"Boy in front, stop, what are you looking for here? I've been paying attention to you for a long time." A tense voice came from behind.

At the same time, at the exit of the alley in front, there were also two figures wearing big golden chains, one holding a dagger and the other holding a revolver, blocking Shen Feng's way.

Shen Feng turned his head to look, and saw behind him a thin, yellow-haired man with terrifyingly dark circles under his eyes, with greed and excitement in his eyes.

He also had a gun in his hand, which had just been loaded.

Shen Feng, who was still wearing a mask at this time, politely stopped and greeted the other party, saying:

"Hello friends, I'm here to find someone. I don't know if you have any news."

At this time, the two people who were blocking the way had already walked over. Hearing Shen Feng's standard Spanish, the dagger man frowned and said:

"He doesn't have an accent, he's not from Medellin, is he a scoundrel?"

Huang Mao snorted coldly, raised the gun in his hand towards Shen Feng, and said:

"Pablo has been dead for so many years, who are you looking for in Medellin? This is not a place for you to come! Take off your masks!"

Shen Feng shrugged, took off his mask, and showed a face modified by the nanomachine cluster.

At this time, his face turned into a square-shaped face with Chinese characters. He looked very determined and stern, and his overall age was almost thirty years old.

Still looks Asian though.

"Asian guy?" Huang Mao frowned again and asked, "Where are you from? Who are you looking for? I only ask for the last time."

After saying that, he winked at the two companions, and the two immediately began to check their surroundings. The man in sunglasses holding a revolver raised his gun and aimed at the back of Shen Feng's head.

Shen Feng smiled and said:

"I'm Mr. Ye's man. I've come to Mr. Martin Benitez. I have news to tell him."

Martin Benitez, who is related to the string of numbers he got from Musk, is currently the leader of a criminal organization in the Medellin area.

Although the criminal organization in Medellin, Colombia is far less powerful than Pablo’s death, it is impossible to suppress the Colombian military and police, but after all, the independent business is really profitable, and they also have huge wealth, so they are still enough to compete with each other. .

At present, the largest criminal organization in Medellin, the "13th Brigade", is in the hands of Martin Benitez.

He claims to have inherited the will of Pablo, the number one lone lord of the year, and will rebuild a criminal empire.

Of course, in reality, his power is not comparable to that of Pablo at all, and he can only control the underground forces in the Medellin area.

Hearing Shen Feng's words, Huang Mao and the other three couldn't help but be stunned. Originally, they thought the other party was just an ordinary tourist, but when they saw the other party's backpack, they were even more certain that the other party must be an ignorant local tyrant with a lot of cash.

Unexpectedly, the other party opened his mouth and said the name of Martin Benitez!

They are just gangsters on the street. Although they also rely on the "13th Brigade" for food, they are not even outside members. For them, Martin Benitez is a god-like existence. Impossible to have any intersection with them.

At this time, I heard that this Asian guy was actually looking for Martin. Benitez, several people couldn't help trembling, feeling as if they had messed with someone they shouldn't mess with.

Shen Feng smiled slightly and then said:

"Don't be nervous, you can introduce me to relevant people, and I will pay you a lot of money. Of course, you can also kill me and be skinned alive by the '13th Brigade'."

Saying that, he carefully used **** to pull out a roll of banknotes from his chest pocket and threw it to Huang Mao.

Huang Mao took it over and pulled the rubber band on it, looked at the face value, and couldn't help but straighten his eyes.

The green hundred-dollar bills are all US knives.

This method of bundling in rolls is also the most common way of bundling money by criminal organizations in the Americas.

When things got to this point, it was not something the three of them dared to decide.

Even if the other party may have more money, even if the other party's backpack may be full of money, they would not dare to grab the money.

If there is only one person, it’s okay to say that there are three people present. Who knows if that person will drink too much and have a brain attack in the future, and they will be really dead. People from the 13th brigade They would skin their whole family alive and cut them into pieces to feed the dogs.

The three looked at each other, Huang Mao put away the money and gun first, and said to Shen Feng:

"Come on, we're just small characters, we won't see Martin Benitez, but we can take you to meet the 13th Brigade."

