Search for Treasure Worldwide Chapter 2410: Beast-like gangsters
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For the whole morning, Ye Tian and the others stayed in the Honduran Presidential Palace, talking with Honduran politicians and preparing for the next joint exploration operation.
The talks did not end until noon.
They immediately accepted the invitation of the President of Honduras and enjoyed a Honduran-style lunch with the President and other politicians.
After leaving the presidential palace, Ye Tian and the others came to Morazan Plaza, also called Morazan Park, not far away in the center of Tegucigalpa.
This is the largest square in Tegucigalpa. It is shaded by green trees and blooming flowers. The scenery is very good and surrounded by many historical buildings with unique characteristics.
In this square, stands the statue of Francisco Morazán, the national hero of Honduras and an outstanding activist during the Central American independence movement.
Behind Morazan Park is the Central Government Building of Honduras. On the left is the San Miguel Cathedral, which was built during the colonial period and has an ancient Spanish bell on the top of the tower.
On the right side of the square is the National Museum, which preserves various historical relics and animal and plant specimens, including many antique relics from the Mayan civilization.
In this crime capital full of blood and violence, Plaza Morazán and the surrounding historical buildings from the Spanish colonial period are one of the few attractions worth visiting.
The National Museum of Honduras, located on the edge of the square, is the main purpose of Ye Tian's trip.
He was very interested in the Mayan antiques collected in this museum and wanted to appreciate them and explore the mysterious Mayan civilization.
Coming with them to Plaza Morazán were experts and scholars from Columbia University such as Professor Delgado and Professor Douglas, as well as Hondurans such as Hernando who accompanied them.
When they arrived here, Ye Tian and the others did not rush to the National Museum of Honduras immediately. Instead, they strolled around the square, admiring the scenery here and the Latin American customs that can be seen everywhere.
The so-called Latin American style is the product of the combination of Spanish colonial culture and Indian culture. It is different from Spanish native culture and unique to Latin America.
This is just like Latin Americans, many of whom are of mixed Hispanic and Indian descent, or of mixed black and white descent. Although these people speak Spanish, they are not the same as Spanish people.
However, they have one thing in common with the Spaniards, that is, they are passionate, optimistic and cheerful. In this regard, Latin Americans are even worse.
As soon as Ye Tian and the others entered the square, they felt the fiery enthusiasm of the Latin Americans, and their attention was quickly attracted.
In front of an art fountain on the edge of the square, a young man and woman who seemed to be lovers were dancing flamenco to the exciting music, with their skirts flying and full of enthusiasm.
The couple's performance was surrounded by spectators, including tourists from all over the world and many local Honduras.
Everyone is enjoying the beautiful dance, accompanied by the bright rhythm of flamenco music, gently clapping their hands and twisting their bodies, and everyone is enjoying it.
Seeing this scene, Ye Tian and David immediately looked at each other, and then walked towards the performance together with great interest. Professor Douglas and the others also followed, equally excited.
Hernando and others who accompanied Ye Tian and others on the tour, as well as the many Honduran police officers responsible for security, had worried faces, watching the surrounding situation vigilantly, ready to respond at any time.
As locals, they naturally know the security situation in Tegucigalpa.
This is the capital of the most dangerous country in the world and the city with the highest crime rate in the world. Gangs are rampant and drugs are rampant. On average, sixteen people die every day.
Even the president of Honduras has publicly said that there is no hope for this country, and Tegucigalpa is a veritable city of crime.
In such an environment, can they not worry?
On the other hand, Ye Tian and the others seemed not to know about these things and still had the time to enjoy the street performances here.
In a few steps, Ye Tian and the others had arrived at the performance site, and immediately stood outside the crowd and began to appreciate the flamenco performed by the young dancers, feeling the unrestrained enthusiasm of Latin Americans from their dance movements. .
At the same time, many people in Morasan Square also noticed the appearance of Ye Tian and others, and quickly rushed over.
Without exception, people were very curious and wanted to take a closer look at Ye Tian, the legendary top professional treasure hunter.
Some of these guys even have fantasies to see if they can get some information about the treasures of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire. In that case, they might be able to make a fortune and change their lives.
There are also some overly passionate guys who are ready to come over to protest and demonstrate to show their presence and make a splash.
Of course, the many thieves and gangsters who were making a living in Morazan Square would not let go of this opportunity to make a huge sum of money, and they came over one after another, with danger in everyone's eyes. With green light.
It is a pity that all the people who came swarming were stopped by the Honduran police and plainclothes security personnel who had been prepared, and they were unable to get close to Ye Tian and the others.
But Ye Tian, who was under the spotlight, turned a blind eye to everything happening around him.
He stood with David and the others, chatting in a low voice while admiring the rapidly rotating red skirt in front of them and the **** and concave body under the red skirt.
After dancing, the moving music stopped, and the fluttering skirt slowly fell down.
"Pa bang bang"
There was a warm round of applause, and Ye Tian and the others were also applauding, giving their own applause to this passionate flamenco.
Immediately afterwards, each of them took out their wallets, took out U.S. dollars of different denominations, and stepped forward one after another and threw them into the musical instrument case on the ground.
When it was Ye Tian's turn, he nodded slightly to the two couple dancers, and then threw the twenty dollars in his hand into the musical instrument box.
Then, he was about to leave here and check out a few stalls not far away.
At this moment, Hernando suddenly stepped forward and whispered to Ye Tian:
"Steven, I'm very sorry. One of Marash's leaders happens to be in Morazan Square, just outside the police cordon. He wants to meet you and have a chat.
You may not know much about the Maras organization. It is the largest and most ferocious gang in Honduras and the ruler of the underground world in Honduras.
If possible, I hope you can get to know the leader of Marash and treat it as a face-saving gesture to prevent the other party from becoming angry and venting their anger on me."
While saying this, Hernando pointed at a middle-aged Hispanic man outside the cordon, but a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
The Hispanic man he was referring to was about forty years old, with a sinewy face and fierce eyes. He was wearing a dark suit, with bulging bulges under the armpits of his shirt, and he obviously had a pistol.
To the left, right and behind that guy, there were several Hispanic men in their twenties and thirties standing. Each of them had a fierce look on his face and even had tattoos on his face. At first glance, he looked like he was not a good person.
Other people outside the cordon stayed far away from these guys, and everyone's eyes were full of fear, as if they were avoiding the **** of plague.
Even the Honduran police officers responsible for on-site security seemed to be very afraid of these guys. They were very polite to these guys and also maintained some vigilance.
While Hernando raised his hand to gesture in that direction, the gang leader from Maras also nodded slightly to Ye Tian and signaled.
Ye Tian looked at those guys, then sneered disdainfully and whispered:
"Maras? I know this notorious Honduran gang organization. As far as I know, this is a group of beasts that have completely lost their humanity. Each of them should go to the eighteenth level of hell.
I have seen many gangsters of all kinds and fought against many gangsters, including the famous Italian Mafia, but I have never seen such an extremely despicable gangster as Marash.
All gangs in the world kill people, such as the Italian Mafia. They pursue a set of rules of eradication, but I have never heard of any gang that would skin people alive for fun.
Only the beasts of Marash can do something like this. They will even openly kill a woman on the street because the color and style of her hair are not to their liking.
I have no interest in getting to know such a group of beasts. Shaking hands with such beasts will only dirty my hands. I'm very sorry, Hernando, I can't give you this face! ”
Hearing this, Hernando suddenly froze in place, his expression extremely ugly, and the fear in his eyes became even stronger.