Chapter 166 Blanco? That's My Dear!

Why did Ethan Hunter's blood boil when he heard this sentence?

I really want to contribute my ass to Mr. Victor!

But he thought of Blanco...

His face suddenly turned green.

It's not a personal attack, it's just really ugly.

"Are you thinking I'm a gigolo?"

"Isn't it? You go out on a mission and you go around messing around with women."

Ethan Hunt complained twice, and Jason Bourne over there raised his eyebrows, "Let me do some work. It's either windy or raining. If you keep beeping, you won't get your overtime pay this month." ”

This directly captures Ethan Hunt's weakness.

The salary at the International News Department in Mexico is really good. Shenlong Weiwei also needs to have money to rent a house, right?

"Just to be close to Blanco?"

He is also a wise man who knows the current affairs.

"If you can, follow her into the new Justice Department building and deliver the message from inside."

Ethan Hunt took a deep breath and knew it was not that simple. So is it so easy to get into the new judicial department?

He has been to the site in the past two days, and cars are not allowed to approach within 400 meters. He originally planned to use a self-destructing truck with his colleagues in Colombia.

You can't even drive through it.

Moreover, he found that the security in Santa Fe Bogo has become significantly stricter recently, and the possibility of being interrogated by the police on the road is getting higher and higher.

"Okay, I get it."

Ethan Hunter glanced around the bar and paused, "My target has appeared."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

In his field of vision, a man about 1.8 meters tall walked in from the door, with a spiral tattoo on his head, an anxious look on his face, and his eyes were looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

This is Ethan Hunt’s informant!

But he did not walk over. He looked around with vigilance from the corner of his eye. There were four strange men next to the informant who looked at the informant five times within 30 seconds.

It must be staring at him!

Although Ethan Hunt was careless, he ran away as soon as he discovered the situation.

What should women do?

When the time comes, it will be beaten into pulp.

Can Niu Niu still move on his own?

After taking a look, Ethan Hunter disappeared into the crowd and walked towards the back.

"There he is! Wearing a red suit!" The bald informant pointed at Ethan who had already run out of the back door and shouted.

The four strange men hurriedly chased after him in the direction he pointed.

"Step aside!"

The person running at the front pushed hard and pushed open the door. Without looking at the ground, he just stepped out.

beng! !

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The screams instantly suppressed the DJ's music. Many people turned their heads and saw a man rolling over while covering his crotch.

Did you see blood? !

What was that explosion just now?

How can it make such a loud sound if your crotch explodes?

Ethan Hunt is so insidious. When he was running, he even jammed the door and placed a butterfly mine. When he pushed it open, he directly activated the suspended saucer and jumped directly to the waist position. The opponent who was exploded was...directly cut off his descendants. .

The damage caused by this butterfly thunder cannot actually cause death, but it can cause disability easily. Okay, just be a man again in the next life, and you can just endure it in this life.

The companions who were following him rushed to help him.

Ethan Hunt, who was leaning on the corner, pulled the bolt of his gun and fired at them with a military version of the Pistol 88B!

Four men were shot and fell to the ground. He walked over slowly and smiled politely at his opponents who were struggling to get up. Beng! Killed the opponent with one shot.

Boss Victor said, you have to smile and scold others for RNM with a smile. Maybe they will really agree.

Ethan Hunt was so courageous. After everyone had finished their shots, he re-entered the bar. The people in the booths near the back seats had already run away, but they were on the dance floor. Maybe they were drunk. I don’t know if I didn’t hear it, but I was still dancing.

He saw the informant at a glance. Seeing that the situation was not right, the informant ran out of the bar.

Ethan Hunter was not in a hurry. He tilted his head and lit a cigarette for himself. He took the small fruit knife used to cut watermelons on the table next to him. Then he walked out the door and glanced at the Mercedes Benz parked next to him. A strong man Han was smoking outside with his head stretched out, and the tattoos on his neck were exposed.

This is a medium-sized cartel called "North Valley" that is active near Santa Fe and Bogota. It is said that it is involved with the Cali Group.

Ethan Hunter looked around. The drug dealer should be waiting for his companion. He walked up and whistled. The strong man raised his head, and Ethan Hunter grabbed his head and stabbed him with the fruit knife in his right hand. He stabbed his neck hard seven or eight times.

The strong man suddenly belched his farts!

He opened the car door, pulled the body out, threw it on the side of the road, got in the car, kicked the accelerator and chased the informant who was running ahead.

did you see…

Don't park haphazardly on the roadside, as you may get caught.

You still have to focus on quality as a person.

If you stop inside the white line, you will be stabbed twice.

The informant was panting heavily while running, and his steps became heavy. He thought he had thrown away Ethan Hunter, so he held his knees and gasped.

