Working as a police officer in Mexico

Chapter 193 Ethan Hunt: I have always enjoyed danger!

"Blue...forever!"

Jonatan Parnell walked out of the City Hall, raised his head, and looked at the gray sky, with a ray of sunlight struggling hard to illuminate the world.

Someone is polluting this world.

Likewise, there are people who are breaking free 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.

Jonatan Parnell got into his car and drove off.

"Camarada"

Victor had a cigarette in his hand and suddenly thought of this word.

All to keep this sky drug-free.

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 gathered together.

"Boss, do we really want to send people to Colombia?" Casare said next to him.

Jonathan Panier was here just now, and he was too embarrassed to say it 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. Even though they are all in Latin America, they are 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. There were also rumors, of course rumors (rumors), that a rich US military man was exposed when he went out to purchase.

Um…

According to what he said afterwards, four or five men rushed up to him and behaved violently towards him!

He enjoyed it.

This incident appeared in the CIA report.

In the "Silver Triangle" area, whenever Tang Monk comes, his relics will be taken out. If the Bull Demon King doesn't cultivate three acres of land, do you still want to rest?

Your legs are discounted.

Casare was somewhat disapproving of the operation.

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 spoke 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 Americans.”

He turned his head as he 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 set up an air force.

Who can bring such benefits to themselves?

Victor suddenly thought of a name.

"Belsaria Rumsfeld!"

The female reporter who interviewed her.

The Mexican International News Department investigated her, but her information was rather strange. Someone had obviously done something to her. According to Jason Bourne's words, she was 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 people like Victor, who have been "jumping around" in society for a long time, have 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 question?

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. 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.

Colombian Special Military Operation!

So exciting?

"What do you think is the success rate?"

Kennedy thought for a moment, "Boss, I think the feasibility is very high. The raid will land outside the city of Santa Fe and Bogotá, and then kill towards the judicial department building. If no prisoners are taken, there is a high probability of success."

"But...I'm afraid I won't be able to come back either."

"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!"

Victor murmured.

Wait what the DEA says!

…

"Hahahaha! Blanco~"

In Pablo's "estate".

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.

Pablo narrowed his eyes when he heard this 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 he has never brought it 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 is drunk enough to make you cry.

Pablo glanced at him without extending his hand. What kind of person is he? When the President of Colombia shakes hands with himself, the other party has to extend his hand first.

Just so arrogant!

"Come in and talk."

Pablo took them into the house, where the servants were clearing the table, and the rags... seemed to be made of silk.

This is the material used in Persian rugs.

The luxury of rich people makes Ethan Hunt a little angry again.

"Three cups of coffee."

The maid hurriedly responded.

Pablo crossed his legs and said, "Blanco, are you looking for me if you need help with something? Just say it directly."

"I know that the North American Association is to be established. I want you to assign a position to Victor. It doesn't need to be too high. I know his abilities, but I don't want him to be idle. Man, he will be easily useless if he is idle."

Pablo smiled when he heard this, "Is that all? Of course there is no problem. Without you, maybe I would still be stealing cars on the street. Medellin is mine, but it is also yours."

Blanco led this little brother into drug trafficking.

Hearing these words, Blanco's eyes showed memories.

She clearly remembered that at that time, she had already hooked up with her second husband, received 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 kids all rushed forward, but Pablo took out a knife and tried to rob him fiercely.

Blanco was admired for his fierceness and still remembers the first words he said to him, "Robbery is the stupidest way to make money."

“So what’s the most profitable?”

"Drug trafficking!"

At that point, 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 just like…

Henry. Tandy let a corporal go.

Ethan Hunter sat obediently next to him. There were not many people there, and he listened to them quietly, already thinking in his mind.

Absolutely no marriage to 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, and six presidents died. Assassination...President Villarroel during the GM period was shot to death during 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." Seeing her expression, Pablo knew that she was afraid that her little puppy would be blown up.

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, when I, Victor, do things, I either don't do them or I do my best. 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 show you my performance." ”

"Bolivia is so safe and I've always enjoyed danger."

"Please send me to the most dangerous places."

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 fake certificate dealer, his second husband was a drug dealer, but he was just a gangster, and after he brought her into the business, he would lie at home eating, drinking, and gambling every day, and his third husband 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 a taste.

Ethan Hunt either didn't speak, or if he spoke, he would hit Blanco's heart every word.

"Pablo, just listen to him."

"My man..."

Blancoshen looked at Ethan Hunt affectionately, "Destined to be a hero."