Under the blue sky and white clouds, the body feels more than 30 degrees.

As the car continued to move forward, Zhang Jing asked strangely, "How do you have a Colombian passport?"

"I'm a second-generation immigrant," Wang Li said surprisingly, "My mother is a first-generation immigrant."

Zhang Jing's eyes blinked, "It's understandable to immigrate to developed areas, what do you think about immigrating to Colombia?"

"What's so strange about the D-Zone people under the sun?"

Zhang Jing nodded thoughtfully, this sentence is true, even in Antarctica, there are many people in Area D.

"It's already out of the city," Zhang Jing wanted to send Wang Li away as soon as possible, "Where did you get off the bus?"

"Ibagu, go ahead, about 150 kilometers."

Zhang nodded, he didn't plan to resist, anyway, it was only 150 kilometers, a maximum of 3 hours, after which he could fly away.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the car arrived at the door of Wang Lijia Hotel.

The hotel is a two-storey independent small red building on the street, with a large signboard that reads: D Zone Hotel, in Amu, Chinese, and Western Banya.

"Thank you," Wang Li was polite, "If you're hungry, you can stay and eat."

Under normal circumstances, Zhang Jing should be as fast as he should be at this time.

However, along the way, I found that Wang Li is not a bad person, at least her conscience is not bad.

Also compensated for the phone with a gold bracelet.

The reason why he was coerced was mainly to facilitate his departure from Bogotá, after all, it was a lot of pressure to kill two agents of the Intelligence Agency.

Unbuckling his seat belt and exerting force on his legs, Zhang Jingban stood up and took out a pistol from the pocket behind the passenger seat.

Instinctively reacted, Wang Li shot with extreme speed, instantly snatched the pistol from Zhang Jing's hand, and asked the man in front of him, "What do you want to do!"

"Idiot," Zhang Jing reminded, "didn't you notice something wrong with your meal?"

Wang Li took her eyes off Zhang Jing at this time, looked at the door of her hotel, looked puzzled, pushed the door and got out of the car, and checked the firearm in her hand at the same time.

Zhang Jing opened Wang Li's handbag, used her 1911, did not know how many generations of pistols she had, and got out of the car with her.

The entrance is the cash register, and the back is the wine cabinet, on which there are a lot of famous wines in the D area, such as Gujing, Fenjiu, drunkards, etc.

On the right is the dining area, about 50 square meters of dining space, which is in a mess at the moment.

The two men were nailed to the dining table with large cement nails, bleeding all over the floor, and they were already dead.

There are no corpse spots, the body is warm, and the person has just died.

Determining that the deceased was hopeless, Wang Li rushed to the kitchen and upstairs to look for her mother.

Zhang Jing took the opportunity to look at the two corpses, one Hispanic and the other yellow, who appeared to be a waiter and a chef in a restaurant.

What kind of deep hatred makes the killer do this?

No one was found, Wang Li returned to the messy restaurant, "My mother is missing, looking at the murder method, it should be the 13k gang;

They kicked out the old local gangs two months ago and collected heavy taxes from all the businesses, and my mother refused to pay them..."

"You know their home base, right?" Zhang Jingyang asked with a pistol in his hand.

Wang Li refused, "This matter has nothing to do with you, I'll just go alone."

"Don't waste time," Zhang Jing wanted to know more about Wang Li, a second-generation immigrant who opened a restaurant at home and killed two intelligence agents, which was too abnormal, "I still have good things in my car."

Out of the hotel, Zhang Jing took the first step to the back of the car's butt and opened the back box.

So Wang Li saw many weapons and armor, including submachine guns, sound-reducing rifles, matching magazines, anti-personnel grenades, stun grenades, butterfly mines, and body armor.

Obviously, Zhang Jing is not a serious businessman at all, and he appeared in Bogotá, most likely for a bounty.

The rear lid was closed with a bang, and Wang Limali sat in the driver's seat.

Zhang Jing hurriedly sat in the passenger seat.

The town of Ibague is small, and Wang Li drives ten minutes to the door of an olive oil processing workshop on the edge of the town.

The workshop is a one-storey area, covering a relatively large area, and the appearance looks relatively broken.

Two were at the door of the workshop

The man who smoked saw the car stop in front of the door, and came up to stop it, "You can't stop here, get out of here!"

