Chapter 2406: Genocide

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The convoy started again, and under the **** of a large number of Honduran military police, it drove to the five-star hotel not far away.

When the convoy drove through the intersection ahead and turned onto another adjacent street, Ye Tian and the others saw the protest crowd gathered around the hotel, as well as a large number of Honduran military police with live ammunition.

Among the protesters, the vast majority were Indians wearing national costumes, holding spear shields, wearing various crests, painted on their faces and bodies, or perhaps Mayans.

In addition, there are many Latinos, Spanish and Indian mixed races, Indians, and a few white people in modern clothes. These guys should be the Honduran opposition party who intends to fish in troubled waters.

In this kind of occasion, journalists who fear the world will not be chaotic are naturally indispensable, and the number of journalists gathered here is not only local Honduras, but also journalists from major news media around the world.

Needless to say, most of these media reporters came to interview the tripartite joint exploration team, interview Ye Tian and the others, but they did not expect to encounter even more exciting scenes.

A small part of the media, mainly local media in Honduras, should have been recruited by the opposition party, or the mouthpiece of the opposition party, to report this protest demonstration and then fan the flames.

Of course, there are still a few familiar faces hidden in the crowd. It is the security personnel who follow Ye Tian's orders. They pretend to be tourists or protesters and mix in the crowd to observe the surroundings.

At this time, the situation on the scene has eased a lot, not as tense as just now.

Or it should be said that the Maya holding a spear shield was bombarded by a large number of professional soldiers armed with automatic rifles and they could only choose to die.

It can be seen that the Maya, who wore national costumes and painted all over their bodies, stared angrily at the Honduran military police inside the cordon, but dared not speak.

Those Honduran opposition parties who bewitched the Mayans to protest the demonstrations, but few people stood at the forefront, all retreated into the crowd, using the Mayans to cover themselves.

Obviously, this is also a bunch of out-and-out bastards, only thinking about using the simple Maya, has achieved their goals, and has no intention of making any sacrifices.

In the country of Honduras, perhaps all those who engage in politics are of this kind, otherwise, how could this country get worse and worse and fall into **** step by step.

While Ye Tian and the others were observing the situation on the spot, almost everyone around the hotel was also looking at this huge fleet.

As the convoy arrived, there was a commotion at the scene. Some impulsive Mayans outside the cordon even raised the spear in their hands and waved them, demonstrating to the convoy and Ye Tian.

Protests and demonstrations sounded again at the scene, but the shouts were either in Spanish or Indian Highland. Ye Tian and the others didn't understand it at all, and didn't care.

The tweeter that had fallen silent just before rang again.

The Honduran government representatives began to calm the emotions of the protesters at the scene, still speaking Spanish and Indian Highland.

The Honduran military and police, who are responsible for maintaining order on the scene, have raised their alert levels, loaded their bullets, and are ready to bomb them at any time.

Looking at the situation outside the car window, David couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm going! This scene is too exaggerated! We have been to so many countries before, and this is the first time we have encountered such a fierce protest and demonstration. It is obviously too light to say that we are the target of public criticism, and the public enemy seems more appropriate!"

Ye Tian looked at the situation outside the car window, then sneered and said:

"All of this is due to poverty. When people have lost everything, madness is not difficult to understand. We have passed through so many countries before, but it is the first one who is so poor!"

While talking, the convoy had driven to the edge of the protest crowd, and then drove through the passage opened by the Honduran military and police towards the hotel entrance.

The Maya who gathered on both sides of this passage and staying outside the cordon suddenly protested and demonstrated louder, one by one, they clawed their throats and waved the original weapons in their hands.

Perhaps the chiefs of the various tribes have told them that these seemingly angry Mayans did not make any drastic actions to detonate this huge powder keg.

In fact, at the very front outside the cordon, Ye Tian did see a few older Indians wearing a crown and watching the convoy.

These old Indians were surrounded by many sturdy young people. They also acted relatively calmly, but stood there with gloomy faces.

In a short time, the convoy arrived at the door of the hotel and stopped slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the heavily armed Matisse took the lead to get out of the car, and quickly dispersed and became alert.

The Honduran military police, who were originally guarding the entrance of the hotel, could only spread out and be responsible for perimeter guards.