The other two also put away their weapons, and the seven men stepped forward and patted Shen Feng on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically:

"Brother, you said it earlier. In fact, we are also members of the 13th Brigade, but we haven't officially joined it yet."

"Mike, shut up and don't disturb this gentleman." Huang Mao reprimanded expressionlessly.

Now they don't even know where the other party came from, and the name "Mr. Ye", they have never heard of it before.

Who knows what this man is up to with Martin Benitez?

What if it was revenge?

That bulging backpack might be full of bombs.

The three of them took Shen Feng around in the alley. On the way, they also met a few people who didn't have long eyes. They came to interrogate him. They heard Huang Mao said that they were going to find Martin Benitez. These people immediately retreated with interest. to the side.

Although the prestige is far less than that of Pablo, Martin Benitez is also a ruthless character who makes Medellin people talk about it.

The three Huang Mao also never doubted Shen Feng's words.

After all, unless he is tired of living, no one dares to make up such a lie to make fun of Martin Benitez.

Soon, the three Huang Mao had brought Shen Feng to the door of a bar.

This is a bar controlled by the 13th Brigade, and it is also their selling point.

Let the other two watch Shen Feng, Huang Mao pushed the door in, found the person in charge here, and conveyed Shen Feng's words.

Soon, Huang Mao returned again and walked in through the back door of the bar with Shen Feng.

There were already a few burly men with dragons and tigers in the room. After seeing Shen Feng, they first searched and found no weapons.

And in his backpack was a pile of broken stones and some daily necessities, and it was useless.

Huang Mao and Dagger Man also left with interest at this time.

After all, they have already reached the place controlled by the 13th Brigade, and the following things have nothing to do with them.

A burly burly man took Shen Feng to a reception room. After sitting on the sofa for a few minutes, a middle-aged man in a white suit and black sunglasses with a mustache and a back head walked in. Chao Shen Feng asked:

"You're looking for Mr. Martin? You said you were Ye's subordinate? Which Ye?"

Shen Feng looked up at the person's appearance, and the information about the other party quickly appeared in the silicon-based brain.

This is a middle-level leader of the 13th Brigade, and it seems that what he said before has also been taken seriously by people with a heart.

He smiled slightly and said:

"Of course it's Mr. Zhenzhen. Mr. Ye is in the United States now, and many things are inconvenient. However, there are still some unfinished business in the agreement between him and Mr. Martin, so I entrusted me to come and negotiate with Mr. Martin."

Ye Zhen, a Chinese national, the owner of Mexico United Chemical Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., is the number one raw material supplier in the entire Mexican unique product market. Taking advantage of the differences in the rules between the East and the West, he imports pseudoephedrine chemical raw materials in large quantities from the East, and provides them in the name of manufacturing cold medicine. For Guzman and other Mexican tycoons, he has grown into an industry giant himself.

When arrested at the mansion in 2007, the Mexican government found $207 million in cash alone in Ye Zhen's mansion.

It can be said that he is enough to control the entire industry in terms of raw material supply.

At present, Ye Zhen is still being detained by the Mexican government, and many previous businesses have also fallen into some stagnation and disputes, which have seriously affected downstream product manufacturing.

Shen Feng has found a lot of clues through the Internet. A large part of the source of raw materials for the 13th Brigade also comes from Ye Zhenzhen.

Now that Ye Zhen's business is stagnant, the product manufacturing business of the 13th Brigade is also in trouble at this time.

What's more, the two sides still have a large amount of money to be settled.

Hearing Shen Feng say Ye Zhen's name, the mustache in the white suit immediately became a lot more serious, looked at Shen Feng's appearance carefully, and asked:

"What evidence do you have to prove that you belong to Mr. Ye? What are you talking about here?"

Shen Feng smiled and said:

"Evidence... I have Mr. Ye's commissioned video, which I can show to Mr. Martin. In addition, I have a new source of supply. I hope to see Mr. Martin as soon as possible and let him make a decision. A bad day for business, lots and lots of dollars every day."

"A new source of supply?" The moustache in the white suit was stunned, and then his eyes lit up a little.

As a middle-level member of the 13th Brigade, he naturally understood what this meant.

That means more products, more dollars!

