Under the blue sky and white clouds, it feels more than 30 degrees.
As the car continued to move forward, Zhang Jing asked strangely, "Why do you have a Colombian passport?"
"I am a second-generation immigrant," Wang Li said surprisingly, "my mother is a first-generation immigrant."
Zhang Jing blinked, "It's understandable in areas with developed immigration. What do you think about immigrating to Colombia?"
"There are people from Area D under the sun, what's so strange about that?"
Zhang Jing nodded thoughtfully. This sentence is correct. Even in Antarctica, there are many people in Zone D.
"We've left the city," Zhang Jing wanted to see Wang Li off as soon as possible, "Where are you getting off?"
"Iwag, drive forward, about 150 kilometers."
Zhang Jing nodded. He was not going to resist. Anyway, it was only 150 kilometers, 3 hours at most, and he could fly away after that.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the car arrived at the entrance of Wang Li's hotel.
The hotel is a two-story independent small red building on the street. It has a large signboard that says in Amu, Chinese and Spanish: District D Hotel.
"Thank you," Wang Li said politely, "If you are hungry, you can stay and eat."
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Jing should be running as fast as he could at this time.
However, along the way, I discovered that Wang Li is not a bad person, at least she has a good conscience.
He also used a gold bracelet to compensate for his cell phone.
The reason for coercing him was mainly to facilitate his departure from Bogota. After all, killing two intelligence agents was very stressful.
After unbuckling his seat belt and exerting force on his legs, Zhang Jingban stood up and took out a pistol from the bag behind the passenger seat.
Instinctively, Wang Li took action very quickly, snatched the pistol from Zhang Jing's hand, and asked the man in front of her, "What do you want to do?"
"Idiot," Zhang Jing reminded, "didn't you notice something was wrong with your food?"
Wang Li then looked away from Zhang Jing and looked at the door of her hotel with a puzzled expression. She pushed the door and got out of the car, and at the same time checked the firearm in her hand.
Zhang Jing opened Wang Li's handbag, used her 1911, which generation pistol was unknown, and got out of the car.
There is a cashier counter at the entrance, and a wine cabinet behind it. There are many famous wines in area D, such as Gujing, Fenjiu, Jiugui, etc.
On the right is the dining area, about 50 square meters of dining space, which is now a mess.
Their limbs were nailed to the dining table with large cement nails. They were bleeding all over the floor and were already dead.
There were no body spots, the body was warm, and the person had just died.
Confirming that the deceased could not be saved, Wang Li rushed to the kitchen and upstairs to look for her mother.
Zhang Jing took the opportunity to look at the two corpses, one Hispanic and one yellow. They seemed to be a restaurant waiter and a chef respectively.
What kind of deep hatred makes the killer do this?
When no one was found, Wang Li returned to the messy restaurant, "My mother is missing. Judging from the murder method, it should be the 13k gang;
They drove out the old local gangs two months ago and imposed heavy taxes on all businesses. My mother refused to pay..."
"You know their base camp, right?" Zhang Jingyang asked with his pistol in hand.
Wang Li declined, "This matter has nothing to do with you, I can go alone."
"Don't waste your time." Zhang Jing wanted to know more about Wang Li. A second-generation immigrant whose family owned a restaurant and killed two intelligence agents was so abnormal. "I still have some good things in the car."
After leaving the hotel, Zhang Jing went to the back of the car and opened the trunk.
So Wang Li saw many weapons and armor including submachine guns, silencer rifles, matching magazines, anti-personnel grenades, blast grenades, butterfly mines, and body armor.
It was obvious that Zhang Jing was not a serious businessman at all. He was most likely in Bogotá for the reward.
The trunk lid slammed shut, and Wang Li quickly got into the driver's seat.
Zhang Jing quickly got into the passenger seat.
The city of Iwag is not big, so Wang Li drove ten minutes to the entrance of an olive oil processing workshop on the edge of the small town.
The workshop is on one floor, covers a relatively large area, and looks relatively shabby in appearance. .
Two people are at the door of the workshop
The smoking man saw the car parked in front of the door and came to stop it, "You can't park here, get out of here!"
