Real Apocalypse Game

Chapter 274: Medellin Group

As a small country in South America, Colombia was best known internationally for two things: the hometown of Marquez, the master of magical realism, author of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and the crazy trade in exclusive products.

In the 1980s, Colombia's unique production and sales accounted for 80 percent of the Eagle Country's unique market.

Pablo Escobar, the head of the Medellin Group at the time, was extremely wealthy and one of the seven richest people in the world at that time.

In the beginning, Mexico was just doing the entrepot trade of unique products to make a profit. It was not until Pablo was killed and the Medellin Group fell apart that the hard-working and brave Mexican people suddenly woke up with a slap on the thigh:

I can **** make it myself! Anyway, the gang of grandchildren of Yingguo **** who is not sucking!

Since then, Colombia has been gradually forgotten, except for the occasional news of gunfights between gangs vying for a share of avocado exports to the Eastern powerhouse.

Because of its chaos, poverty and frequent crime, the Colombian people also have a bad reputation internationally, and are regarded as a country of thieves by many people in rich countries in Europe and America.

Musk went on to say:

"The data of that machine.... Although I was hypnotized before, I can now remember its data flow. The command reception has always come from the Medellin area of ​​Colombia, and it is related to a connector, but this person For related things, I only remember a set of numbers."

Immediately told Shen Feng this set of numbers.

Hearing Musk's words, Shen Feng nodded slightly.

It was no surprise that Kesul could hide in Colombia.

After all, the urgency that Kesul has always acted is no longer enough to describe the three caves of the cunning rabbit.

And according to the information Shen Feng had obtained before, it basically pointed to the Central American region including Mexico and Colombia.

Immediately patted Musk on the shoulder and said:

"Go back and have a good rest, build electric cars and small rockets, etc., just play when you should be young, don't get involved in this kind of thing in the future, it's not suitable for you."

These tech giants in Silicon Valley are also within the scope of Shen Feng's selection of the Salvation Army, but because Musk's usual performance is too off-line, Shen Feng temporarily excluded him, but he was unexpectedly preempted by the Purification Society. I took him over and made a giant hypnotic device.

Musk nodded and expressed his deep gratitude to Shen Feng again.

Since he was hypnotized, it was like a dream, controlled by the desire for the so-called cosmic truth in his heart, he came here in a daze, and brought a few of his subordinates to join the team of the Purification Society. This hypnotic device.

Thinking about it now makes me terrified.

"Who are your people?" Shen Feng asked again.

Musk turned his head to look, and pointed out two of his still alive subordinates.

Shen Feng snapped his fingers, the gray tide surged, and the metal cocoons immediately wrapped the remaining purifiers, quickly devouring them and disappearing without a trace.

After doing all this, Shen Feng put on a hood and sunglasses, carried a backpack and walked up the collapsed mound, jumped, and landed on the road above.

At this time, the collapse here has attracted the onlookers of many residents. Shen Feng squeezed into the crowd with his bag on his back and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

In the ruins of the caved-in spider nest city, the gray tide is still surging silently, directly decomposing the self-propelled artillery, and collecting the largest sacrifice stone and the scattered fragments of the sacrifice stone. , transported out through the gray tide network gradually formed underground.

Musk sat on the ground for a long time before he seemed to finally come to his senses. He struggled to get up and greeted his two subordinates before crawling out together.

Some of those onlookers found a few long ropes, threw them down from above, and let the people below hold them and drag them out.

Musk is, after all, a global celebrity and has been quickly recognized.

He immediately promised people a sum of money, bought a car on the spot, and drove to the airport with two assistants.

The ruins of Spider Nest City were soon surrounded by water again, and the competition for the antique relics in the ruins quickly turned into a melee.

This time, however, it quickly calmed down with the support of gangs and military police.

After all, no one dared to offend those gang members in Mexico without being hypnotized into madness.

This is another kind of order.