Dudu~

A horn sounded from behind, and the informant turned around, a beam of light shining in his face.

Ethan Hunter stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, hit him, and hit him against the wall on the side of the road!

"Ah!"

The informant howled in pain, and the pedestrians nearby shrank in fear and ran away quickly!

In Latin America, few people go out at night. Even if they do, they know that they should not be curious. Don't rush in when encountering murders, dismemberments, gun battles, etc. out of curiosity.

Ethan Hunt opened the car door and looked at the informant, "Were those your friends just now?"

"No...it's not..." the informant cried.

Ethan nodded, held his head, held a cigarette and put it into the other person's eyes. The smell of burnt pupils immediately came out.

"Bastard! I don't have much patience!" Ethan Hunt grabbed his head, "Who are those!"

"Calli's intelligence agency!" the informant cried.

Ethan Hunter frowned, but he was still targeted by these "dog skin plasters". The name "KalikGB" was not called for nothing.

The CIA has to call the Cali Intelligence Agency in Colombia: Big Brother!

They all know what underwear Mr. President is wearing tonight.

It is said that when Pablo was later shot dead, the specific location was provided by the Cali Group.

"Thanks!"

"Don't worry, walk slower, I will reunite your whole family."

Ethan Hunt inserted the fruit knife into the informant's neck with his backhand, neatly straightened his collar, and got into the alley next to him.

After about five minutes, four or five cars drove over and blocked the road. A dozen men got off the road. When they saw the dead informant, the leading man kicked him angrily. .

Swearing classic Colombian curse words.

This man looks a little... scrawled, but his name has always been in the top ten on Colombia's bounty list. This man's name is: Salcedo!

This person's identity is extremely complex. He comes from a family of high-ranking Colombian officials. After college, he joined the Army Reserve and was later sent to study in the British Intelligence Service. He is also considered a protégé of MI6. He served for the British commandos and served in Colombia. Under the arrangement of the government, mercenaries were organized to fight against domestic guerrillas.

later…

I switched jobs to the Cali Group, and they gave me too much.

He helped Cali organize a group of mercenaries and trained them for several months. The first major thing he did was to launch a sneak attack on the Naples estate where Pablo lived. Unfortunately, during the operation, a helicopter crashed and the assassination failed.

It was also his idea to kill Pablo with a bomber later.

This guy is good at assassination, and his intelligence is top-notch.

By the way, his main job is... civil engineer.

Salcedo has long discovered that a group of "unidentified" people have infiltrated into Colombia. They are very well-organized and their whereabouts are secretive. Unlike the CIA, the Yankees are very rough at work!

"Hold!"

Salcedo kicked the tire angrily and put his hands on his hips.

"Boss, the police are here."

"Let them go away. The Cali Group is doing business. What are they here for?"

The little brother who was scolded could only go to the police to blame him!

"We must find them. If something goes wrong during the meeting, I tell you, both your and my heads will have to be chopped off by Elbert (the boss)." Salcedo said angrily to the younger brother next to him. He said, and kept poking the other person's chest with his fingers.

"Understood! I understand!"

Ethan Hunter walked into the alley and climbed over several walls. As an agent, it is normal to stay away from the road. He took off his clothes, threw them into the trash can, and then took out his mobile phone.

"Kill the informant's mistress! Also, help me find out where Blanco is now?"

"What do I want to do?"

"I want to fuck her!"

The employee of the Colombian branch of the Mexican International News Department across the street was startled, but then he said weirdly, "Boss, it turns out you like driving tanks, but she is indeed rich. It seems that she is worth close to 3 billion US dollars!"

"Go away! Please be friendly to women!"

Ethan Hunter took a deep breath, trying his best to adapt to it, "That's my dear."

…

Three days after recapturing the city of Obregon.

Temporary parking area.

Three armed helicopters landed slowly in the sky.

Kennedy, Zolf Sherman and other top police officials were standing.

Victor is coming to the Parallax Front and to express condolences to the families of the soldiers who died in the 442nd Regiment.

This should be an army that has broken away from local control and officially joined the anti-drug team. No matter from what aspect, Victor has to meet it.

"De pie! (Stand at attention)!"

When Victor got off the Mi-8, the salute soldiers standing on both sides stood up straight, and Victor saluted them solemnly.

The accompanying news agency reporter quickly took pictures of this scene.

"Victor's Respect!" 》

The topics have all been thought out.

"Director." Kennedy hurriedly brought Zolf Sherman closer.

"Go to the hotel to take a rest first?"

"No, go directly to the mourning hall. I have to tell my police officers that I, Victor, am here to see them."

Kennedy nodded and hurriedly directed the vehicles to drive over.

The motorcade drove towards the mourning hall.

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