Chapter 769 Medellin

After nearly seven hours of flying, the private plane finally arrived over Medellin.

This is the second largest city in Colombia and the destination of this trip. This city was once world-famous because of one man's name.

Through the porthole, look outside.

Houses are built on the hills, looking a bit like Hong Kong Island.

Under the bright lights, the city looks particularly brilliant.

At noon, criminals were still being arrested in Chicago.

At night, we arrived above a strange city. All this gave Ethan a dreamlike feeling.

And, of course, lubrication.

"The plane will land soon." The captain's voice sounded: "Everyone can prepare to leave in advance."

Withdrawing his gaze, he patted his thigh:

"hurry up."

"knew."

The flight attendant nodded and worked harder.

On the other side, Phillips and Matt gave Ethan a thumbs up sleepily, expressing their strong admiration. They had stopped fighting and surrendered a few hours ago.

Unexpectedly, the fighting here only stopped for two hours, and the fierce competition started again.

Two old guys, you look at me and I look at you, and you can only feel ashamed of yourself.

These things may seem unbelievable to outsiders, enough to make people jaw-dropping, but they are accustomed to them.

Whether you are an agent or an agent, you are doing hard work.

Accident or death, I don’t know which one will come first.

When given the opportunity, they will indulge in releasing their inner desires. If they want to be successful in life, they must enjoy themselves to the fullest without leaving any regrets. This is the kind of people they are talking about.

Of course, this is only done in front of friends.

Ethan didn't care even more. He would come to such big parties from time to time.

To him, it was as necessary in life as cigarettes.

After this incident, Ethan also completely understood the behavior of these two people, and he was more confident about the next thing.

Hearing the captain's voice, the flight attendants who were resting on the side also stood up.

They were not in a hurry to get dressed, but instead surrounded him together, attacking Ethan with all their hands and tongues.

The tire hit the ground hard, blowing out white smoke.

During the jolt, Ethan's eyes were bright and his mind was clear.

The hatch opened, and the three wanton men strode down the steps and stood firmly on the land of Medellin.

There will be no problem with the identities of the three of them.

After checking your passport, walk through immigration with ease.

After walking out of the slightly crude airport, Matt swung the keys in his hand and walked to a black Mercedes-Benz G parked on the side of the road. The three of them threw their luggage into the car and got in.

This car looks quite aggressive from the outside, but the seats are not very comfortable.

It's stiff and the backrest is too straight.

I don’t know when Matt arranged the vehicle here.

But with his ability, this should be a minor problem.

Under the envious eyes of passers-by, the Mercedes-Benz SUV was speeding through the streets of Medellin, and Ethan took in the exotic scenery on the streets.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and there are still many pedestrians on the road.

The Colombian girls on the street have wheat-colored skin, and their dressing styles are extremely bold. Their low-cut vests are swaying, and they want to show off their grooves, which makes people feel relaxed and happy just looking at them.

It was just that the tight jeans wrapped around the slightly plump thighs made Ethan quickly look away.

“What’s going on in Colombia now?”

He looked at Matt who was driving in front of him and asked curiously: "Compared with Pablo at that time."

"That's the old days." Matt said while biting a big cigar: "Colombia's independent tyrants have long lost their previous madness. Burning courts and murdering presidential candidates will never happen again."

"Even the guerrillas signed an armistice agreement with the authorities."

"Yeah, that sounds good."

Ethan looked towards the calm street, smiled and nodded.

"The darkness will not disappear, it will only hide." Phillips on the passenger side knocked on the window: "Just because it's not as crazy as before doesn't mean those things will disappear."

"Think about it, what are we here for this time?"

This makes sense, the darkness is just ebbing, it will never disappear.

Although there were some personal grudges, they came here this time to attack Du Xiao.

"You can use the phone here."

Matt opened the locker and took out two mobile phones: "Encrypted and anti-eavesdropping, we will use these mobile phones to communicate during this period."

"Tonight, let's go to the hotel to rest."

"All the equipment will have to be ready tomorrow morning. When ready, we will go to the safe house."

He looked at the rearview mirror and glanced at Ethan and Phillips: "If you have nothing to do tonight, don't run around and try to stay in the hotel. We will discuss the next action plan in detail tomorrow."

"OK!"

Phillips nodded. The two had worked together countless times.

Within the country, Matt listens to his arrangements, and outside the country, he listens to Matt's arrangements. They have always done this, dividing labor and cooperating.

"OK."

Ethan turned his head and continued to look at the night view of Medellin.

My purpose of coming here this time is very simple. While protecting Phillips, my old friend, Zhou Quan, I will find and kill the Inquisitor at the same time.

Intelligence and resources are all in Matt's hands.

When he first arrived, of course he would not jump out and make some unreliable opinions.

Before long, it was obvious that the vehicle had arrived in a wealthy area.

The vehicles on the road and the clothing of pedestrians have undergone great changes, and the appearance of the streets looks much cleaner and tidier.

From time to time, you can also see a police car driving by.

After turning a corner, the Mercedes-Benz G came to a stop in front of a rectangular building.

"Yes, I knew it."

Phillips gritted his teeth and said: "Medellin Royal Jolly, a five-star hotel, right?"

"Please."

Matt shrugged and asked seriously: "Did it cost you a penny?"

The wrinkles on Phillips' face unfolded:

"Maybe not."

"Hahaha." The two of them laughed in unison.

To Ethan, the two guys felt like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, full of bad taste. While taking revenge, they were also enjoying the time of getting together with friends.

It was just that Phillips was the only one from the FBI who came here, which made Ethan feel a little unreliable.

I don’t know what kind of energy Matt has here.

"Let's go."

Throwing the car keys to the doorman, the three of them walked into the hotel lobby carrying their luggage.

Matt's machete continued to chop, and one person came to a business suite. After a lot of trouble on the plane, he and Phillips both took an early rest.

After Ethan took a shower, he touched his empty belly.

The little food he had eaten on the plane had long been consumed, and he walked out of the room wearing big pants and a white T-shirt.

Get on the elevator and head to the restaurant upstairs.

When you come to Colombia, you must enjoy the food here.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and a red dress came into view. (End of chapter)