Seeing the anger among the chaebols, Lao Mitsui nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest first. Then you can relax."

The little man who had been waiting next to him pushed Lao Sanjing out of the hall, passed the elevator, and came to a room at the bottom of the Doomsday Fortress.

"You wait here for me first."

Old Mitsui took out a black card from his pocket and opened the door to the room.

The room was pitch dark.

Lao Mitsui turned his wheelchair and entered the darkness, and the door of the room behind him slowly fell.

When the last ray of light from outside the door disappeared, the whole world became extremely dark.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from the darkness: "The Earth Defense Agency has broken through your so-called Yaqi Defense Line, right?"

The voice was very strange, as childish as a child learning to talk, but it also vaguely conveyed an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes of life. It was like a person who had returned to his youth talking.

"My Lord Messenger, as you expected, the Baqi Defense Line suddenly suffered a mysterious attack, and three sections of the defense zone have been destroyed." Lao Mitsui said with a bitter smile.

Man: "I have told you before that you have no chance of winning against the Earth Defense Agency. Only by launching a riot in advance can you have the possibility of winning by surprise. But you don't think so."

"If you had followed my plan and sent people to raid the Kyoto office, Wu Sanwei wouldn't have been able to get actual evidence, so he wouldn't have been so passive."

Old Mitsui sighed: "It's too late now. If nothing else happens, when all the defense lines are destroyed, the Earth Defense Agency will definitely use heavy firepower to cover Kyoto. Those brainless guys above are still holding on to the street fighting.

The childish idea of ​​defeating the Earth Defense Agency is ridiculous."

"You once said that if I saved your life, I would repay you at the critical moment, right?"

Man: "I did say that."

Lao Sanjing was overjoyed. He found this man in a river in North America.

At that time, the man's face was pale, without any blood, and his bones were broken, but there were no signs of injury. He floated down from the upper reaches of the river and happened to hit Lao Mitsui's private cruise ship.

Seeing this strange man, the bodyguards all looked frightened and took out their guns one after another.

Lao Sanjing was overjoyed. According to the place where the man appeared and the strange characteristics on his body, Lao Sanjing vaguely guessed his origin at that time.

He ordered his bodyguards to carry the man onto the cruise ship, return to Kyoto through an underground passage overnight, and then placed the man in the basement of the Doomsday Bunker.

The next day, everyone who saw the man was killed in an accidental car accident.

Of course, Mitsui Lao is not a philanthropist.

With the man's guarantee, Lao Mitsui breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, now is the time to repay the favor. I predict that in more than ten hours, the Earth Defense Agency will bomb Kyoto. Although Kyoto is now surrounded

, but I believe that with your ability, it should be an easy thing to take me out of here."

There was silence in the darkness.

Lao Sanjing could hear his own heartbeat beating.

Is he ready to go back on his word?

...

for a long time.

"Have you really thought about it?" The man's strange voice came from the darkness like the sound of nature.

Lao Sanjing suppressed his inner excitement and nodded repeatedly.

He knew that this man could see in the dark as if it were daylight.

"Very good, close your eyes now."

Lao Sanjing was confused. It was completely dark here, so what was the point of closing his eyes?

However, in order to survive, you can only act on your words.

He closed his eyes tightly and fell completely into darkness.

"Okay, I'll take you away right now!"

Weird sounds come from far to near.

Lao Sanjing felt that this man was slowly approaching.

He gets closer and closer.

He was already standing in front of himself.

he...

"Ah!!!!" Lao Sanjing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.

"..." Lao Sanjing tried to call for help, but found that his neck had been bitten off and he could no longer spit out complete syllables.

Lao Sanjing felt a cold mouth pressing against his neck, sucking blood frantically.

The temperature of your body is getting lower and lower.

The brain gradually becomes cold and thoughts begin to freeze.

"Shao Sanjing has been here..."

The last thought was completely frozen, and Lao Sanjing disappeared into the darkness.

"Jiejiejiejiejiejiejie!"

After the man had a full meal, he laughed coldly in the darkness.

"Li Mo, you didn't expect that I came back to life again."

"Old Mitsui, I will fulfill my promise and take you out of Kyoto!"

He burped with satisfaction and opened the door to the room.

"Stop, who are you?" The little bodyguard looked surprised when he saw him appear, and immediately pointed his gun at him.

"Me?" The man scratched his hairless head and frowned, as if this was a difficult question to answer.

He pondered for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "What do you think of my name being Wu Di?"

This is a lunatic... The little bodyguard, Queen Cang, takes a step back.

He caught a glimpse of the blood on the corner of Wu Di's mouth, and his heart tightened. He suddenly raised the gun and was about to pull the trigger.

Wu Di smiled strangely.

The little bodyguard's vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Ten minutes later, Wu Di, wearing a bodyguard uniform, took the elevator and came to the lobby.

In the hall, the chaebols who sensed the approaching doomsday were having fun crazily, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

Wu Di grinned slightly, making an evil arc, and turned into a black shadow and rushed into the carnival crowd.

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In geosynchronous orbit, five Black Bat fighters are lined up in a line, waiting for orders.

Captain Xie Ziyang connected to the satellite to check the results.

Just now, the Black Bat Squadron launched a total of 20 super ground-penetrating bombs, all of which hit the target. The more than 200 kilometers of defenses surrounding Kyoto have been completely destroyed.

On the real-time satellite map, Kyoto was almost bombed into an island.

The command center is now evaluating the situation in Kyoto to decide whether to continue the bombing.

In Xie Ziyang's opinion, there is nothing worth evaluating. There are no civilians down there anyway, so just blow up Kyoto and level it.

He turned on the intercom: "Old Goose, do you think those Kyoto plutocrats will surrender?"

Lao Ge is a top student at Yan'an University. He has always been interested in international events and often analyzes them lucidly.

"I think they shouldn't surrender."

"I think too..."

"Hahaha!"

....

"What, the chaebol forces in Kyoto suddenly decided to surrender?" Shen Tu Zhixue received a call from the frontline intelligence commander, looking stunned.

Although the Black Bat Squadron blew up the fortifications they spent a lot of money to build, after all, there were more than one million fully armed troops there, and they should not have surrendered so early.

"According to the account of the chaebol officer who came to submit the surrender letter, the Kyoto chaebol was wiped out by a group of people in the Mitsui family's doomsday bunker." The frontline intelligence officer was also confused, with deep doubts in his tone.

"The group was destroyed??" Shen Tu Zhixue became even more confused.

In the information collected by the Earth Defense Agency, the Doomsday Bunker of the Mitsui family is a mysterious existence. Intelligence agents only know that the old Mitsui relied on the Doomsday Bunker to escape the lunar meteorite attack, but the location and detailed information of the bunker are unknown.

No way of knowing.

Rumor has it that Lao Mitsui set up eighteen sentries around the bunker and deployed more than 10,000 elite soldiers to guard the bunker. Only those whom Lao Mitsui trusts the most are qualified to enter the doomsday bunker.

It is hard to imagine that under such tight defense, the Kyoto plutocrats were wiped out by a group of people.

And... who was the person who annihilated the Kyoto Zaibatsu?
To be continued...