The underworld elements are busy going back and forth, and they are really a little tricky in the face of a door as thick as a bank vault. You can't really look for a nuclear bomb to blow it up, as Kazuo Ryoma said, and they can't find it.

So the Eight Immortals and each showed their abilities, and some guys who were born thieves began to look for drawings of this kind of door everywhere, thinking about using a drill to drill in or using a high-explosive C4 bomb to slowly explode inch by inch.

Some people even thought of opening a large drilling rig directly, giving up the door and drilling down from the side. But there are a lot of natural gas pipelines buried underground, and some people are afraid that they will blow themselves up if they don't drill underneath.

In short, the scene suddenly turned into an academic exchange meeting, and the underworld elements opened their brains, exerted their ingenuity in crime, and were eager to show themselves in front of several bosses.

Kazuo Ryoma sat on a soft couch with several other gang leaders standing beside him. It's obvious that everyone here is headed by Kazuo Ryoma, because he is not only a member of the Ryoma family, but also a very ruthless character. There are not a few gangster bosses who died at his hands, and no one has the consciousness to oppose him.

Kazuo Ryoma was drinking a cup of tea anxiously, and he didn't even have time to taste the taste of the tea. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead from the sullen underground, and all his attention was focused on the men in front of him who were desperately fiddling with how to open the titanium-steel door.

As a person who has been in the mixed society for decades, he clearly knows that he can't do anything for a long time, and he can't give his opponent any respite. Besides, there are competitors everywhere around, and if the news of the big names in China is leaked here, maybe a lot of guys will immediately flock to grab credit.

He's had enough of being in the low-level gangs, and he doesn't want to be around some of the black= gang bosses who don't have a future anymore. He wants to climb to the pinnacle of life and go to the dragon snake's house to be a cadre. He wants to control some gangs and make his dreams come true.

"Hurry up, have you come up with any ideas?" As soon as Kazuo Ryoma thought that his future might be ruined, he couldn't help but yell at a few ** voices in front of him.

The hurried subordinates raised their heads one after another, but their faces were full of distress. Kazuo Ryoma knew that they hadn't even figured out a fart when he saw it. Also, a group of ordinary underworld members, at most, are the elite of the thief world, and they can hold something in their heads.

"Let's do it." Out of the darkness next to him came a man, wearing a self-defense force uniform, with a mocking look on his cold face, obviously looking down on these people in front of him.

"Major Sasaki, my people can handle it, but you seem to be a little late." Kazuo Ryoma looked at each other angrily. This guy's name is Sasaki, and he is a battalion commander in the garrison headquarters.

The reason why he was called here was because Kazuo Ryoma was afraid that he would encounter a strong resistance from the other party and his own people would not be able to attack him. There is also a more important one, that is, Sasaki's identity is also a member of the Dragon Snake family, and he is a pawn sent to the army.

Sasaki chuckled: "Mr. Ryoma, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are still so careful." I met a lot of people on the way, and I couldn't bring them here, so I wasted some time. ”

Kazuo Ryoma snorted heavily, said nothing more, just waved his hand angrily to get his men out of the way. When a professional came, he still had some self-knowledge.

Besides, he and Sasaki are both members of the Dragon Snake family, even if they have any achievements, Sasaki will not be able to leave him, and they will jointly receive the credit here.

Sasaki waved his hand, and a line of people immediately flashed behind him. All of them are dressed in the uniforms of the Self-Defense Forces, and they are not of low rank. Holding a large cylinder like a barrel of explosives in his hand, everyone's eyes showed murderous aura.

"They are members of my demolition team, and they are responsible for all kinds of demolition tasks, even if you look at the entire Fuso army, it is rare to find such a professional person as them." Seeing the black road, the people didn't consciously watch their subordinates work, and Sasaki explained to everyone with some mockery.

Kazuo Ryoma just snorted heavily in his nostrils and stopped talking. There was a rustling sound everywhere in the darkness, and the SDF soldiers of the demolition squad were quickly planting a row of bombs, round bombs.

In the basement, some of the officials had shrunk into a ball. They all knew that there was a mob of thugs with knives and guns overhead, and that there were less than a hundred guards in the basement.

In the case of the fall of Kyoto as a whole, it is clear that these 100 people are simply not enough to see. So they were all trembling, and they were afraid that the thugs who rushed down would go on a killing spree.

Mezo held a pistol in his only hand, and he was the commissioner of the police station, the only one of these high-ranking officials to use a gun. It was only at the time of the whole city ** that he happened to be in the prime minister's official residence that he escaped the scene of being captured.

