Chapter 413: Set the Rules!

After Barney took a look at Chen Jiajun, he could only nod helplessly and agree.

After having people go to the town to buy some inconspicuous clothes for everyone to change into, Barney led the group toward Bogota.

Although Bogota is the capital of Colombia, it does not look as prosperous as Hong Kong.

After finding the contact person in Bogota, Barney led the group to refuel and prepared to drive to Medellin.

And he collected some necessary information.

Subsequently, Barney's expression became grave.

This guy Pablo, being able to become a world-renowned major drug lord, is clearly no ordinary person.

This guy has not only taken control of the entire city of Medellin and spread his eyes and ears throughout it, but he has also begun to walk the path of whitewashing his reputation.

Recently, he has been throwing money around recklessly, preparing to run for president of Colombia.

Especially in the Medellin region, his prestige is at its zenith!

If their group dared to stir up trouble in Medellin, it would definitely be very difficult to leave alive.

However, after a moment of silence, Barney still prepared to go to Medellin. After all, he had already accepted this job, and since there had been no place along the way that required him to take action, and Chen Jiajun had not violated the agreement, he had to bite the bullet and carry out the mission.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hang around New York in the future! After getting the news, Barney checked in with Chen Jiajun, hoping that Chen Jiajun would retreat in the face of difficulties.

Although he guessed that Chen Jiajun would not agree, he did not expect Chen Jiajun to refuse so thoroughly.

"I know, so what?" Chen Jiajun said, looking at Barney.

Barney sighed and said, "Fine, since you want to court death, I have nothing more to say! After I bring you to Medellin, our partnership is over!"

"Correct!" Chen Jiajun nodded and said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go?"

Barney didn't say much, nodded, and returned to his own vehicle.

Once in the car, Christmas said with some worry, "Are we really going to that major drug lord's lair? Are you crazy?"

Barney said unhappily, "We do things according to the contract, otherwise we won't be able to hang around anymore!"

"Damn it!" Christmas cursed viciously, then started the car.

Bogota is not far from Medellin, but the road is not easy to travel.

They switched to a few dilapidated jeeps before continuing on their way.

Upon entering Medellin, the members of the Expendables were visibly nervous.

After all, a person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree; they had heard from Barney what kind of character Pablo was, so they had to be on guard.

Fortunately, however, their group was not targeted by any snipers.

Or rather, there was no time for snipers; at this moment, Pablo's election posters were plastered all over Medellin, and his subordinates were also throwing money around everywhere to boost his influence.

According to this guy's methods, it might actually be possible for him to get elected president of Colombia.

After settling down at a tavern in the city, Barney Ross took the final payment from Chen Jiajun, then, without stopping for a second, took his men back to Bogota; he didn't want to stay in Medellin for even one more second.

Unfortunately, Barney did not realize that they had long since been watched.

However, we shall leave Barney aside for now; Chen Jiajun made contact with Barney's informant.

This informant seemed very nervous; getting intelligence on Pablo in Medellin was a very dangerous thing.

"I got the news from a group of prostitutes!" the informant said, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, "Recently, high-class prostitutes from Bogota have all been sent to Medellin; it's clearly in preparation for a big meeting!"

"In other words, the major drug lords will all be in attendance?" Chen Jiajun immediately revealed a smile.

The informant nodded and said, "Where is my money?"

Chen Jiajun had his subordinate take out a box and place it on the table.

After the informant opened it, he nodded in satisfaction, then quickly took out paper and pen to write down a location, and then disappeared into the night with the Money Box.

Dumu smiled and said, "Boss, why don't we just wipe them all out in one go and kill all these South American Drug Lords?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "Things are not that simple! If I kill them, new drug lords will appear. What I want to do is make them afraid, make them tremble all over when they hear my name!"

Dumu scratched his head and said, "Then what should we do?"

Chen Jiajun pondered for a moment, then said to Dumu, "Like this, when the time comes you..."

The next day, the drug lord summit officially began.

