I was a general in South America

The troops assembled, and Lucas, along with Herrera, prepared to leave the police station.

Alex's father-in-law, the bureau chief, replied quickly, and Alex accepted the invitation....

Damn it, playing dirty tricks...?

One plays the good cop, the other the bad cop...?

Lucas couldn't understand whether the other side's actions had any positive effect other than inciting war between the two sides.

If Alex wanted to start a war, or get rid of him... he could have easily done it openly or covertly.

Although they hadn't met many times, Lucas was quite confident that Alex was stalling for time...

If it's about stalling for time, then what does a sudden attack on a police station mean...?

Are you afraid he won't keep an eye on Kitani...?

Herrera also said that the two brothers have a good relationship... and it doesn't seem like they're planning to start the New North Valley Group.

There's no reason for this...?

Ronan Einar actually wanted to kill his brother...?

If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it. Just have Alex bring Ronan Einar to meet him.

The best police dog in Manizales, Vao Herrera, is definitely the one that matches.

"second lieutenant..!"

Lucas nodded to the saluting officer and led his men quickly out of the police station. Outside, the soldiers on guard had already opened the door of the Hummer.

.....

"Quick, quick...! The person is out."

Ronan spotted Lucas almost immediately...!

This bastard, you finally dared to go out...

"Garcia, remember... the closer you get, the higher your chances of success. The celebratory drinks are ready for you... Go!"

"Boss, you can prepare to cover my retreat now!"

Dressed in a suit and tie, dressed like an office worker, Garcia climbed out of the car without hesitation, reached for the pistol hidden in his clothes, and walked towards the location of the Hummer.

The closer we are, the more certain we are...

But I'm Garcia, that whore Manizales doesn't know I'm a master archer...!

The drug had taken full effect, and Garcia was no longer afraid of Lucas. All he could think about was killing this bastard so he could become Ronan Enal's confidant.

At that time, there will be US dollars, fine wine, cocaine, women...

I'm going to play with them horribly...!

Did they come to meet you and take you to heaven?

Ronan watched Garcia's retreating figure, scoffing inwardly. After closing the car door, he pulled a miniature remote control from his pocket.

A man assassinated Lucas, who was under military protection, in the street...?

This is Colombia, not the United States...!

If he fails, this idiot could very well get caught... He never even considered that Garcia could kill Lucas.

The American-imported bulletproof vest prepared for him is actually called... Manizales handmade self-destruct armor.

Guns need sights, but explosives don't...

Even if Jesus came this time, he couldn't save him!

Once Lucas is gone, everything will go back to normal, and Alex will realize... without him... I, Ronan Enal, can still make something of myself.

Just a few seconds later, all I have to do is press the red button in my hand...

Lucas will... *bang!* Go see God...

From now on, the name Ronan Ainar will be known throughout Manizales... no... Caldas province!

It was so exciting it made me tremble; it felt even better than taking drugs.

Ronan was already getting impatient...

......

Lucas was just about to get into the car.

Suddenly, the soldiers on guard raised their guns and shouted, "Halt! If you move forward, we'll shoot!"

The group turned around and saw a man in a black suit walking briskly toward the group... only about ten meters away.

Garcia's eyes were only on Lucas standing behind him. He didn't stop because of the reprimand; instead, he sped up even more.

Jesus possessed...!

These idiots, they don't actually think bullets can kill me, do they...?

I was wearing a bulletproof vest, and it was fucking imported from the US.

Upon seeing the soldiers raise their guns, Garcia felt a surge of adrenaline.

Ronan Einar pointed a gun at me, and you all pointed guns at me too... You really think I'm weak? Today I'm going to kill you all!

The tense atmosphere, coupled with the arousal provided by drugs...

Garcia pulled out his pistol as he walked: "Lucas...!"

At this distance, with my marksmanship, I could easily get a headshot...

Da...da...da...da...da!

The soldiers didn't hesitate; the moment they drew their guns, more than a dozen had already pulled the triggers.

"idiot...!"

Sitting in the car, Ronan saw Garcia being shot and cursed inwardly...

We were still seven or eight meters apart, what the hell were you doing pulling out a gun...!

In order not to alert Garcia, he didn't stuff too many explosives in his vest. The terrain was open and there were vehicles blocking the way, so he might not be able to kill that bastard.

Garcia, a master marksman, was instantly filled with bullets...

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

I... I wasn't wearing a bulletproof vest, so why am I still in pain?

I feel like I'm going to die... I feel so lightheaded. I really want to knock out another bullet, but I definitely haven't knocked out enough... for the bullet to hit me!

As he fell backward, he glanced back at Ronan's location with resentment.

Boss, this isn't even top-tier!

Even bullets can't stop it...!

You fucking killed me!

Lucas watched everything unfold expressionlessly, when suddenly his sense of murderous intent acted like a red alarm, frantically releasing dangerous signals into his mind.

He almost instinctively yelled, "Get in the car, find cover...!"

He grabbed Herrera's arm and shoved her into the carriage!

At the same time, Ronan, inside the car, also saw Garcia looking back at the moon, and despite the distance, pressed the button in his hand.

"Leave now, quickly!!"

Thud...!

"Aaaaaaah...!"

Screams erupted...

A dead body suddenly explodes on the street in front of the police station...!

When the soldiers opened fire, the Colombian passersby had already instinctively moved away or sought cover.

Upon witnessing this scene, despite all the preparations made, I still couldn't help but scream uncontrollably.

Lucas managed to get into the car in time, only experiencing some impact.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough, and the warning was given in time... The soldiers consciously took cover, but some still covered their ears and rolled on the ground.

Syrian trucks...!

His first thought was Ronan Einar...!

Lucas immediately climbed out of the car and began searching for any suspicious traces nearby.

After escaping the explosion, Herrera emerged to find the ground littered with wounded soldiers, a few unfortunate passersby, and a charred arm at his feet.

"yue..~~~~"

"Notify the hospital to come and pick up people. Moreno organized the police to calm the crowd and count the number of injured."

"receive..!"

Lucas's face was grim, but he managed to control his anger and first arranged for the cleanup work to be done.

Ronan Einar...!

Do you like playing with explosives...?

"Lieutenant, should we still go to the police station?"

After Herrera finished vomiting, she looked up and saw Lucas's expression, and immediately sensed something was wrong...

With his years of experience, he could already smell the anger, based on his limited understanding of Lieutenant Lucas.

Ronan Einar's entire family is definitely going to die...!

Remembering that his father-in-law was still waiting there, he mustered up his courage and asked.

"Go! Why don't you go? If you leave them waiting there, I'll kill anyone who dares to leave!!"