Chapter 116 The Arrogant Colombian President

"I want to say to those guerrillas and drug cartels who oppose the government, your days are over. As long as I, Vargas, are president, you will never have a day. I swear in the name of God, I will send Escobar to prison and extradite to our closest partner, the United States, to receive justice, and those guerrillas who rely on drug trafficking for funding, I will treat you the same as drug dealers, yours The only destination is—the prison..." Vargas' passionate inaugural speech was transmitted to thousands of households through the TV signal, and Escobar was sitting in front of the TV at the moment, silently watching the triumphant Vargas.

From the moment Vargas was elected president, Escobar knew he was in greater danger. A president who obeys Americans is definitely not the result Escobar wants to see. At this moment, Escobar looked at the face of Vargas on the TV, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He casually picked up a valuable crystal whiskey glass and threw it towards the TV.

"MD, bastard! If you want to catch me, I'll kill you first!" The crystal cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the TV was only cracked a little, but the picture could still be played. Picking up his favorite golden pistol on the wine table, he shot at Vargas' profile picture on the TV.

"Bah!" After a gunshot, the imported TV worth tens of thousands of dollars completely stopped working. Escobar put down his beloved golden pistol, picked up the satellite phone beside him, and skillfully pressed the button of the elder brother of the Gorky Brotherhood. It didn't take long for the call from my friend Yuri to get through.

"Hey, Yuri, my brother!" Escobar greeted Yuri with a different tone.

"Pablo, you have to realize that I don't live in the United States anymore, I live in Switzerland now, you have to know that there is a jet lag between us!" Yuri, who was sleepy, complained.

"Oh, I'm very sorry, brother! I really didn't realize this problem." Escobar said apologetically quickly.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Yuri quickly stood up and left the bedroom lightly, because Terkina was still asleep, and Yuri didn't want to wake her up. In recent days, Yuri and Terkina had a very happy time in Switzerland. Apart from making occasional phone calls to discuss business with customers in Mexico and Colombia, most of the time was spent on skiing, horseback riding, and at the seaside. On vacation. Yuri is now planning to hold a wedding with Terkina, and the location is tentatively set in Austria. Yuri no longer plans to return to the United States. Although the U.S. government has lifted his arrest warrant, Yuri still has lingering fears. He plans to settle in Switzerland in the future and help Yakov take care of things in Italy. His younger brother, Mikhail, naturally took over all of Yuri's business in the United States.

"Dude, our President Vargas, he is so unpopular! As soon as he came to power, he grabbed me as his political promise. I don't like his attitude towards me!" Escobar was angry Said.

"So what do you want, order a few more munitions and go to Bogota?" Yuri asked, yawning, rubbing his tired eyes.

"No, brother! I want to find a capable killer to help me kill Vargas!" Escobar said through gritted teeth.

"Can't you handle this by yourself? Why did you come to me?" Yuri asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Hey, brother! My biggest wish is to allow me and my people to enjoy my wealth legally in my lifetime. If a Colombian kills Vargas, then I must be the biggest suspect. If I can If a killer is sent from Europe, my suspicions will be much smaller, because this matter can be pushed to Cuba or even the Soviet Union!" Escobar explained to Yuri.

"Pablo, it seems that you still don't give up,

Have you forgotten what the plan between you and the Colombian government to pay off the foreign debt ended up being? Let me tell you, politicians who come to power by votes can't believe a few words out of their mouths! How long will their commitment last, and what if there is a new president in four years? " Yuri persuaded earnestly.

"Brother, I still want to try after all!" Escobar pleaded.

"Okay, I can promise you this time, just this time!" Yuri warned.

After Yuri hung up the phone, he went straight back to sleep. It wasn't until daytime that he guessed that Sergey had already woken up, so he called Sergey and told Sergey about the matter.

"Yuri, I agree with your plan in principle. This Vargas is a dog of the Americans. He actually wants to ban the import of Soviet cars. If he really does, how can I explain to Gorbachev ?” Seryozha also said dissatisfied.

"Then Seryozha, do you agree with this matter?" Yuri asked with some surprise, he had already prepared himself mentally and wanted to persuade Seryozha well. Now it seems that this rhetoric is no longer applicable.

"Yes, I agree! Ask Yakov to send the most capable people under his command. Remember, if you can fix it, you can do it. If you can't, come back quickly. Don't let the Colombian government and the CIA find us!" After giving some instructions, he finally hung up the phone. All that needs to be explained has been explained, let Yuri arrange the rest.

After Yuri got the authorization of Seryosha, he temporarily said goodbye to Terkina, and he flew to Naples overnight in his business jet to find Yakov. After arriving in Naples, after Yuri told Yakov about the matter, Yakov immediately found his right-hand man Rubik.

"You want me to kill the newly elected president of Colombia?" Rubik asked in surprise.

"It's the client's request. We need to send someone over there to show our attitude. This matter has also been settled by Boss Nicholas. After you arrive in Colombia, take a look at the opportunity and kill him if you have the opportunity. No way, don’t force it.” Yuri instructed.

"Alright boss, give me a day and I'll pack up and leave!" Rubik replied cleanly.

"Are you alone? Don't plan to bring a helper!" Yakov asked with concern.

"I want to take that Chebyshev who came back from Africa. This kid is quite clever, and he suits my taste better?" Rubik said without thinking.

"Chebyshev, why am I not impressed?" Yakov asked curiously.

"The one who used to be the head of the Fraternity Africa Foundation in Mogadishu..." Rubik replied.

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