104. Lack of a protagonist in the negotiation

The troop carrier stopped, bringing up the dust billowing from the side of the road.

The soldiers didn't realize that there were two guys sitting in the car, the bastards who had recently made their big boss Vaux angry—Gordon had instructed Taylor to send Mo Lei's photo to the team. They continued to do the same way they usually treated the gangsters, pointed their guns at the car, and after approaching cautiously, a squad leader approached them and let them out of the car.

Their instructors also taught that if they think there is something suspicious, keep at least 20 meters away from the target and let the other party get out of the car before finding cover, then make the target turn 360 degrees, jump on the spot, confirm that there is no weapon, and then let the target lie on the ground, followed by a series of search behaviors.

"Calm down." Mo Lei held down the coyote's left hand holding the gun.

"You, get out of the car!" The soldier squad leader shouted at Mo Lei, his gun-wielding hand hanging by his side, his face close to the car window, his stubble face was full of acne marks, his teeth were scorched with tobacco, no matter how deliberately he tried to make himself look mature, but his actual age was only in his 20s.

"Brother, it's just a small deal, how could I let you go out?" Zhou Rui slipped down from the rear trunk, his eagle eyes were full of cheap smiles, he grabbed the P99 pistol in his right hand blocked by the carriage, and held a stack of dollars in his left hand, pretending to be a fake soldier who didn't know in front of him.

The pimple-covered face of the squad leader squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and the slightly immature face quickly returned to the coldness just now. As if to brew his own ferocity, he raised his left hand and touched his eyebrows, and waved his gun hand, "You all get out of the car, let's check it." ”

Mo Lei lamented, another child who was poisoned by the movie, and he acted.

"Hello? We always pay on time, so there's no need for it, right? Zhou Rui looked at the little boy in front of him and began to flicker. He also raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, but instead of using his hand, he used the stack of dollars in his hand, which looked a little funny.

The two of them said a few words back and forth, and the team leader looked at Mo Lei, who was sitting in front of him without saying a word but with a simple smile on his face, and asked coolly, "What are you laughing at?" “

"Hey, he's my cousin, he broke his head when he was a kid, stupid and stupid, but the driving skills are given by God, it's too powerful, you know?" Zhou Rui made a gesture of holding the steering wheel, then patted the squad leader's shoulder, and stuffed the dollar in his hand into the pocket of the other party's chest.

The corners of the squad leader's cool face twitched, and he waved his hand generously, "You can't keep up too close to the military vehicle, understand?" It's going to be dangerous, but luckily you run into me, or you'll be three dead people. ”

Zhou Rui nodded, cooperated with the team leader to make a cold expression on his face, and reached out to pat Mo Lei's shoulder, "Cousin, let's go." ”

"No, you have to walk behind me, and it's better to wait until I've been gone for ten minutes." The squad leader plunged his pistol into his pouch and felt a heaviness on his chest.

He didn't expect that pretending to be a soldier would be so beneficial.

After the military vehicle drove a few hundred meters, Mo Lei took a long breath, took out his left hand from under the steering wheel, grabbed a grenade tightly in his hand, and put his thumb into the snap ring.

"Warcraft, if you find a opportunity, you can damage me." Mo Lei shouted to the rear with a smile and laughter.

"Damn, that's called improvisation." Zhou Rui shot back, turned around and flipped into the back compartment.

The coyote on the side glanced at Mo Lei with disdain, "Damn, are you going to die together?" ”

"Stupid, the monster is in the back box, I hang a reverse gear, the grenade is thrown into the sky, and then the accelerator hits the end, we can dodge it, and the monster is naturally fine." I just don't want to kill here again, and then all the clues I've managed to find are gone. ”

Mo Lei was a little sad as he spoke.

They were not mistaken, Yilei had come to negotiate peace with Vaux. However, Yilei didn't expect that he came to Medellín and still didn't see the legendary Vaux.

Instead of entering the city of Medellín, the car continued along Highway 17 to the northwest of the outskirts of the city, and at 25 kilometers from the city, a dirt road slowly stretched to the right, and the car approached the foothills to reach two medium-sized brick houses with six tents behind them, and a slightly larger house with a roof equipped with a disc-type satellite television antenna, and long wires picked up by a few tall tree trunks, spreading towards the foothills behind.

