Fuso's control has been taken over by a torrent of underworld and garrison commands, and the streets are full of yakuza members with automatic rifles, who carry guns on their shoulders, and the arrogant appearance of the gangsters in the scholar's movies scares passers-by on the street, and they have fun with it.

Even in Fuso, where the underworld is very prosperous, members of the underworld are not allowed to own guns. Owning a firearm is considered a great danger, and the government has a lot of control over it.

Therefore, even if the members of the underworld have guns, they are all weapons that are not too vigorous, such as shotguns or pistols. Walking around the streets in broad daylight with automatic rifles like this is something that rats living in the shadows never dare to think about.

They would not have imagined that one day they would be able to hold a gun and sue the whole of Fuso, and even the policemen who took out their handcuffs when they saw them before were accused by themselves. There are also many underworld members who declare personal vendettas, and take advantage of the big shì to openly kill the enemy. As for those burglaries, rapes and murders are not a problem.

Before the war could reach it, D-Kyo had already become a terrifying city. People are hiding in their homes, men holding the door with the deadliest weapons, and women and children hiding in their rooms. They hugged each other, expecting those damn underworld members not to come to their homes.

Sporadic gunshots rang out from all corners of the city from time to time, and D-Kyo was already in chaos. At the same time, the soldiers of the garrison command, led by the underworlds, vigorously searched for the forces of the Huaxia people in D-Beijing. As long as they are caught, they will not be interrogated and shot on the spot, which is also an order issued at the highest level.

Blood stained this beautiful city red, and the cherry blossoms could not hide the filth beneath the surface. From the moment the members of the underworld attacked, D-Kyo had already changed color.

In front of a very inconspicuous three-story building, there are more than 60 underworld elements armed with automatic rifles. Their weapons were all just delivered by military trucks, and they broke through the weapons and ammunition depots of the Three Masters, and now the underworld elements have endless weapons.

The three-story building is an office building in D-Kyo called the Ryushin Gumi, an inconspicuous mid-level gangster who usually sells stolen cars for a living.

However, the boss of this dragon heart group is a legitimate member of the dragon snake family, although his subordinates are all car thieves, but all of them are good at kendo, and the attack on the D Kyoto governor's mansion, the dragon heart group has exerted a strong strength.

In order to control the entire underworld of Fusang well, the Dragon Snake family has installed a lot of their own strength in these underworlds. These small gangs usually seem inconspicuous, and perhaps they just rose overnight.

But if any big gang dares to disobey the orders of the Dragon Snake family, they will be wiped out overnight. And it was these small gangs planted by the dragon snake family that eliminated them. They only obey the orders of the head of the Dragon and Snake family, and even many people don't know each other, and the secret is like an intelligence department.

Kazuo Ryoma sat upright in a chair, the sunlight was shining through a small air window, the air in the basement was very turbid, and he could clearly see a little dust floating in the air that the sun hit.

He took a deep breath of his cigarette, touched the classic big back of the gambling king with his hand, unbuttoned his collar and slowly stood up. He walked up to the man who was hanging in the basement and looked at the man with some amusement.

Fang Hui's face was covered in blood, his clothes were torn into countless pieces by the whip, and the exposed skin was covered with blood, and there was hardly a trace of intact. His fingernails were pulled out one by one, and his bloody palms were swollen high. Both of his legs had also been broken, and now both legs hung there like two sausages.

Fang Hui's hands were hung on top of his head, and a thick hemp rope caught his hands after encroaching on the water. An hour earlier, the hemp rope had whipped him all over the body, and now it had been used for something else.

Kazuo Ryoma quietly looked at Fang Hui with his head down, this man has been tortured for almost four hours, and he has almost no capital to withstand torture, looking at his appearance, if there is another round of heavy beating, it is estimated that he will die.

He spat out his cigarette hard, and he had never met such a tough man under his men. Kazuo Ryoma, who admires the spirit of bushido, admires Fang Hui's endurance. However, in his heart, only the samurai of the Yamato nation are worthy of this, and the people of China are not worthy.

The cigarette burned Fang Hui's arm, and Kazuo Ryoma twisted the cigarette butt vigorously. But Fang Hui was really injured too badly, even if he felt the pain on his skin, he was only frowning nervously, and it was difficult to even open his eyes.

Kazuo Ryoma threw away the cigarette butt and said in a calm voice: "My patience is limited, it's been four hours, I hope you can cooperate." We are all people with tasks, and I hope you don't waste my time anymore. ”

Kazuo Ryoma was talking to the air, because Fang Hui couldn't even raise his head at all. Kazuo Ryoma winked at his men to the side, and he stepped back.

Immediately, a member of the underworld took a bucket and scooped out a bucket of water from the steaming tank next to him, and he splashed the bucket on Fang Hui's body with a cruel smile.