Sitting in the dilapidated Toyota car, looking out the window in Mexico City, which became a little turbulent, Musk's spirit was still a little trance.

Although he became a purifier after being hypnotized before, he has always remembered the relevant memory clearly from beginning to end.

At this time, it is natural to understand that the Purification Society is actually a group of anti-social personality garbage who wants to destroy the world, and the Antichrist who has been stigmatized by the Purification Society is the real savior of this world.

A truly revered existence.

Who is this mysterious Antichrist?

The information about the parallel universe that he conveyed is obviously true information, and there is no falsification at all.

Thinking of the various bizarre parallel universes he had seen before, Musk instantly felt his blood boil again, and wished he could immediately become a friend or even subordinate of the mysterious Antichrist in order to get in touch with those endless mysteries and wonders.

Just then, there was a sudden vibration in his pocket.

Musk was stunned and took out his phone.

He remembered that he had obviously switched off, who was it?

I saw a line of words appearing on the dark mobile phone screen:

Want to know the truth about the universe?

Below are two options for Y/N.

Musk frowned, raised his hand and chose Y.

Unexpectedly, another problem appeared immediately:

Want to discover the truth of reality?

Still two options.

At this time, his mentality was very bachelor, and he immediately clicked Y without thinking at all.

In the next instant, a blood-red eyeball icon appeared on the screen, with a line of eye-catching words below it:

Welcome to the real doomsday game!

On the plane to Colombia, thinking of Musk's reaction after seeing the real Doomsday game, Shen Feng couldn't help showing a smile.

The size of the Salvation Army has now grown to tens of thousands, but it is far from sweeping the global elite.

At present, it seems that the speed should be accelerated.

After all, if he doesn't do it, the Whisperer and the Purification Society will also entrap those elites, but it will be a loss.

Luckily, Musk today was deeply hypnotized. If he is a firm believer in the Purifier himself, he would have to directly obliterate him.

But that would be a bit of a waste.

It only takes a short time to get from Mexico to Medellin, Colombia.

After coming here, Shen Feng discovered that the second largest city in Colombia, the cocaine empire that once dominated Pablo, has gradually returned to peace.

The city is located in the Andes Mountains, 1,500 meters above sea level, and has a pleasant climate throughout the year that is suitable for the growth of almost all crops. It is known as the "Spring City".

Shen Feng walked in the city with a bag on his back, looking like an ordinary backpacker who came to travel.

Various churches and low-rise buildings with unique local style look very leisurely with the blue sky and white clouds.

Shen Feng walked on the stone-paved road with a smile on his face, striding towards the outskirts of Medellin City.

The digital numbers previously obtained from Musk have been cracked by Jingwei.

That's a driver's license number, and they've found the owner of that number, and where he lives, including where he's often.

A slum in the western suburbs of Medellin.

The further you go into the slums, the fewer tourists and friendly people you encounter.

Apparently, while most of Medellin is relatively safe, there are also places that can't be approached ~lightnovelpub.net~ like some of the trashy neighborhoods in Detroit and New York.

Although the Medellin Group collapsed in the 1990s with Pablo's death, the evil here has never died out.

Only the unique products seized by Colombian anti-narcotics police every year are generally around 500 tons.

Although the Mexicans stole the limelight, Colombian criminals will also not show weakness.

Soon, Shen Feng had turned left and right in this slum for more than ten minutes, and gradually penetrated into the depths of this dilapidated building.

At the beginning, I could meet a few local people with kind eyes, and even hinted him to leave here as soon as possible with their eyes.

Later, there were some enchanting street girls with heavy makeup, and some tattooed men who kept staring at him fiercely.

However, these people didn't say anything to Shen Feng, and they didn't even say hello.

This made Shen Feng, who had been wanting to inquire about the news, feel helpless, and was ready to take the initiative to ask.

"Click..." The sound of bullets being loaded suddenly came from behind.

Shen Feng couldn't help but frown.

I can ask for directions.

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