Soviet Godfather

Deep in the dense forest of Colombia, after a burst of gunfire, the birds in the forest fled the ground one after another. Ben Ali, in a military uniform, looked at the warrior who was transforming from a drug dealer with a gratified smile on his face.

Ben Ali's greatest skill in his life is fighting. Apart from that, Ben Ali can't do anything. Ben Ali grew up in the countryside of Mali. The people of this country are tortured by poverty, disease, and endless civil wars. In order to leave the country, Ben Ali worked hard to join the French Foreign Legion stationed in Mali and began his career as a mercenary.

The biggest advantage of the French Foreign Legion is that after serving a certain number of years, you can apply for French citizenship and then settle in France. In order to leave his home country, Ben Ali worked hard to train himself and work hard to express himself in the action of performing tasks. It can be said that almost the French dream in his heart supported him through those difficult years.

Just when Ben Ali was about to realize his dream, a sudden event shattered his French dream. Once a senior army officer tried to assault a refugee's daughter, Ben Ali stopped him out of a sense of justice. And also reported the official to the above. What Ben Ali didn't expect was that the foreign legion, flaunting honor and loyalty, expelled Ben Ali.

Since then, Ben Ali has embarked on the road of no return of underground mercenaries. In the following years, he smuggled to Europe because he had no identity and no skills, so he could only work for the gang and do some assassinations. And the job of defending.

Nearly by chance, Ben Ali took over a task for a Dutch drug cartel. But just when he served as the temporary bodyguard of a certain leader within the group, the drug cartel had infighting. In order to get his reward back, Ben Ali desperately protected his client. Perhaps out of gratitude, his client helped him settle the residency in the Netherlands afterwards.

Ben Ali worked as a bodyguard for the drug cartel for a period of time, but it was a pity that the drug cartel was destroyed by the Dutch police not long after. Ben Ali came to Aruba, married a wife and had children, and had a happy time. Later, because of his offspring and family, Ben Ali needed more money. Therefore, after a period of silence, Ben Ali resumed his old profession.

Although he did all illegal activities, all the commissions that Ben Ali accepted were located abroad, so apart from frequent trips abroad, he did not leave any case records.

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After the Battle of La Modro Prison, Ben Ali's life in Medellin was pretty good. Escobar trusted him very much and gave him the task of training and training the army. As long as Ben Ali speaks, Escobar will follow his advice to purchase weapons and military supplies. Seeing the troops in his hand that look like each other day by day, a great sense of accomplishment rose in Ben Ali's heart for no reason.

It is a pity that at this time, a phone call from his wife from Aruba found him. He also told him about the immigration office's visit.

"Impossible. My right of abode has been obtained for almost ten years. Why did it suddenly go wrong?" Ben Ali asked instinctively, speaking to his heart. Now is the critical moment of training. Ben Ali definitely does not want to be there. Leave at this time.

"I heard that it was caused by frequent travel abroad during the time you applied for it! And the people from the Immigration Bureau also said that the immigration management department of Aruba recently amended the relevant rules to require those who stayed for less than three years. Immigration must be reported within this week. Otherwise, it will be deemed as an invalid application..." Ben Ali’s wife babbled on the phone for a long time, but she still didn’t say it. So, Ben Ali listened more and more. The more confused.

After putting down the phone, Ben Ali figured it out a little bit. That is, he must go back within a week. So Ben Ali had no choice but to explain the matter to Escobar.

Ben Ali's things are very simple, there is nothing to clean up. He took the time to go to Medellin to buy some Colombian specialties as gifts for his wife and children. Then he drove the car overnight to the northern port city of Barranquilla. As there was no airport on Aruba, he could only go back by boat from Barranquilla.

What Ben Ali did not expect was that the moment he left Medellin, he entered the control of the Colombian government. The CIA personnel who planned the scam have also been eyeing him.

The CIA has been paying attention to all the people Ben Ali has contacted along the way, but to their disappointment, Ben Ali did not meet with any special important person.

With half an hour to sail, Ben Ali was sitting in the dining room eating breakfast. The view inside the restaurant is very wide. You can see ships leaving the port on the distant sea. Since it is too early, not many passengers choose to take the boat at this time. So Ben Ali unconsciously noticed the passengers who were waiting for departure together.

"Why does the guy in the corner who read the newspaper feel like he's seen it somewhere?" Ben Ali suddenly noticed a guy as he looked around. He always felt that this person seemed to have met him not long ago, but he couldn't remember when.

Ben Ali stood up abruptly, and wanted to ask if he was a former acquaintance~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But as soon as he stood up, he immediately found that no less than four pairs of eyes were looking at him at the same time in the restaurant. Ben Ali immediately I understand.

"Run!" Ben Ali had only this thought in his mind at the moment. He was like a cheetah, abandoning all his luggage and rushed out the door.

"Report, the prey found us!" The intelligence personnel responsible for monitoring Ben Ali also hurriedly followed, and the people who lag behind immediately reported the situation here with an invisible walkie-talkie.

Ben Ali jumped directly from the second floor of the restaurant in desperation. Before he could stand still, a car stopped by his side. Ben Ali ran away. Several people rushed out of the car and immediately rushed towards him.

Ben Ali drew the pistol from his waist, and shot it back without turning his head.

"Bahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Attention everyone, don't shoot, keep your mouth alive!" The superior's instructions came from the action team's headset immediately.

Ben Ali had a pain in his stomach shortly after eating breakfast. At this moment, the person behind him lunged forward and hugged him from behind. The people immediately behind also pressed up desperately. Everyone was like a stack of arhats, rushing up desperately, and Ben Ali roared and was crushed to the bottom.

"Bah... Bah..." A few muffled noises came from under the crowd. ...

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