The moment the hot water reached his body, Fang Hui's whole body shook violently as if he had been stimulated by something, and a hiss that was no longer a human voice came out of his mouth. A hundred degrees of water was poured directly on the person's body, and his skin immediately shed a layer of skin, and the large pieces of redness and swelling almost followed.

Ryoma Kazuo walked up to Fang Hui with a sinister smile, looked at the man who was struggling desperately and said, "Can you say it now?" Don't waste my time anymore. ”

Fang Hui struggled desperately, but immediately two underworld members stood him up from the side. His skin fell off in large chunks on the hands of the underworlds, and his flesh was dripping with flesh like a demon. He can only be regarded as a broken person, and even if he gets out alive, I am afraid that this life will be wasted.

Kazuo Ryoma's calculations were very good, and he originally thought that the captured intelligence officer would be able to tell what he knew after some torture. Intelligence shows that this person named Fang Hui knows where the supreme commander of Huaxia is codenamed Lao Zhou. caught Lao Zhou, and Ryoma Kazuo made a great contribution.

But what he didn't expect was that Fang Hui, who seemed to be able to confess with a few lashes, was like a mute, and he couldn't ask half a sentence even if he tried all his means. This intelligence officer, who did not go through any torture to extract a confession, actually did it with his own tenacious will, and he did it with his flesh and blood body.

Fang Hui slowly raised his head, blood covered his face, and his hair covered his eyes. But he actually laughed, laughing so naturally, it was all merciless mockery.

Kazuo Ryoma was stunned, he had never seen such a tenacious guy. has been mixed with the underworld for decades, and countless opponents have fallen in front of him, no matter how tenacious the guy is, there will always be weaknesses, which is also the truth summed up by Kazuo Ryoma.

But the man in front of him didn't seem to be afraid at all, and his mocking smile was full of contempt for him, an underworld.

"One thing you're wrong about is that we're not the same people. I'm an intelligence agent for the country, and you're just a rat in the dark. Rats should never imagine human life with their humble minds, because you have never seen human life at all. ”

Fang Hui laughed, and a mouthful of blood sprayed fiercely on Ryoma Kazuo's face. Kazuo Ryoma was so frightened that he took a few steps back, he looked at the man who slowly lowered his head in shock, it was unbelievable how there could be such a tenacious man.

"Team leader, he's dead, biting off his tongue." Grabbing one of Fang Hui's underworld members against Ryoma Kazuo, Fang Hui's body was paralyzed under the rope.

Kazuo Ryoma hadn't recovered from the shock yet, he stared fiercely at Fang Hui, who was already dead, and couldn't understand what was going on in that head! Shouldn't intelligence officers live for money? Shouldn't they choose to survive in the face of the threat of death?

"Yaga!" Kazuo Ryoma yelled angrily and rushed up to kick Fang Hui's corpse fiercely. But this doesn't prove anything, Fang Hui is not afraid of him when he is alive, and he is even more afraid of him when he is dead. Kazuo Ryoma was just hiding his cowardice and cowardice, compared to Fang Hui, he was too small.

"Team leader, another guy has confessed. He knew where the man codenamed Lao Zhou was hiding. Just as Kazuo Ryoma was frantically whipping the corpse, one of his subordinates said cautiously behind his back.

"Nani?" Kazuo Ryoma turned his head excitedly, only to see that the subordinate was holding a piece of paper with a long list of addresses written on it. It was an agent who had been captured in the Kyoto Governor's Office and confessed that he couldn't stand the torture.

Not everyone can be as tenacious as Fang Hui, between life and death, those who can't survive the last often choose to die quickly. But it was impossible to die quickly, they had to tell that information.

Kazuo Ryoma laughed excitedly, he looked at Fang Hui's corpse mockingly, the secret that this person protected at the cost of his own life still came to his hands.

"Everyone prepare, inform the other gangs, we are going to find that big man in Huaxia, Lao Zhou." Kazuo Ryoma picked up his coat, took his katana, and walked out quickly.

In a hidden air-raid shelter under the subway, Lao Zhou Zheng and a group of high-ranking officials from China huddled in a small office. This is a secret base, which was converted from an air-raid shelter built after World War II.

Even the people of Fusang had forgotten about this place, but Lao Zhou knew that the first thing he did when he came to Fusang was to find out all the hidden places. As a veteran intelligence officer, he understands the importance of secret bases all too well.

There was chaos outside, and he had brought all the important people to himself. There are high-ranking officials sent by Huaxia, as well as Prime Minister Tada Yu and their staff.

At this moment, everyone is waiting nervously, and Lao Zhou is also looking forward to it. He expects a person, and only that person can save them.