I was a general in South America

In a dark room.

Ronan picked up a bucket of water and poured it over the naked man without any expression.

hiss.....

The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is large, and the cold water seeped into the bleeding wound, giving me a shiver.

"Boss, let me go... I know I was wrong."

After attacking the police station, Ronan Einar and his men hid there.

At first it was fine, but after a few days, the group couldn't hold back anymore.

Although Ronan provided cocaine and food and drink every day, he did not call anyone to bring women over in order to prevent his men from getting drunk and talking nonsense.

As a result, the effects of the drug became too strong, and the urge in my groin became increasingly uncontrollable...

This idiot actually sneaked out to pick up girls while he was in the bathroom...?

Let you go...?

Remembering what his brother's subordinate had just told him, Ronan grew increasingly angry, picked up the iron rod next to him, and smashed it hard on the other man's shoulder.

"Ah...! I...was wrong..."

"Fuck your mother, do you know the whole of Manizales is looking for us? You bastard, are you trying to kill everyone?"

It's normal to want to find a girl, but why didn't you say so when your crotch was about to explode?

Ronan wasn't worried that he would betray him, because he had received the news of the other party's escape and chased after him immediately.

This idiot took drugs and drank some cat urine, then headed straight for the nightclub.

What angered him was that his subordinates disobeyed his orders, which was the most unacceptable thing for Ronan.

Ronan fell out with Alex because Alex wouldn't listen to his advice, and now that he's formed his own team, his subordinates still don't listen to him.

Anyone can slap my face...?

I even felt a little hurt in my self-esteem...

Ronan, who already has a bad temper, how could he accept this... How would he lead the team after letting him go?

We must kill him in front of everyone!

"Boss, I really didn't mean it. Give me a chance, and I'll show you."

Perhaps the man had a sixth sense, or perhaps he gleaned something from Ronan's expression.

Those who live in Colombia are often insensitive to death and have lived to this day.

Ignoring the excruciating pain of being tortured, with snot, tears, and bloodstains mixed together, he kept kowtowing to Ronan and begging for mercy.

Seeing this, Ronan showed no mercy and kicked him aside.

Even if you sell your ass today, it won't do you any good.

Especially after receiving that news, Ronan wanted to kill someone to vent his anger more than ever.

He drew his pistol and cocked it!

Click...!

"No, boss... give me a chance to redeem myself, please, give me a chance!"

The crisp click of the fuse was like the death knell tolling.

Thud... thud... thud...

The man just kept kowtowing, his forehead already a blur of skin.

Ronan suddenly remembered Alex's instructions and stared at the man at his feet.

Aren't you fucking looking for me?

Alex has actually started working for the cops! It's utterly absurd!

Since you feel I'm interfering with your plans, then just take out Lucas!

That will prove you are wrong, and that I, Ronan Einar, am right!

Over the phone, Alex tasked him with finding the mastermind behind the attack on the police station!

The North Valley Group reached an agreement with Lucas.

Ronan could tell from the phone call that things were getting worse, and instinctively refrained from telling the truth.

He could imagine Alex's reaction if he told the truth.

He'd had enough of that lecturing face.

Find someone?

How the hell am I supposed to find one?

Alex changed after the gold mine was discovered.

Drug dealers compromising with the government is as absurd as prostitutes paying money to pucks.

What a cowardly act!

Ronan looked at the man, a ruthless glint in his eyes, and grabbed his hair.

"Stop kowtowing! I'll give you a chance, let's see if you dare!"

Anyone who dares to attack a police station is naturally quite bold.

Although I don't know what Ronan wants me to do, I'll do anything as long as I can survive!

.....

"Damn it, is what these people are saying even true? Don't fucking get me killed!"

Viana watched the police officers coming and going at the entrance of the Cato branch, muttered to herself, took a few steps forward, and then immediately turned around and took a few steps back.

After that spineless coward was taken away yesterday, she continued to fish for rich men at the Night Harbor nightclub.

Not only did they encounter plainclothes officers wandering around, seemingly looking for something.

Anyway, they arrested a few thugs who frequented the area and took them to the toilet.

Viana was curious, but didn't dare to get too close until the plainclothes officers left.

She was keen to find out more, and she vaguely heard that both the legitimate and criminal elements in Manizales were looking for someone tonight.

It seems to be the same person who attacked the police station a few days ago.

This was no secret in the city, and Viana naturally knew about it as well.

What interested her was who she heard the word "bounty" from.

Both the Cato Precinct and the Chatan Group offer substantial rewards to those who provide leads.

Unfortunately, this money had nothing to do with her…

As Viana was sighing, a sudden thought struck her, and she remembered what the girl in the bathroom had said.

He immediately set his sights on the bounty.

They didn't seem to say that the clues had to be verified. I just overheard it by accident. I hope it won't cause any trouble.

The worry didn't last long; my mind was immediately filled with the sight of green US dollars.

Going to the police station is definitely safer than going to the Beigu Group.

That Lieutenant Lucas was infamous; he killed so many drug dealers in the city that they were terrified.

Those who are looking for him should not be betrayed.

When I actually arrived near the police station, I don't know if it was a professional instinct or a fear of getting into trouble.

Viana still couldn't make up her mind to go in.

US dollars, risks...

The scales kept tilting at both ends, just like her hesitant steps at this moment.

Finally, the faces of the two daughters from the slum flashed through my mind.

Viana's eyes hardened, and she strode quickly toward the entrance of the Cato branch.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

At the police station reception desk, seeing Viana walking with slightly hurried steps, they immediately went up to ask her what was wrong.

"I...I want to find Lieutenant Lucas."

Viana cautiously sized up the policeman in front of her, seemingly trying to determine his background.

Hearing the other party's question, he dared not directly state the purpose of his trip.

The officer who received them did not show any impatience, as if he was already used to such answers, and simply explained with a smile.

"Lieutenant Lucas is not at the police station right now. If you want to send a gift or a thank-you note, you can leave it at the front desk and leave your name for our records."

"No...no...I have something very important to discuss with Lieutenant Lucas!"

"Is it something important?"

The police officer looked completely bewildered, his eyes sweeping over Viana.

"Then you can try coming in the afternoon. Lieutenant Lucas usually comes to the police station in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Viana hesitated, but finally gritted her teeth and whispered to the police officer.

"I...I have a lead on the perpetrator of the attack on the police station, but I don't know...I don't know if it will be useful. I'm scared, and I need to see Lieutenant Lucas before I can tell him!"