My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

After nearly seven hours of flying, the private jet finally came over Medellin.

This is the second largest city in Colombia and the destination of this trip. This city was once famous all over the world because of one person's name.

Look out through the porthole.

Pieces of houses are built on the hillside, which looks a bit like Hong Kong Island.

Under the bright lights, the city looks extraordinarily brilliant.

At noon, he was still arresting criminals in Chicago.

In the evening, he came to the sky above a strange city, and all of this gave Ethan a dreamlike feeling.

And of course, lubrication.

"The plane will land soon." The voice of the captain sounded: "Everyone can prepare to leave in advance."

Looking back, he patted his thigh:
"hurry up."

"understood."

The stewardess nodded and worked harder.

On the other side, Phillips and Matt gave Ethan a thumbs up sleepily, expressing their strong admiration. They stopped fighting and surrendered a few hours ago.

Unexpectedly, the fighting here had only stopped for two hours, and the fierce competition began again.

The two old guys can only feel ashamed when they look at me and you.

These things seem unimaginable to outsiders, enough to make people dumbfounded, but they are used to it.

Whether it's an agent or an agent, they all do hard work.

Accident and death, don't know which will come first.

When they have the opportunity, they will indulge their inner desires, and they must enjoy life to the fullest, without leaving any regrets for themselves, and they are the kind of people they are talking about.

Of course, this is also done in front of friends.

Ethan didn't care even more, he would come to this kind of big party from time to time.

For him, it is as necessary in life as cigarettes.

After this incident, Ethan also thoroughly understood the behavioral styles of these two people, and he was more confident about the next thing.

Hearing the captain's voice, the flight attendants who were resting aside also got up one after another.

They were not in a hurry to get dressed, but surrounded him together, besieging Ethan with all their means.

The tire hit the ground heavily, blowing out white smoke.

During the turbulence, Ethan's eyes were bright and his mind was clear.

The hatch opened, and the three reckless people strode down the steps and stood firmly on the ground of Medellin.

There will be no problem with the identities of the three of them.

Pass through immigration with ease after passport control.

Walking out of the slightly crude airport, Matt flicked the key in his hand and walked to a black Mercedes-Benz G parked on the side of the road. The three of them threw their luggage into the car and got in one after another.

This car looks quite domineering from the outside, but the seats are not very comfortable.

It's stiff and the backrest is too straight.

I don't know when Matt arranged for the vehicle here.

It's just that with his ability, this should be a small problem.

Under the envious eyes of passers-by, the Mercedes-Benz SUV was speeding through the streets of Medellin, and Ethan looked at the exotic scenery on the street.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and there are still many pedestrians on the road.

The Colombian girls on the street have wheat-colored skin, and their dress style is very bold. The low-cut vest is wobbly, and they can't wait to show their grooves, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

It's just that the skinny jeans wrapped around his slightly plump thighs, which made Ethan look away quickly.

"What's the situation in Colombia now?"

He looked at Matt who was driving ahead, and asked curiously, "Compared to Pablo at that time."

"That's an old calendar." Matt said, biting a big cigar: "Colombia's sole lord has long since lost his previous madness. He burned courts and murdered presidential candidates. These things will never happen again."

"Even the guerrillas signed a truce with the authorities."

"Yeah, that sounds good."

Ethan looked at the peaceful street and nodded with a smile.

"The darkness will not disappear, it will only be hidden." Phillips on the co-pilot knocked on the window: "It's not as crazy as before, but it doesn't mean those things will disappear."

"Think about it, what are we doing here this time?"

This makes sense, the darkness is just an ebb tide, and it will never disappear.

Although there are some personal grievances, but this time they came here to fight against the lord.

"You just use the phone from here."

Matt opened the locker and took out two mobile phones: "Encryption, anti-eavesdropping, we will use these mobile phones to communicate during this time."

"Tonight, go to the hotel to rest."

"All kinds of equipment will not be ready until tomorrow morning. When we are ready, we will go to the safe house."

He looked in the rearview mirror and scanned Ethan and Phillips: "If you have nothing to do tonight, don't run around and try to stay in the hotel. We will discuss the next action plan in detail tomorrow."

"OK!"

Phillips nodded, the two had worked together countless times.

Domestically, Matt listens to his arrangements, overseas, he listens to Matt's arrangements, they have always been like this, division of labor and cooperation.

"Ok."

Ethan turned his head and continued to look at the night scene of Medellin.

The purpose of my coming here this time is very simple. While protecting Phillips, an old friend, at the same time, I will find the judge and kill him.

Intelligence and resources are all in Matt's hands.

As a newcomer, he certainly wouldn't jump out foolishly and offer some unreliable opinions.

It wasn't long before the vehicle apparently came to the wealthy area.

Great changes have taken place in the clothes of vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and the appearance of the street looks much cleaner and tidy.

From time to time, a police car can be seen driving by.

After turning a corner, the Mercedes-Benz G stopped in front of a rectangular building.

"Yes, I knew it."

Phillips gritted his teeth and said, "Medellin Royal Jolly, a five-star hotel, right?"

"Please."

Matt shrugged and asked seriously, "Did you spend a penny?"

The wrinkles on Phillips' face unfold:

"Maybe not."

"Hahaha." The two of them laughed at the same time.

To Ethan, these two guys are like old friends who haven't seen for a long time, full of bad humor, while taking revenge, they are also enjoying the time when friends get together.

The fact that the FBI had only Phillips come here alone made Ethan feel a little unreliable.

I don't know how Matt's energy is here.

"Let's go."

Throwing the car keys to the doorman, the three walked into the hotel lobby with their luggage.

Matt's big knife continued to chop, and he came to a business suite alone. After a lot of tossing on the plane, he and Phillips both had an early rest.

Ethan touched his empty stomach after taking a shower.

The little food he ate on the plane had been consumed long ago, and he walked out of the room wearing big pants and a white T-shirt.

Take the elevator and go upstairs to the restaurant.

When you come to Colombia, you must enjoy the food here.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened, and a red dress came into view. (end of this chapter)