The mountainous jungles in Colombia are so dense, and the climate itself is tropical. Everything is buried in the wildly growing rainforest.

What's more, the Medellin Group under the control of Martín Benítez dominates northern Colombia. No force dares to compete, and even the government has backed away.

He himself was often extremely mysterious, missing for several days without any reason, and no one knew where he had gone.

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

The big boss seems to have not come back for a long time this time.

In the past, although he often disappeared for no apparent reason, he would reappear within two or three days at most.

After all, the business is so big that it cannot lack its backbone.

And this time, Martin Benitez disappeared for too long!

For a long time, criminal groups in Mexico and criminal groups in Eagle Country began to look for Martin Benitez.

After all, although Colombia's unique product industry has declined compared to before, it is still a big business worth tens of billions of dollars every year. Many of the previous payments have not been settled, and the promised goods have not been delivered. What exactly is going on?

Even many officials within the Colombian government are also very worried about the safety of Martin Benitez. The stolen goods previously distributed have been almost spent. When will the money be sent again?

The remaining backbones of the Medellin Group began to worry at this time. On the eleventh day, they finally couldn't bear it. They gathered together for a meeting and finally reached an agreement to go together to find Martin Benitez.

They also knew most of the locations of Martin Benitez's secret palaces 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 highly defensive, was now a mess with corpses everywhere.

Due to the hot and humid environment in the rainforest, the corpses and body parts were highly decomposed and emitted a stench that would make you vomit out your last night's meal if you smell even a little bit of it.

A group of murderous tycoons suppressed their nausea and checked, but in the end they did not find the body of Martin Benitez.

Obviously the other party has been taken away from here.

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

Pablo is alive and here.

Following is a latitude and longitude coordinate.

Among the visitors were also Martin Binitez’s confidants, who immediately said to everyone:

"The boss would take a helicopter to a certain place in the jungle every once in a while. There is an apron there and an ancient civilization relic. It is probably in that place!"

When they saw the reminder that Pablo was still alive, a group of Colombian independent tycoons could no longer tolerate it.

To them, Pablo's name is comparable to Gol D. Roger in One Piece.

Roger the Pirate King means countless gold and silver treasures, and Pablo means hundreds of billions of dollars.

When Pablo was at the height of his popularity, in order to avoid government crackdowns, he hid huge amounts of U.S. dollar cash in many different locations in Colombia.

At least 100 million US dollars are hidden in every place.

At that time, there were even news stories such as "Farmers dug out 100 million US dollars while working in the fields."

And with the "death" of Pablo, the immense wealth that was comparable to the GDP of some small countries disappeared together.

But later independent tycoons firmly believed that there was still huge 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 now that they saw the news that Pablo was still alive!

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

After all, the current Medellin Group is not a large dictatorial group, but is similar to a loose alliance of groups.

Soon, under the leadership of the confidant of Martin Benitez named "John", a group of independent lords armed themselves with thousands of people and marched toward Pablo's hiding place.

Go somewhere.

Even if Pablo was once famous, they don't take it seriously now.

Times have changed.

What about the former Colombian drug king?

It's their world now.

If he is still so restless as a "dead man", they can let him die again.

Although the journey was long and tortuous, stimulated by the dream of finding Pablo's treasure, a group of Colombian tycoons still overcame obstacles and kept moving forward in the jungles of Colombia, with no sign of slowing down in their enthusiasm.

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

There are still a lot of various remaining equipment here, and it is obvious that someone has lived there for a long time.

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

Some explosion marks on the ground showed that this place had been bombed not long ago.

While a group of lone lords were at their wits' end, a group of well-trained people with guns and live ammunition also appeared on the other side of the ruins.

These people wear clothes decorated with eyes, have advanced equipment, and have indifferent expressions.

However, after seeing the gang members in front of them, they were not eager to shoot, but began to negotiate.

Looking at these proud and arrogant gang members in front of him, Lascelles felt worried and confused.

As the branch director of the Purification Society in South America, he has been responsible for information exchange and material supply with Cthul.

However, it also changed hands a lot in the process, and he couldn't even be completely sure of Ke'su'er's location.

Fortunately, the exchange of information never stopped, letting him know that the top leader of the Purification Society, President Kesuer, was always not far away from him.

But just a few days ago, this kind of information exchange was suddenly interrupted, leaving him at a loss.

Then suddenly this morning, a mysterious message came, telling him that Kesul was somewhere in the jungle in the northern Medellin region of Colombia, and was in danger and needed his support.

Without any hesitation, Lascelles led the elites of the entire South American division to come for support.

Seen from the air, the ruins of the Inca civilization seem to be in the shape of an eye. Obviously this is the hiding place of Cthul.

But when he led hundreds of heavily armed men here, there was no trace of K'Thul at all, only the blackened ruins of the walls, some cylindrical pieces of white ash, and some unknown weapons that appeared from nowhere.

A group of Colombian independent lords!

Fortunately, he had vaguely known before that Cthul had always controlled the Colombian criminal group, and these people were considered his own, so there was no direct conflict, but negotiations.

After some negotiations, both parties were a little confused.

What's going on?

They didn't seem to be looking for the same person, but this place did look like where their target lived.

At this moment, the rumble of a truck was heard in the distance.

Then they saw a crawler truck driving crookedly through the jungle, passing through a hill and patches of mud before arriving in front of them.

While everyone was surprised, a truck driver who looked extremely ordinary came out of the cockpit and asked:

"Is this the burial ground of the great Colombian drug king Pablo Escobar and the great hypnotist C'Thul, president of the Purification Society?"

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

A gang member was about to scold the other party when he heard Martin Benitez's confidant, John, step forward and say in a cold mechanical voice:

"Yes, this is it. Are you transporting B-61 tactical nuclear bombs?"

The truck driver nodded stiffly:

"Exactly."

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

What's going on with these two people?

Funny talk show?

At this moment, John nodded and said expressionlessly:

"Then follow the instructions and detonate."

As soon as he finished speaking, in the shocked eyes of everyone, John and the truck driver all melted like liquids and turned into a silver-gray liquid substance, seeping toward the ground!

These two people are not human at all!

At this moment, all the gang members suddenly felt that something was wrong. After all, they were able to come here only because of the guidance of John.

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

The Purifiers and the gang members looked at each other, feeling a chill running down their spines, not knowing what was going on.

It was Lascelles who broke the silence, winked at one of his men, and said:

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

The two guys who suddenly disappeared just now were so fucking weird, it gave him an ominous premonition, and he thought of some rumors he had heard in the organization before, such as gray tide robots and the like...

…

The subordinate nodded, greeted a few people, and went to open the truck compartment.

But they had just taken a few steps and before they even touched the carriage, the carriage suddenly shattered.
Chapter completed!