Bab 655: Chapter 655: The Crazy Cretan
On a highway in downtown Cartagena, there is a constant flow of vehicles!
A black Volkswagen Touareg is speeding at high speed, constantly shuttled in the rolling traffic, surpassing all the cars driving in the same direction, as if there was no traffic laws!
About 20 meters thereafter, a cross-country motorcycle was closely followed, chasing it up like a dash, aggressively, and obviously the one who came was not good!
There were a total of two people on the motorcycle. The rider was wearing a helmet, and there was another person behind, waving a pistol in his hand, and constantly firing at the Touareg in front. The scene was extremely tense.
"Boom Boom"
The gunshots continued to sound one after another, deafening.
"squeak--!"
The harsh emergency brake sounded frantically.
At the moment they heard the gunshots, many drivers who were driving on the road desperately stepped on the brakes, trying to avoid the frantically chasing SUVs and off-road motorcycles, as well as the bullets flying everywhere!
"Boom Boom"
This time, what sounded was not the sound of gunfire, but the crash of a series of cars crash.
Of course, there are screams of fear and screams of incomparable anger!
"Get rid of those damn bastards, you can't let them follow us anymore, that will bring in Colombia police!"
Inside the Touareg, the driver said loudly.
"Okay, leave it to me!"
The companion sitting in the co-pilot nodded in response, confident and murderous.
The next moment, he quickly leaned out of the window of the co-pilot with a pistol, and pointed his muzzle at the off-road motorcycle chasing from behind.
"Boom Boom"
The gunfire sounded again.
Several hot bullets were ejected from the 9 muzzle one after another, with a breath of death directly on the cross-country motorcycle and the two gangsters in the car.
Just as the gunfire sounded, there was also a terrified scream from inside the Touareg.
"Aaaah--!"
The scream came from the back seat, from Silva's wife, who was trembling on the seat.
"Boom boom..."
The gunfire continued, very intense.
In a blink of an eye, this highway has become a battlefield, bullets flying horizontally, extremely dangerous!
Emergency brakes kept ringing, and the entire highway was in chaos.
"boom!"
A loud crack came from the outside of the car, and the front tire of the cross-country motorcycle was blown out.
In the next second, the cross-country motorcycle that was rushing forward slammed forward, and then began to roll frantically on the road, and fell into a pile of scrap iron in a blink of an eye!
The two guys on the motorcycle were thrown into the air, and a fascinating blood flower bloomed on the rider's chest. The one sitting at the back slammed into the nearby truck. Obviously, it was too bad!
The stalkers has been killed! The Touareg swiftly left the road, turned on the side road, and disappeared from people's sight.
The same thing happened on another road in Cartagena, and the result was the same.
The Raytheon security company personnel who picked up Silva's two children also killed the stalkers and drove straight to Cartagena Airport.
Route 6 of the ancient city of Cartagena.
"Guys, this bastard Silva wants to slip away. His wife and children have been picked up. We have brothers following them. We must not let this guy slip away!
The group of guys who just entered are here need respond, can't wait any longer, guys, take out the pistols, go up and smash the door, and get Silva bastard out!"
The leader of the gang hung up his cell phone and immediately said loudly, with a fierce expression on his face.
When the voice fell, many gangsters on the scene took out their pistols and began to smash the door in a curse, preparing to forcibly enter Silva's house.
"Boom Boom"
In a blink of an eye, the iron gate of Silva's house was smashed to the ground, and it was audible half a street!
At the same time they smashed the door, these guys were yelling unscrupulously.
"Open the door, Silva, I know you are inside!"
"Silva, it's better to come out. It's useless to hide. Our boss wants to talk to you about something!"
However, no matter how loud they shouted, the people inside did not give any response.
Immediately afterwards, several guys slammed their shoulders into the iron gate.
"Huh!"
There was a loud noise, deafening.
But it's a pity that the iron door just shook, and it still stood stubbornly there.
Those idiots who tried to smash through the door did not achieve any results except for almost smashing their shoulders and screaming.
Seeing this situation, the leader of the gangster said decisively and loudly:
"Four guys go to the 5th road to prevent these guys from escaping from the house over the wall. The guys who drives the off-road motorcycles comes over and hits the door with a motorcycle. I don't believe they can't bring down it!"
"Ok"
Numerous gangsters responded in a sudden, and immediately began to split up.
At the same time, in the other side of the iron gate.
Francis and Martin were hidden in a corner two or three meters away from the door, each holding a loaded g36c assault rifle, pointing straight at the front iron door, ready to fire at any time.
The moment the door in front of them was smashed open will be the moment when the short assault rifles in their hands fired violently, harvesting lives frantically.
At a later point, Russell and Matisse also took out the assault rifles in their backpacks, ready to fire at any time.
Pique is still guarding the family courtyard, guarding against sneak attacks that come across the wall!
The situation is getting more and more tense, and the smell of gunpowder in the air is getting stronger and stronger. Only a little spark can completely detonate. A fierce street fighting is inevitable!
In the living room, Ye Tian quickly completed the identification, raised his head and said excitedly:
"Silva, I'm sure, this is the work of the famous Spanish painter El Greco, a representative figure of the late Renaissance, fantasy Mannerism, and his best religious oil painting!
His painting style is very unique, full of personal charm, it is not difficult to distinguish! If my appraisal is correct, this should be his peak work. The artistic value is extraordinary and it can be said to be extremely rare!
Unexpectedly, it was a huge surprise to find such a top-level artwork in Colombia. I would take the liberty to ask, how did you get this oil painting? I am very curious!"
El Greco, a famous Spanish painter in the late Renaissance period, a representative figure of fantasy Mannerism.
He was born in Crete, Greece, studied painting in Venice, Italy when he was young, moved to Spain after 36 years old, and stayed in Spain until his death!
Because of this, he was also classified as a Spanish painter in art history.
In the Middle Ages, El Greco was arguably one of the greatest Spanish painters, with an outstanding reputation and respected by countless people, including the Spanish royal family.
When he died, his reputation gradually declined.
His works were considered ridiculous, boring and not worth mentioning and were ignored by the world, and many works were even artificially damaged as a result.
It was not until entering the 19th century that El Greco's unique and charming painting style was widely recognized in the history of art.
There is no doubt that this is a great top artist.
But behind him, there is another even greater artist, and that is Titian Vecellio!
When Greco was studying painting in Venice, Italy, he was in Titian's studio, and he was a genius disciple whom Titian valued very much!
He can learn with Titian to the point where he can fake his works, showing his superb painting skills!
It's a pity that this guy is a bit too arrogant, and a bit unconscious.
When he first entered Rome, he blatantly claimed that he would revise Michelangelo's masterpiece "The Last Judgment", saying that he could paint another painting that was better, more decent, and no less than Michelangelo.
How could the prouds Roman to tolerate such Cretan lunatic?
Therefore, before Greco had a firm foothold in Rome, he was driven out by angry Romans, even unable to gain a foothold in Italy!
He can only go to Madrid, Spain, where there is an admirer of his teacher Titian, the King of Spain!
Greco was spurned by everyone in Italy, but he shined brightly in Spain. It is also a kind of luck to become a great artist!
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