Shen Feng nodded, still smiling warmly, and said:

"Yes, the new supply comes from Indonesia and the Philippines... You also know that the policies of these two countries are relatively loose, and their officials also like the US dollar... And Mr. Ye said that in order to show sincerity, the previous three hundred million US dollars in debt can be Direct exemption. Of course, these matters must be interviewed with Mr. Martin, I believe that only in this way will he be at ease."

The white suit also seemed a lot more polite at this time, and said to Shen Feng:

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Then he turned to go out and dialed a number.

Shen Feng's silicon-based brain had already directly intercepted this signal and started monitoring.

Just after the call was connected, a deep voice appeared on the other end and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Xixi hurriedly said respectfully: "There is a person who claims to be Ye Zhen's subordinate and wants to negotiate with Mr. Martin, saying that there is a new source of goods, and he wants to talk about the previous payment, saying that he wants to directly exempt the payment. …”

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while and said:

"Bring him here."

Then hung up the phone.

Shen Feng had already determined the opponent's location through the signal, and nodded slightly.

According to the sound waves of Martin Benitez obtained in the dark web, the person who answered the phone just now should not be Martin Benitez.

But it shouldn't be far away.

After the leaders of these South American criminal organizations went through Pablo's affairs, they all turned into frightened birds, making them very mysterious and really hard to find.

On the contrary, it is much more convenient to send it directly to the door.

Soon, the door was pushed open, and the white suit returned to the room and said seriously to Shen Feng:

"Mr. Martin wants to see you. From now on, don't talk, don't ask why, you just need to wait for Mr. Martin's summons."

As he said that, he winked at several of his subordinates.

Several people immediately came over with black pockets and put them on Shen Feng's head. At the same time, they took out a pair of handcuffs to bind his hands, and led him out of the bar.

Although Shen Feng was temporarily invisible, he could feel through his silicon-based brain that he was taken into an off-road vehicle, surrounded by three heavily armed gang members.

Then the off-road vehicle started, followed by a pickup truck and a sedan. The three vehicles formed a small convoy and drove towards the mountains outside the Medellin area.

The speed of the car was very fast, and it ran red lights all the way, but no one dared to stop it.

The direction the car was heading was exactly the direction of the signal he had just discovered.

Knowing that he was getting closer and closer to the target, Shen Feng simply leaned on the seat and closed his eyes and began to close his eyes to rest.

After driving for about an hour and a half, the convoy had already entered a forest. After going through a series of detours, it went around many times in the middle, and finally stopped.

There was the sound of water in my ears, obviously beside a river.

The people around him took Shen Feng out of the car, and Shen Feng quickly felt that he had walked into a building complex.

It should be a huge villa.

After entering the room, the headgear was taken off, but the handcuffs were still on.

Blinking his eyes to adjust to the light here, Shen Feng turned his head to look at the building.

Slightly outdated layout, but extremely luxurious.

When the Colombian poison king Pablo was at its peak, he built a large number of villas in the jungles of Colombia as his own palace and secret base.

This villa is clearly one of them.

Where he is now is the second floor, surrounded by men in black with submachine guns and automatic rifles, wearing bulletproof vests, looking well-trained, and patrolling everywhere.

Looking through the window, there is a river in the rainforest outside, and you can even see hippos swimming~lightnovelpub.net~ This is also Pablo's legacy back then.

After Pablo was killed, some hippos, which he kept as pets, swam into Colombia's river network and quickly flooded due to the absence of natural predators.

Shen Feng was looking at it when he heard footsteps.

Then a middle-aged man with slightly gray hair came over and asked Shen Feng straight to the point:

"Are you Ye's subordinate? How does his new supply get into Colombia? Shouldn't he be in prison in Mexico now, how to direct all this?"

The moment Shen Feng's silicon-based brain heard the voice, he had already compared it with Martin Benitez's voiceprint obtained from the dark web, but found that it was not this person.

He couldn't help smacking his lips, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a servant-like man next to the middle-aged man ask:

"Where is Mr. Ye's commissioned video? How do you ensure the reliability of the new supply?"

Shen Feng's eyes lit up, this person's voiceprint could match!

These Colombian crime syndicates are really cunning.

Immediately, Shen Feng showed a smile, raised his hand to break the handcuffs, and said:

"How do I know."

Leaps forward and pounces on Martin Benitez.