Through the car door, Wang Li knocked down the other party with two shots.

Shooting through the car door, naturally he couldn't aim with his eyes, and Zhang Jing, who was watching, shouted wow.

After getting out of the car, Wang Li gently raised her hand, shot each of the two people who fell to the ground, and walked to the back of the car to get the gun at the same time.

Quickly put on the body armor, inserted three magazines and three anti-personnel grenades into the outer pocket of the body armor, held the rifle, and killed the inside of the oil extraction workshop.

From firing the gun to taking the gun from the rear of the car, Wang Li's movements were very silky, and none of the movements were superfluous.

With her good-looking face and big man, she is so handsome that she has no friends.

Zhang Jing also put on body armor for himself, also used a rifle, brought three magazines, three grenades, and rushed into the oil extraction workshop.

The sound of muffled gunfire erupted.

still remembers Wen Li's bodyguards, if there is an enemy invasion, whether it is running the S line or the B line, in their eyes, they can't avoid bullets.

Wang Li is also like this, her eyes are lively, her thinking is fast, and she shoots her head with a gun, giving the enemy a chance to live at all.

Zhang Jing followed behind her, like... It's like... Featured Tours?

Without firing a shot, someone kills someone deep into the 13k gang Ibagu's camp, and meets the boss of the subcolony, and - the hostage.

"Put down your gun!"

The boss of the 13K gang sub-stronghold was a strong, bald-headed, bearded man, holding a pistol, hiding behind the hostage, and threatening the hostage's head with the muzzle, "Otherwise..."

"Bang!"

The air shook slightly, and Wang Li suddenly opened fire, hitting the bearded man's forehead accurately, and the battle ended.

Wang Li's mother, a tall and slightly chubby woman in her forties, looked back at the fallen corpse and sighed heavily, "He killed Lao Li and Larka."

It is clear that Lao Li is the chef and Larka is the local waiter.

Wang Li didn't feel much sadness, and introduced in the middle, "This is Zhang Jing, drive me back; My mother, Wang Ju, is a restaurant owner."

Wang Ju glanced at Zhang Jing and arranged, "Gather the corpses, find the cash, burn this place, and leave as soon as possible."

Living in a chaotic place, Zhang Jing guessed that Wang Ju was also a person with a story, and he was not chaotic in the face of danger.

The three of them worked together to douse a total of 17 corpses with gasoline.

In the process of collecting, about 1 million meters of local cash.

Drive away after ignition.

From the moment they entered the door, the process took less than 12 minutes, and if the mother and daughter didn't have a ghost, it would be hell.

In the car, Zhang Jing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked directly, "You are the intelligence agent in Zone D in Colombia, right?"

"What caused you to have such a misunderstanding?" Wang Li looked confused and asked rhetorically.

"Ms. Wang is not chaotic in the face of danger, and Miss Wang has outstanding marksmanship and extraordinary skills."

Hearing this, the mother and daughter glanced at each other, and then laughed in unison.

"If you were born in Zone D, your family conditions are not bad, and there will be no shortage of various interest classes," Wang Ju sat in the back row to explain Zhang Jing's doubts, "If you were born in Colombia, if your family conditions are good, you will definitely let your children have the ability to protect themselves;

Xiaoli began to learn Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Sanda, and shooting at the age of three, and at the age of 16, she went to the League District to receive three years of professional training as a bodyguard, and spent three months on the battlefield of Big and Small Mao."

After a pause for a second, Wang Ju continued to chat, "As for me, seeing how chaotic it is, I naturally won't shout when I encounter danger."

Zhang Jing's mouth moved, he didn't expect that the social environment would have such a great impact on a family.

If you think about it carefully, it is natural that when the social environment thinks that it is not profitable to be a public ape, everyone will naturally not take the public examination.

In Colombia, Wang Ju cultivated her daughter in this way, which is incredible in District D, but combined with the local situation, it is also a matter of course.

Thinking deeper, if you were an intelligence officer, it would definitely be impossible for you to stay in a small town and open a restaurant, and you would not have access to secrets at all.

In that case.... Inevitably, Zhang Jing was moved by his love for talent.

I didn't expect it

Yes, the beautiful big gave him a slap in the face.

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