The location was chosen in the most luxurious hotel in Medellin.

The drug lords' subordinates surrounded the hotel, fearing that some blind fool would come to disturb the refined interests of the several drug lords.

In their view, let alone a person, not even a fly could fly inside.

The Reporter, who was lying in wait outside the hotel, snapped photos of the several drug lords.

Just as he was happily preparing to leave, he found a gun pressed against his forehead.

After his camera was snatched away, he was driven away.

Subsequently, Ochoa, Gacha, and Pablo had all arrived.

These are the three largest families in Colombia.

Among them, Ochoa originally dealt in smuggling and was the most powerful family in Colombia, but because this guy Pablo rose abruptly, the position of boss had nothing to do with him anymore.

And because his sister was recently captured by the M19 anti-government armed forces in Colombia, he had been feeling very distressed lately.

Another short and fat guy, Gacha, is the most brutal person in Colombia.

Not only is his personality temperamental, but he is also extremely bloodthirsty and murderous!

Finally, there is Pablo, who looks plain and unremarkable, yet is the most scheming among them.

So now, he is the most famous, he has the greatest power, and he is also the wealthiest.

The three guys have been drug trafficking for many years and understand that earning this kind of money will sooner or later bring retribution upon their own people.

Just like Ochoa's sister, so they came to this meeting today to discuss how to deal with such matters.

After all, drug lords are also people, and they also have families.

Pablo, however, was thinking about something more complex; he wanted to take this opportunity to gather all the drug lords of Colombia together to form a cartel! And the boss of this cartel would be him!

Before the long table, Pablo sat at the head, scanned the crowd, and said, "It just so happens that I have a proposal! We should form an organization!"

"Unite our resources, train soldiers, buy intelligence, and share what we have! We must send a signal, and we shall name our organization 'Kidnapper Terminator'."

"I propose that I be responsible for the overall operation of the organization, while you are responsible for providing the operating expenses! Your rewards are twofold! First, I guarantee an end to the occurrence of kidnappings. Second, and most importantly, I guarantee that I will send Marta Ochoa back to her family!"

Hearing Pablo's words, the various drug lords, both big and small, were somewhat moved.

Many people directly raised the wine glasses in their hands and shouted, "To the 'Kidnapper Terminator'!"

Having achieved his goal, and with no one objecting, Pablo was very happy and immediately called for high-class prostitutes brought from Bogota to revel with the group. They just didn't notice that danger was quietly approaching.

……

At this moment, in the hotel parking lot, Chen Jiajun and his group had long since snuck in.

It was actually quite simple: they bribed a truck driver and stuffed all their vehicles inside.

Once they reached the underground parking lot, they released the vehicles.

This allowed them to bypass the outer defenses of these Colombian drug lords without anyone knowing.

Dumu and the imp slaves all changed into combat gear, then followed Chen Jiajun and took the elevator directly upstairs.

At this time, the drug lords upstairs were reveling, not noticing at all that uninvited guests had snuck in.

By the time the security guards in the surveillance room realized something was wrong and notified Pablo and his group, it was clearly too late.

Chen Jiajun had already taken the elevator to the penthouse suite on the top floor, and his imp slaves opened fire directly on the drug lords' subordinates.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

A series of gunshots scared all these drug lords and prostitutes into hiding under the tables.

As for those armed drug lord subordinates, they were all shot dead in the chaos! When the gunfire ceased, not a single person holding a gun was left standing.

Chen Jiajun smiled and found a chair to sit on, wearing a suit and puffing on a Cigar, looking arrogant.

When those drug lords heard the gunfire stop and cautiously raised their heads to observe, they happened to meet Chen Jiajun's gaze.

Looking at the mess all over the floor, the drug lords were somewhat at a loss.

After all, they had truly never seen anyone so arrogant on their own turf.

Especially Ochoa, who frowned and said, "Who are you? Are you from the anti-government organization M19?"

After all, his sister had been kidnapped before, so he directly associated this with that.