After confirming the safety of the scene, Ye Tian, ​​David and others, as well as a group of Columbia University History School, got off the car one after another and stood in front of the hotel.

With the appearance of Ye Tian and the others, the hotel entrance suddenly became more lively.

Numerous media reporters from Honduras and all over the world started asking questions with their voices, one after another, lest they miss this rare opportunity.

The Maya who gathered near the entrance of the hotel to protest and demonstrating, as well as those guys from the Honduran opposition party, were also like chicken blood, and the voice of protest became louder.

Ye Tian didn't hear these noises and didn't give any response.

He shook hands with Honduran Vice President Alvarez and Hernando who were waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and then under the leadership of the hotel manager, he walked into the so-called five-star hotel.

Other brave men fearlessly explored company employees and security personnel, as well as a group of Columbia University, also walked into the hotel one after another, leaving the protesters behind.

Soon, twenty minutes passed.

After checking into the guest room and taking a break, Ye Tian took David and the others, under Matisse's escort, to the door of a conference room of this hotel.

Outside the door of this conference room, he saw Hernando and the mayor of Honduras and other political leaders, as well as a few strange Hispanic men in suits and leather shoes.

After Hernando's introduction, he learned that those guys were representatives of the Honduran opposition party, and the protests outside the hotel were caused by these guys.

As usual, Ye Tian spoke a few words with these guys, and shook hands one by one, behaving very decently.

In the process, one of the Hispanic men headed said:

"Mr. Steven, we want to participate in your meeting with these Maya tribe chiefs in the conference room, even if it's just an observer."

Without hesitation, Ye Tian directly rejected the other party's request.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Conte, I am afraid I cannot meet your request. I have no interest in participating in your domestic politics in Honduras. This is our company's consistent principle.

My meeting with these Maya tribe chiefs in the conference room will never involve your country’s politics. You can rest assured that not only you, Hernando and others are treated the same.”

After speaking, Ye Tian nodded at this person, then turned and walked to the meeting room door guarded by his armed security personnel.

Looking at the leader of the Honduran opposition party, Mr. Conte, his face turned blue, it was hard to see the extreme, his eyes were full of anger and greed.

Coming to the door of the meeting room, Cole, who was fully armed and guarding the door, nodded slightly, and then reached out and pushed open the door of the meeting room.

The moment the door was opened, Ye Tian saw those Maya tribe chiefs sitting in the meeting room with a nervous expression. The other party also looked at them curiously.

Ye Tianchong these tribe chiefs nodded, and then took David and Matisse, as well as Professor Delgado who acted as an interpreter, into the meeting room.

When they entered, Cole immediately closed the meeting room door, blocking the sight of everyone outside.

In the meeting room, Ye Tian shook hands with several Maya tribe chiefs one by one, introduced himself, and Professor Delgado, who was next to him, was in charge of translation.

These Maya tribe chiefs obviously don't understand modern social etiquette. Everyone just met, and before Ye Tian and the others sat down, a tribe chief said with a stubborn neck:

"Mr. Steven, the treasure of the Golden City of the Mayan Empire belongs to our Indians and all the Mayans. No one else can **** this treasure, including you!"

Ye Tian looked at the tribal chief ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then sneered and said:

"Without our company, can you Mayans find the treasures of the Golden City? If so, how can the legend of the Golden City treasures of the Mayan Empire have been circulated for hundreds of thousands of years, but you still can't find the treasures?

Even as you said, the treasure of the Golden City belongs to you Maya tribes. After you find the treasure of the Golden City, can you hold the treasure? With your strength, I am afraid that only the catastrophe can be obtained!

You should be very clear about the situation in Honduras, Guatemala, and El Salvador. I'm sure that the day you get the treasure of the Golden City is the beginning of the **** killing!

At that time, those of you who are struggling to survive in the tropical rain forests and highlands, I am afraid that before they have time to enjoy the gold and silver treasures in the treasures, they will encounter crazy killings and even genocide! "

As Professor Delgado translated these words, the chiefs of the Maya tribe were stunned, and everyone's eyes were instantly filled with fear.

And this small conference room was quiet in an instant, only a heavy and rapid breathing remained.