As a small country in South America, Colombia has previously been best known internationally for two things: the home of Márquez, the master of magical realism who wrote One Hundred Years of Solitude, and the frenzied trade of exclusive goods.

In the 80s of the last century, Colombia's unique production and sales accounted for 80% of the Eagle Country's unique market.

Pablo Escobar, the head of the Medellín group at the time, was one of the seven richest people in the world at the time.

At first, Mexico was just doing exclusive entrepot trade, making money on the difference, until Pablo was killed and the Medellín group fell apart, and the hard-working and brave Mexican people suddenly slapped their thighs and woke up:

I can make my own one! Anyway, the grandsons of the Eagle Country are not sucking!

Since then, Colombia has faded into oblivion, with only occasional gunfights among gang members over a share of avocado exports to the big eastern powers.

Because of its own chaos, poverty and frequent crimes, the Colombian people also have a bad reputation in the international community, and are regarded as a country of thieves by many rich countries in Europe and the United States.

Musk went on to say:

"The data of that machine.... Although I was hypnotized before, I can now remember the direction of its data flow, and the command reception has always come from the Medellín area of Colombia, and it is related to a connector, but the things related to this person, 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 not surprising that Ksur was able to hide in Colombia.

After all, with the urine nature that Ksur has been acting all along, it is no longer something that can be described by the three cunning rabbits.

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

patted Musk on the shoulder and said:

"Go back and have a good rest, build electric car rockets and the like, just play with tender models, don't get involved in this kind of thing in the future, it's not for you."

These technology bigwigs in Silicon Valley themselves are also within the selection range of Shen Feng's formation of the Salvation Army, but because Musk's usual performance is too off-line, Shen Feng temporarily excluded him, but he was unexpectedly seized by the Purification Society and got him over to make a giant hypnosis device.

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

After being hypnotized, it was like a dream, controlled by the desire for the so-called truth of the universe in his heart, and he came here in a daze, and joined the team of the Purification Society with several of his subordinates, and built this hypnotic device underground in Mexico City.

It's scary to think about it now.

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

Musk turned his head to look and pointed out two of his men who were still alive.

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

After doing all this, Shen Feng put on a hood and sunglasses, walked up along the mound formed by the collapse with his backpack, jumped over, and landed lightly on the road above.

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

In the ruins of the Spider's Hive City that collapsed underground, the gray tide was still surging silently, directly dismantling the self-propelled gun, and collecting the largest sacrificial stone and the fragments of the sacrificial stone scattered everywhere, and transporting it through the gray tide network that was gradually forming underground.

Musk sat on the ground for a long time, and as if he had finally come to his senses, he struggled to get up and greeted the two subordinates, and crawled outside together.

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

After all, Musk is a world-famous celebrity who has quickly been recognized.

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

The ruins of the Spider's Nest City were soon surrounded again, and the battle for the antiques inside the ruins quickly turned into a scuffle.

This time, however, it was quickly calmed down by gangsters and the military police.

After all, no one would dare to offend those gangsters in Mexico without being hypnotized into madness.

This is another sense of order.

Sitting in that beat-up Toyota and looking out the window at Mexico City, which has become a little commotion, Musk's spirit is still a little trance.

Although he had been hypnotized to become a purifier before, he remembered the relevant memories very clearly from beginning to end.

At this time, it is natural to understand that the Purification Society is actually a group of antisocial personality garbage who want to destroy the world, and the Antichrist who was stigmatized by the Purification Society is the real savior of this world.

A truly revered existence.

Who exactly is this mysterious Antichrist

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

Thinking of the various bizarre parallel universes he had seen before, Musk instantly felt his blood boiling, and he couldn't immediately become a friend or even a subordinate of the mysterious Antichrist, so that he could get in touch with those endless mysteries and wonders.

At that moment, there was a sudden jolt in his pocket.

Musk was stunned and took out the phone.

He remembered that he had turned off the phone, who it was

saw the dark mobile phone screen, and a line of words suddenly appeared at this time:

Want to know the truth about the universe?

Here are the two options for Y/N.

Musk frowned and raised his hand to choose Y.

Unexpectedly, another question immediately appeared:

Do you want to find the truth of reality?

Or two options.

He was in a very bumpy state of mind at this time, and he didn't think twice about it, and immediately clicked Y.

In the next instant, a blood-red eyeball icon appeared on the screen, accompanied by a line of bold words:

Welcome to the real apocalyptic game!

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

The Salvation Army has now grown to tens of thousands, but it is far from reaching out to the world's elite.

For now, it seems that it is time to speed things up.

After all, if he didn't do it, the Whisperers and the Purification Society would also snar those elites, which would be a loss.

Today's Musk is fortunately deeply hypnotized, if he is a staunch purifier believer, he will be directly erased,

But that's 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 cocaine empire, the second largest city in Colombia and the once great single lord Pablo, has gradually returned to peace.

Located in the Andes Mountains, at an altitude of 1,500 meters, the city is known as the "Spring City" because of its year-round climate that is suitable for the growth of almost all crops.

Shen Feng walked around 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 styles are very relaxed with the blue sky and white clouds.

Shen Feng walked down the stone-paved road with a smile on his face and strode towards the outskirts of Medellín City.

The numerical number previously obtained from Musk has been cracked by Jingwei.

It was a driver's license number, and they had found the owner of the number, as well as where he lived, including where he was frequented.

A slum on the western outskirts of Medellín.

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

Obviously, while most of Medellín is relatively safe, there are also such places that cannot be approached.

It's like some garbage neighborhood in Detroit and New York.

Although the Medellín group collapsed with the death of Pablo in the nineties, the evil here has not died out.

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

Although the Mexicans have stolen the limelight, Colombian criminals are not showing weakness either.

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

At the beginning, he could meet a few kind-eyed locals, and even hinted with his eyes that he should leave here as soon as possible.

Later, it was some bewitching street girls with heavy makeup, and some tattooed men who kept staring at him viciously.

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

This made Shen Feng, who had always wanted to inquire about the news, a little helpless, and was ready to take the initiative to ask.

"Click......" The sound of a bullet loading suddenly came from behind him.

Shen Feng couldn't help but frown.

I was able to ask for directions.