Only Pablo had an ugly expression, because the guy in front of him was an Oriental, and he happened to have some grievances with Orientals.

Could it be...

Chen Jiajun crossed his legs and said in Spanish, "I'm not here to cause you trouble, but to find a certain someone!"

As he spoke, Chen Jiajun fixed his gaze on Pablo.

Pablo's heart trembled; he hadn't expected this matter to actually be true.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of absurdity.

It had always been them, the drug lords, going to cause trouble for others; he never thought anyone would dare to come looking for them, and in their own stronghold, while the drug lords were holding a meeting, at that.

Chen Jiajun continued, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Chen Jiajun, from Hong Kong! The reason I came to Medellin this time is because someone was not very proper and ran to my territory to stir up trouble!"

"This world is about rules. Since you don't follow the rules, I have to come over and make things clear with you, don't you agree, Mr. Pablo?"

Pablo stood up with a gloomy face and said to Chen Jiajun, "You are that gangster from Hong Kong? Aren't you afraid you won't be able to walk out of Medellin by doing this?"

Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "Since I'm already here, what do you think?"

Pablo frowned and said, "What do you want? Kill me?"

Chen Jiajun said indifferently, "Killing is just a means; what I want is deterrence! Just like how you guys finish off those who oppose you!"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, the drug lords' faces immediately turned ugly.

They understood what Chen Jiajun meant.

Usually, these drug lords would use very cruel methods to deal with traitors and opponents, and then broadcast these things to give people the impression that they were not to be trifled with.

They just didn't expect that this tactic would one day be used on themselves.

One of Chen Jiajun's subordinates took out a video camera and aimed the lens at these people.

However, just at this moment, a series of explosions and shouts came from downstairs.

This gave the drug lords present a jolt; their subordinates had discovered what was happening in the hotel and were bringing people up.

Several drug lords were even thinking about how to torture these few people once their subordinates caught them.

They all wanted to see a panicked expression on Chen Jiajun's face.

But they were disappointed; Chen Jiajun remained calm and instructed Dumu beside him, "Take a few brothers to block them! Our business isn't finished yet!"

Dumu gave a grim smile, nodded, and left with three imp slaves.

Watching half of Chen Jiajun's men leave, the drug lords below began to stir.

Especially Gacha, who was a madman to begin with and had astonishingly large guts.

He secretly had someone pass a gun to him, preparing to catch Chen Jiajun off guard.

And Pablo was not one to sit and wait for death; he signaled a few subordinates with his eyes to prepare to act.

Take this opportunity to kill Chen Jiajun! These drug lords were people who lived with their heads on their belts, and they had experienced plenty of gunfights.

Even in this situation, they had the guts to give it a go.

Just after Dumu left, the drug lords led by Gacha suddenly rose up.

They were all carrying Handguns, and their firepower was no match for Chen Jiajun's subordinates.

But the main point was to take them by surprise.

And the firepower was also poured toward Chen Jiajun.

A faint, imperceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Jiajun's mouth, and he waved his hand, and the imp slaves blocked in front of Chen Jiajun.

The young demon slaves were naturally exceptionally strong in body, and they were also wearing high-grade Kevlar bulletproof vests, even equipped with heavy armor plates.

Therefore, they had no intention of dodging the concentrated fire from the Handguns at all.

They simply used one hand to protect their foreheads, hard-tanking this wave of attacks.

This scene left these drug lords completely dumbfounded.

They had never seen a human who dared to take bullets head-on with their body; this scene had already exceeded their cognitive limits.

Chen Jiajun fiddled with the camera in his hand, then said indifferently, "The guys who fired just now, call them out one by one!"

The young demon slave revealed a ferocious grin, picked up the Bujiang in his hand, and pulled the Trigger at the drug lords.

The intense gunfire was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, instantly reaping the lives of countless drug lords.

After the gunfire ceased, there were not many people left who were still unscathed.

Especially Gacha, that madman, who was cursing and swearing, and received special attention from the young demon slave.

This person had already been shot until he was practically a sieve! (End of chapter)