Through the car door, Wang Li shot the opponent down with two bang bang shots.
He shot through the car door, so naturally he couldn't aim with his eyes, so Zhang Jing exclaimed "Wow".
After getting out of the car, Wang Li gently raised her hand and shot each of the two men who fell to the ground once in the head. At the same time, she walked to the back of the car to get the gun.
He quickly put on his body armor, inserted three magazines and three anti-personnel grenades into the outer pocket of the body armor, held his rifle, and headed towards the inside of the oil pressing workshop.
From firing the gun to taking the gun from the back of the car, Wang Li's movements were very smooth, and no movement was redundant.
With her good-looking face and big body, she is so handsome that she has no friends.
Zhang Jing also put on a body armor for himself, also used a rifle, took three magazines, and three grenades, and rushed into the oil pressing workshop.
The low sound of gunfire rang out.
I still remember Wen Li's bodyguards. If there is an enemy invasion, no matter whether they are running on the S line or the B line, in their eyes, they cannot avoid bullets.
Wang Li is also like this. She has sharp eyes, quick thinking and reflexes, and can shoot headshots without giving her enemies a chance to survive.
Zhang Jing followed her, like...like...special tourism?
Without firing a shot, someone reached the depths of where the 13k Gang Iwag was stationed and saw the boss of the branch and the hostages.
"Put down the gun!"
The boss of the 13k gang branch is a strong, bald and bearded man. He is holding a pistol and hiding behind the hostages. The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the hostages' heads and threatens, "Otherwise..."
"Bang!"
The air shook slightly, and Wang Li suddenly fired, accurately hitting the bearded man on the forehead, and the battle ended.
Wang Li's mother was a tall, slightly fat woman in her forties. She looked back at the bodies lying on the ground and sighed heavily, "He killed Lao Li and Larka."
Obviously, Lao Li is the chef and Larka is the local waiter.
Wang Li didn't feel too sad and introduced, "This is Zhang Jing, driving me back; my mother, Wang Ju, is the owner of the hotel."
Wang Ju looked at Zhang Jing and arranged, "Gather the bodies, find the cash, burn this place down, and leave as soon as possible."
Living in a chaotic place, Zhang Jing guessed that Wang Ju was also a person with a story and stayed calm in times of crisis.
The three of them worked together and poured gasoline on a total of 17 corpses.
During the collection process, money was recovered, about 1 million yuan in local cash.
Ignite the car and drive away.
It took less than 12 minutes from the time they entered the house. If the mother and daughter didn't have ghosts, they would have.
In the car, Zhang Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked directly, "Are you the intelligence agents from Area D in Colombia?"
"What caused you to have such a misunderstanding?" Wang Li asked with a confused expression.
"Ms. Wang never panics in the face of danger. Ms. Wang has outstanding marksmanship and extraordinary skills."
Upon hearing this, the mother and daughter looked at each other, and then laughed together.
"If you were born in District D, the family conditions are not bad, and there are many interest classes," Wang Ju sat in the back row and explained to Zhang Jing, "If you were born in Colombia, if the family conditions are good, you will definitely let your children Ability to protect oneself;
Xiaoli started learning Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Sanda, and shooting at the age of three. When she was 16, she went to the League District to receive professional bodyguard training for three years, and spent three months on the Da Mao battlefield. "
After a second's pause, Wang Ju continued chatting, "As for me, seeing how chaotic things are, I naturally won't scream when I'm in danger."
Zhang Jing's mouth moved. He didn't expect that the social environment would have such a great impact on a family.
If you think about it carefully, it is natural. When the social environment believes that being a civil servant does not make money, people will naturally not take the public examination.
In Colombia, Wang Ju cultivated her daughter in such a way, which is incredible to the eyes of people in District D, but considering the local conditions, it is only natural.
Thinking deeply, if you were an intelligence agent, you would definitely not be able to stay in a small town and open a restaurant, without having access to secrets at all.
In this case...it is inevitable that Zhang Jing will fall in love with talents.
Unexpected
Yes, the beautiful big cock gave him a slap on the head.
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