And the captives also confirmed that except for the useful ones, the rest of the captives were all on the spot. This is also why the people in the basement are nervous right now. Because the person they are about to face doesn't make any sense at all, and they don't care if it's a political struggle or not. They are the killers, and they are only responsible for killing.

"Mr. Zhou, do we still have reinforcements?" Tada stood up from behind Mezo by Prime Minister, who was the supreme governor of Fuso on behalf of Huaxia, and at such a time, he could not show cowardice. Otherwise, those under his command would collapse before the enemy could rush in.

"Trust me, someone is coming." The corners of Lao Zhou's mouth were full of a smile of hope. He did believe that the Nighthawk would come, that man was someone who could be entrusted with a qiē, and that he would come to his rescue even if it was a landslide.

"Okay, then we're not afraid." Tada Yu looked at Lao Zhou very seriously, and he showed the temperament that a prime minister should have. This is also an example for all officials, and at such times, only by strengthening everyone's confidence can the final victory be achieved.

Now everyone's eyes were turned to the pitch-black gate, and countless soldiers were scattered around the gate, they were holding their guns aloft. Although the door was so thick that even a cannon could not open it, they still kept an eye on it. It will be the last hope for everyone in this basement.

Boom Boom! A series of explosions rang out through the gates, countless clouds of dust fell overhead, and the entire ground trembled in the massive explosion.

It was the enemy overhead blasting the gate with a bomb, as anyone with a little common sense knows. They could only hold their companion's hand tightly, maintaining the remaining strength in their hearts in an almost cowardly way.

The sound of explosions kept ringing out, and each time it hit everyone's hearts. Lao Zhou looked at the shaking gate tightly, and silently said in his mouth, Nighthawk, you will definitely appear, you will not let me down.

Sasaki was wearing a mask, and there was a glimmer of joy in his dustproof glasses. His demolition team was indeed made up of professionals, and the titanium-reinforced steel door that the gangsters were helpless was a fragile paper door in front of the soldiers he had brought with him.

They used the simplest directional blasting technique to slowly blow up the support points around the door. The gate is embedded in concrete steel, and although it is wide in length, there is always an end. His demolition team looked for the end of the gate's support point, and if it blew it up, the whole gate would fall like a large iron top.

Now all the support points of the gate have been blown out by directional blasting, and the range of the original gate is twice as large. If you are not a professional, no matter how hard the gangsters try to get in, they can't find a way to get in.

"Mr. Ryoma, the door will blow open later, let your heroic men rush hard, honor is waiting for us ahead, don't forget my credit." Sasaki smiled happily, he just borrowed a gate to blast a gate and obtained the glory of the Supreme.

He didn't bring any commandos with him, the purpose was to preserve his strength. With Ryoma Kazuo's people to fight hard, he won the honor unscathed, and his wishful thinking was very exquisite.

Kazuo Ryoma had a dark face, he actually knew Sasaki's mind for a long time. But after all, he is also a member of the family, and he is not angry, so he has to say in a muffled voice: "You don't need to remind me, this is the purpose of my visit." My men are going to get them all back. ”

"Well, I'll be waiting for your good news. But now. Sasaki took two steps back and stretched out his hand to wave fiercely at the demolition team in the distance: "Let's watch our final performance." ”

The demolition team gets the order, the remote blast button is turned green, and a terrifying explosion rings underground. Although the process was deliberately taken to prevent the sound from spreading, the dull explosion still made everyone's heads ring.

Just after the explosion, the heavy titanium-bonded steel door finally lost all its support points and crashed into the steel platform below, making a deafening sound.

Suddenly, there were gunshots everywhere, and Kazuo Ryoma looked behind him in horror, row after row of his men lying in pools of blood. Before he could react to what was going on, a shuttle of bullets had already knocked his body flying.

Bloodied in midair, the last thing Ryoma Kazuo saw before he lost consciousness was Sasaki's equally stunned face lying in a pool of blood, he had been killed by the sudden attack.

The members of the underworld were still in the aftermath of the explosion, and many people were unaware of the sudden attack. As soon as he stood up, he was shattered by bullets.

The sneak attackers were in full swing, and the underworld members who were only armed with knives or ordinary assault rifles had no chance to fight back, they were slaughtered like brutes, and in just five minutes, more than half of the gangsters died in the sneak attack.

Nighthawk and his special forces rushed out of the darkness with bright tongues of fire like devils in the night, destroying the last enemies.