Colombia's mountainous jungles are so dense and tropical that everything is buried in the wildly growing rainforest.

What's more, the Medellín group under the control of Martín Benitez is in the north of Colombia, and there are no forces that dare to contend with it, and even the government has retreated.

He himself is often extremely secretive, disappearing for days without explanation, and no one knows where he went.

Therefore, it was not until ten days later that the backbone of the Medellín Group realized that something was wrong.

The big boss doesn't seem to have been back for a long time this time.

In the past, although there were often times when they disappeared inexplicably, they would reappear in two or three days at most.

After all, the business is so big, it can't lack the backbone.

And this time, Martin Benitez has been gone for too long!

The criminal syndicates in Mexico and the Eagle Nation have begun to look for Martin Benitez.

After all, although Colombia's unique industry is declining compared to before, it is also a big business that costs tens of billions of dollars a year, and many payments have not been settled before, and the goods that have been said to be good have not been delivered.

Even many officials within the Colombian government are also very worried about the safety of Martin Benítez, who has almost spent the stolen goods before, when will he send the money again?

The remaining backbone of the Medellín Group began to worry at this time, and finally on the eleventh day, they couldn't help it, gathered together for a meeting, and finally agreed to go together to find Martín Benítez.

Most of them also knew some locations of Martin Benitez's palace secrets in the northern jungle, so they quickly found the location where Shen Feng took Martin Benitez away.

That villa.

The scene here surprised everyone.

The villa, which was originally impregnable and extremely fortified, was already full of corpses and a mess at this time.

Due to the hot and humid conditions of the rainforest, the corpses and body parts were so decomposed that they emitted a foul smell that would make them vomit out the overnight meal.

A group of murderous solitaires endured nausea and examined it, but in the end they did not find Martin Benitez's body.

Apparently the other party has been taken away from here.

As for where he went, it was also very obvious, because someone had written a huge line of text on the wall with blood:

Pablo is alive, right here.

This is followed by a latitude and longitude coordinates.

Among those who came, too, Martin Binitez's henchmen, immediately said to the crowd:

"The boss used to take a helicopter to a place in the jungle every once in a while, where there was a tarmac and a relic of an ancient civilization, probably right there!"

When they saw the hint that Pablo was still alive, the Colombian solitaires couldn't bear it.

To them, Pablo's name is comparable to that of One Piece's Gor. D. Roger.

One Piece Roger means countless gold and silver treasures, and Pablo means hundreds of billions of dollars.

At the height of Pablo's popularity, huge amounts of dollar cash were hidden in many different locations in Colombia in order to escape the government's crackdown.

In each of these places, at least $100 million is hidden.

At the beginning, there were often news such as "farmers digging up 100 million dollars from working in the fields".

And with Pablo's "death", those heavenly wealth, which is comparable to the GDP of some small countries, disappeared all together.

But the later Lords were convinced that there was still a great deal of wealth hidden by Pablo, waiting for the day when it would be discovered.

The so-called "Treasure of the Poison King".

How could they not be excited to see the news that Pablo was still alive now!

As for Martin Benitez's life or death, it obviously has nothing to do with them.

After all, the current Medellín bloc is not a large bloc with a dictatorship, but something akin to a loose bloc coalition.

Soon, under the leadership of Martin Benitez's henchmen named "John", a group of solitary men armed with their own arms, numbering in the thousands, marched towards the place where Pablo was said to be hiding.

Even if Pablo had been famous, they didn't care about it now.

Times have changed.

And what about the former Colombian drug king?

Now it's their world.

If he was so restless as a "dead man", they could let him die again.

Although the road is long and tortuous, but spurred by the dream of finding Pablo's treasure, the Colombian lone is still overcoming obstacles and constantly advancing in the dense forests of Colombia, and the fanatical momentum has not slowed back in the slightest.

Finally, in the afternoon, they finally came to a mysterious Inca ruin.

There are also quite a few remnants of various equipment here, and it is clear that people have lived there for a long time.

However, there was no one in the ruins temple at this time, and it was as if someone had set it on fire, and it was dark.

Some of the traces of explosions on the ground indicate that the place was bombed not long ago.

When a group of lone thieves were at a loss, on the other side of the ruins, a group of well-trained people with loaded guns and ammunition also appeared.

The men were dressed in eye-patterned clothes, were well-equipped, and had indifferent expressions.

However, after seeing these gang members in front of them, they did not rush to shoot, but began to negotiate.

Looking at these proud gangsters in front of him, Russelles was worried and puzzled.

As the head of the Purification Society's branch in South America, he has been responsible for the exchange of information and supplies with Kthul.

However, there were also many changes of hands in between, and he was not even entirely sure of Ksur's location.

Fortunately, the exchange of information never stopped, and let him know that the supreme leader of the Purification Society, President Kthul, had always been not far from him.

It's just that just a few days ago, this kind of information exchange was suddenly interrupted, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Then suddenly this morning a mysterious news came that Ksur was somewhere in the northern jungle of the Medellín region of Colombia, and that he was in danger and needed his help.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ruscelles led the elite of the entire South American branch to come to the rescue.

From the air, the remains of the Inca civilization appear to be in the shape of an eye, and it is clear that this is the hiding place of Ksur.

It's just that when he led hundreds of heavily armed men here, there was no trace of Csur at all, only blackened ruins, some cylindrical white ash, and a group of Colombian solitaires who came out of nowhere!

Fortunately, he had vaguely known before that Ksur had been controlling the Colombian crime syndicate, and these people were considered his own people, so there was no direct conflict, but negotiations.

After some negotiations, both sides were a little confused.

What's going on?

They weren't looking for a single person, but it did look like the place they were targeting.

Just then, the rumbling of trucks could be heard in the distance.

Then a tracked truck staggered out of the jungle, through a hill and patches of mud, and came to them.

While everyone was in amazement, a truck driver who looked too ordinary to look ordinary came out of the cockpit and asked:

"May I ask if this is the burial place of the great Colombian drug king Pablo Escobar and the great president of the Purification Society, the hypnotist Csur?"

The man's movements were stiff and exaggerated, he looked like a robot, and his speech was noticeably out of tune.

One of the gang members was about to reprimand each other when John, a henchman of Martin Benitez, stepped forward and said in a cold mechanical voice:

"Yes, this is it, are you transporting a B-61 tactical nuclear bomb?"

The truck driver nodded stiffly:

"Exactly."

Hearing this, the surrounding gang members and purifiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.

What happened to these two people?

Funny talk show?

At this moment, John nodded and said with a blank face:

"Then follow the instructions and detonate."

As soon as the words fell, in the shocked eyes of everyone, John and the truck driver all melted like liquids, turned into a silver-gray liquid substance, and penetrated towards the ground!

These two people are not human beings at all!

At this time, the gang members suddenly felt that something was wrong, after all, they were able to come here because of that John's leadership.

And now the other party has turned into a puddle of silver-gray liquid!

The purifiers and gang members looked at each other, and they all faintly felt a chill down their spines, not knowing what the situation was.

It was Ruscelles who broke the silence, glanced at one of his men, and said:

"Open the carriage and see what's inside."

The two guys who suddenly disappeared just now were so weird that he had a sense of foreboding, and he thought of some rumors he had heard in the organization before, some kind of gray tide robot or something......

The subordinate nodded, beckoned a few men, and went to open the truck bed.

It's just that they had just walked a few steps, and before they could touch the carriage, the carriage suddenly shattered.

In the next moment, a bright carriage comparable to a thousand suns bloomed.