Not far away, there is a fence for keeping goats and cows, a cliff on the left side of the house, and several hectares of fertile fields on the right side, in which people who look like farmers grow wheat and barley, looking like a peaceful country.

At this moment, two guards suddenly appeared on the roof of the tallest house, and the well-maintained AK-47 in their hands shone with a black shiny. Sasa on the off-road vehicle thought to himself that this was a well-guarded foothold that Yilei had built for himself, and Sasa came all the way to observe from a professional point of view, and found at least two snipers and a machine gun position.

"He chose this place where birds don't?" Another mercenary beside Sasa said contemptuously.

"He's not living here. But you're right, this place where the bird doesn't poop provides him with good protection, and the government here can't monitor it, with a flat river in front of him, a cliff on one side, and two people on the top of the mountain can watch the movement dozens of kilometers away. Sasa calmly despised the mercenary.

The place where they met was chosen by Yilei, and Vaux readily agreed to Yilei's request, because he had no intention of meeting Yilei from the beginning to the end.

When Gordon mentioned to Yi Lei that his boss had gone to New York because he had something to do, Yi Lei's face stiffened for a moment, but then returned to his indifferent appearance.

"Are you sure you can call the shots for Volks?" Yi Lei still asked lightly.

"I'm in your presence now, Riesling." Gordon still had an expression of neither humility nor arrogance.

Yilei nodded, looking at the German guy in his 30s and smiling.

In his mind, Vaux was already a dead man.

In front of the house, Gordon and Egray met an old man with a snow-white, wavy beard that reached his chest. The old man was dressed in a light brown robe and carried a kettle in his right hand. Gordon found that the old man's left hand was not much left, all his fingers were gone, and there were stitches on the palm to the back of the hand and on the arm, which should be the cause of the bomb attack, or the old man's own problem.

But Gordon was surprised to find that Yilei actually respected the old man very much, in addition to striding over and hugging him cordially, he also helped the old man to walk a few steps, and introduced to Gordon that this was Liancaron, his teacher, and he wanted to be a witness for himself and Volks.

Lencaron?? Gordon's computer-like brain quickly sorted out the list of anti-government organizations in Colombia, but he was completely unimpressed. However, Gordon naturally did not slack off, and treated the old man affectionately with the courtesy of a junior, and Yilei nodded approvingly.

The group entered the room separately and the host, the yard was full of farm tools, and the living room of more than forty bungalows looked a little empty, and there was a one-meter-square coffee table in the middle of the two wooden chairs on the main seat, two couches on both sides, and two sofa covers with patches were spread out neatly. In front of each sofa is a small table full of seasonal fruits.

Gerry and Liencaron conversed quickly in the "Chiracha" language, a very small language that Gordon and his men could not understand, so they could only keep smiling.

Gordon has patience, and patience is one of the best qualities of a gentleman or a killer.

With fruit in her mouth, Sasa suddenly pressed her earphone with her hand, and after a few seconds, she stood up and politely greeted Yilei, turned and walked out the door.

Two minutes later, he walked back into the room, where Gordon was already talking to Ray in a heated manner, placing a digital map in front of Ray, who was aloud gesturing his territory in Spanish.

When Gordon found Sasa standing quietly next to him, he frowned in surprise, smiled and raised his hand to stop Yilei's chatter, and asked Sasa softly, "What's the matter?" ”

Sasa whispered a few words in Gordon's ear, and Gordon's face changed, "Are you sure it's three people?" Asian? ”

"I'm not sure where I'm from, but my size and demeanor are very similar to the description." Sasa replied respectfully, he always felt that in front of Gordon, he was panicked in his heart, and he couldn't understand what the reason was.

"Let them go?" Gordon's voice raised slightly.

"Well, but the squad leader arranged for his friend to follow quietly."

"You go and arrange someone, and we'll go over and have a look later." Gordon reached out and patted Sasa on the shoulder.

Well, that squad leader Ka Jun did a good job, go back and talk to him.

Gordon looked at the inquiring gaze in front of him, and quickly shook off the other thoughts. He shrugged at Yilei and quickly switched roles into the negotiations.

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