"Go!" Xing Mingsheng yelled at the team members.

Fang Buwei had just stepped into the broken wooden door, and suddenly there were several explosions from the basement, and even the ground shook twice.

The mine at the exit of the tunnel was blown up.

Fang Buwei's heart was tight.

I don't know if Mr. Sun was killed by the bombing.

He took a few quick steps, and the cat's waist leaned against the side of the entrance to the tunnel.

Fang Buwei glanced down from the side, the lights in the basement were still on, but streams of dust and mist kept coming out of the entrance, and even with his eyesight, he couldn't see anything.

This is the smoke and dust blown out of the tunnel after the thunder at the exit of the tunnel was blown up.

Fang Buwei listened to it again.

The sound of no one running, and no one screaming?

Could they all be blown up?

If it was usual, so close, Fang Buwei could basically hear whether there was someone below based on the sound of breathing.

But now not only has the firecrackers not stopped, but the gunfire has continued.

Especially in the direction of the freight yard, the sound of gunfire is more dense than the sound of firecrackers.

One can imagine how hard Ye Xingzhong fought.

But Fang is not too short to take care of these for the time being.

He sniffed vigorously.

In addition to the smell of the dirt being blown up, there was also a smell of gasoline in the dust and fog that blew up.

Where did it come from?

Fang was not surprised.

He quickly fell to his feet and pressed his ear to the ground.

There was a clanging sound from below, probably the sound of the oil drum being put down and the gasoline flowing out.

Is it any wonder that after Mr. Sun jumped down the tunnel, he urged his men to flee through the tunnel instead of burning the materials?

It turned out that I had been prepared.

A team of members of the "Chief ......" rushed into the foreign bank.

"Don't come here!"

Fang Bu raised his hand, and all the team members stopped.

He glanced left and right, pulled over a chair, and threw it down.

"Bang Dang"

There was a lot of movement of the chair smashing into the basement.

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots rang out below.

In the basement, there are not only people alive, but also people jumping down.

Knowing that the ambush did not work, the Japanese below did not hide their tracks.

"The tunnel is collapsing, and there is no way to escape...... "A Japanese man shouted to his companion.

"How's that sir?" Another asked.

"Sir...... Smack! "It's like a slap in the face.

"Baga ......" someone woke up.

Hearing this voice, Fang Buwei was immediately overjoyed.

Mr. Sun is not dead?

And the middle qi is very sufficient, and the injury should not be serious.

"Sir, the tunnel has collapsed, and there are people blocking it above...... "The subordinate reported.

"Ignition......" Saki yelled at his subordinates.

Fang Buwei's heart jumped.

What to do?

The Japanese prepared gasoline, which means that there must be extremely important information or information below.

Once the fire burns, Sun Xian will not be able to live, and the following information will not be grabbed.

If the Japanese leader who had just been sent out could not be saved, it would mean that the operation would be a complete failure.

"Sir...... Surrender! Fang Buwei could clearly hear the trills in the Japanese man's tone.

Saki didn't answer, and after a two-second pause, another gunshot rang out below.

Saki killed his men who persuaded him to surrender.

"Hurry up and light the fire...... "Saki yelled at another of his men.

Fang Buwei gritted his teeth.

Can't wait any longer.

The smell of gasoline is getting stronger and stronger, and if it is allowed to evaporate, after a certain point, the sparks that come out of the shooting can detonate.

"Withdraw!" Fang Buwei shouted at the team members.

When the team members began to retreat and felt the tremor on the ground, Fang Buwei slowly squatted up, climbed the edge of the entrance, and gently slid down.

His feet couldn't reach the ground, and he didn't know how deep it was, so he could only let go and jump down.

"Knock".

The basement was very deep, and Fang Buwei made a muffled sound after landing on the ground.

As soon as he landed, he lunged to the right again, shrinking his body into a ball.

The Japanese did not let Fang not be disappointed, and the gunfire really rang out again.

Fang Buwei let out a cold sweat, rolled quickly, and after his body leaned against the wall, he used his hands and feet together, and climbed forward two steps lightly and quickly.

If he had moved a little slower, he would have been hit by a bullet.

Fang Buwei crawled on the ground, raised his pistol, aimed at the location where the gunshot had just come, and pulled the trigger.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, there was a miserable cry of "ah".

Not Saki's voice.

Fang Buwei exhaled secretly.

"Baga ......" came from the corner of the wall with a very angry scolding.

This is Saki.

Afraid that Saki also had a gun in his hand, Fang Buwei quickly moved forward a few meters, and the pistol was aimed at Saki's position.

The dust and mist gradually dispersed, and Fang Buwei saw two corpses lying on the ground, and those who were already dead could no longer die.

The entire wall behind him was covered with paper, which should be the information that Mr. Sun would rather destroy than die.

Fang Buwei turned around again, only to find that one of Saki's legs seemed to be crushed.

"Quack quack...... Do you know, it's just to trick you into coming down......" Saki let out a weird laugh, a hideous smile on his face.

Fang Buwei's heart sank a little.

At such a time, why can he still laugh?

Saki had two hands empty, no guns and no grenades.

Fang Buwei stood up and walked towards Saki.

Saki must be controlled first to prevent him from committing suicide.

Fang Buwei got closer and closer, and when he saw Fang Buwei's appearance clearly, Saki seemed to be frozen, and his smile froze on his face.

"Is that you?" Saki roared, his eyes bulging outward, as if he had seen a ghost.

Fang Bu's heart jumped.

Chen Chang and Sun Zhende were instructed by him to collect their own information, and Mr. Sun naturally knew himself.

What made Fang Buwei feel more frightened was why Mr. Sun had such an expression when he saw himself appear in front of him?

"Fang Buwei?" Saki subconsciously roared, but he looked behind Fang Buwei.

Following Saki's gaze, Fang Buwei subconsciously turned around.

Saki looked at the materials on the wall.

What do you mean?

Does it have something to do with yourself?

Fang Buwei took a fixed look, and when he saw a few of the photos clearly, he seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the whole person froze.

The person in the photo is him.

Several of them were dressed in civilian clothes with no background, apparently taken in a photo studio.

The remaining few were naked and naked, all with their eyes closed, as if they had been taken while asleep.

Fang Buwei took a closer look, and every piece of paper on the wall was marked with his own name, indicating that all these materials were related to him.

What do the Japanese want to do?

Fang Buwei turned his head violently and looked at Saki in horror.

"Running ......"

Saki roared.

A pale blue smoke came out from behind Saki, and Fang Buwei pulled him up.

It's a fuse, and it's burning fast.