but he thought the eldest sister was just for fun, but who knew it was serious?
This should be the fourth one, right?
The first three are all dead.
But it seems that it has not been brought to me before. What does it mean this time?
"Mr. Pablo." Ethan Hunter shouted respectfully, not daring to look directly at him. His facial expression was appropriately frightened, but not too excessive.
This acting skill is worthy of being a master of artillery.
A man who is half drunk will cry when he talks about you.
Pablo glanced at him but didn't extend his hand. Who is he? When the President of Colombia shakes hands with himself, the other party has to extend his hand first.
It’s so arrogant!
"Come in and talk."
Pablo led them into the house, where the servants were clearing the table, and the rags... seemed to be made of silk.
Persian carpets are made of this material.
The luxury of rich people made Ethan Hunter a little angry again.
“Three cups of coffee.”
The maid hurriedly responded.
Pablo crossed his legs, "Blanco, are you looking for me if you need my help with anything? Just say it directly."
"I know that the North American Association is to be established. I want you to assign Victor a position, not too high. I know his abilities, but I don’t want him to be idle. Man, it’s easy to become useless if he is idle.”
Pablo smiled when he heard this. , "Is that all? Of course there is no problem. If it weren't for you, maybe I would still be stealing cars on the street. Medellin is mine, but it is also yours."
Blanco takes care of this step by step The little brother was brought into the drug trade.
Hearing these words, Blanco's eyes showed memories.
She clearly remembered that at that time, she had already hooked up with her second husband, got her first ten million dollars in life, and bought a luxury car and a mansion in Bogota, Santa Fe.
But this kid stole his car with a few people.
Caught by his own bodyguard.
The other brats all rushed forward, but Pablo took out a knife and wanted to rob him fiercely.
Blanc was admired for his fierceness and still remembered the first words he said to him, "Robbery is the stupidest way to make money."
"Then what is the most profitable?"
"Drug trafficking!"
At that time, Pablo followed her.
“Almost thirty years have passed, hahahaha.” Blanco sighed.
Life is always so strange. If she had let her bodyguard shoot her, would she have lost a powerful drug tycoon?
It's like...
Henry. Tandy let a corporal go.
Ethan Hunter was sitting obediently next to him. To be honest, there were not many people around. He listened to them quietly, already thinking in his mind.
You must not marry Blanco.
I am getting married for the first time, and I still have to open my eyes to see the world. With so many young girls around, I can’t be around a woman who is still emotionally unstable after her fourth marriage, right?
Even if the boss gives me a salary increase, a promotion, or a house, I won’t do it.
How about introducing Jeff Bennett?
Good brothers, let’s be ducks together.
"Bolivia lacks a responsible person, let him go." Pablo was happy to sell this face.
Blanco frowned when he heard this place.
This place is a bit noisy. From independence in 1825 to the 1980s, during these more than 100 years, Bolivians not only experienced defeats in foreign wars and several territorial cessions, but also experienced more than 180 coups. , 6 presidents died in assassinations...President Villarroel during the GM period was shot to death in a riot to seize power, and his body was hung directly on a street lamp in the Presidential Palace Square.
Isn’t it scary?
"Don't worry, the association is cooperating with a powerful person there. The other party has tens of thousands of people, which is enough to ensure his safety." When Pablo saw her expression, he knew that she was afraid of her little breasts The dog was killed by a bomb.
Blanco's expression relaxed.
But Ethan Hunter was anxious. Are you kidding me? Why should I go to Bolivia?
"I'm not going!" he said suddenly.
This made Pablo and Blanco both turn their heads. The former frowned and looked dissatisfied, thinking that the other did not want to suffer.
“I mean, which region of the North American Association is the most dangerous?”
“Mexico and the United States.”
"I want to go to Mexico."
Blanco was shocked when he heard this, "Victor..."
"Blanco, I, Victor, do things, either not to do them, or to do the best I can. , I don’t want others to say that I rely on women to make a living. Since you have provided me with a place, I want to make a performance to show you.”
“Bolivia is too safe, and I have always enjoyed danger. ”
“Please send me to the most dangerous place”
Pablo looked at him with a different look.
“I want our future children to be able to say that their father is the best!”
Blanco’s first husband was a forger, and his second husband was The drug dealer was just a small-time gangster, and after he brought her into the business, he would lie at home eating, drinking, whoring and gambling every day. The third wife was a good-for-nothing pretty boy.
This fourth... what a man!
There was ambition in his tone, which Blanco appreciated.
When he said this, Blanco's eyes next to him were so intense.
Women actually like men who are MAN. Proper machismo is taste.
Ethan Hunter either doesn’t speak, or if he speaks, he hits Blanco’s heart every word.
"Pablo, just listen to him."
"My man..."
Blancoshen looked at Ethan Hunt affectionately, "Destined to be a hero."
(End of this chapter)