Urban Hidden Dragon

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The lighter burst into flames, and Wang Han lit another cigarette.

The smoke was spit out and drifted upward.

"Boss, what do you think?" Lei Xiaohua asked curiously.

Wang Han looked at the three-dimensional structural diagram.

"This place has a total of four floors, the first floor is the preparation area, the second floor is the testing area, the third floor is the warrior energy storage area, the fourth floor is the living area, and the fifth floor is where the hostages are imprisoned.

His defense system here is like holding an iron bucket. No matter how we attack, it will be useless, and others can still counterattack us. "

"Boss, you don't need to say this. Everyone knows this." Annie bit her lollipop and raised her head.

Wang Han flicked Annie's head, "Since there's no way to break in from the front, back, left, and right, then why don't we break in from another place?"

"You mean down there?" Everyone was stunned for a moment.

But it was quickly rejected.

"Boss, are you kidding me? This is to meters deep. If we dig a hole to drill in, the amount of work will probably not be as large as usual. Moreover, this place is severely desertified and the hole will easily collapse.

The risk factor of this kind of dug hole is too high. We couldn't save ourselves from getting in. If the hole collapsed, we would be buried alive. Besides, I am also a bit claustrophobic. I don't dare to drill this kind of hole for fear of being stuffy. "

Wang Han flicked the cigarette ashes away, "Who said you were going to drill someone?"

"Ah? What are you doing if you don't get into trouble?"

Wang Han blew out the smoke and pointed at the smoke, and the green smoke curled up into the air.

“We only send a pipe in and then we build it up from below.

Make a √ shaped pipe. "

"What do you mean? Why are you doing this? What next? What do you want to say, boss?" Many people did not follow Wang Han's thinking.

But Ron instantly understood Wang Han's thoughts.

"Then pump flammable gas inside through the pipe! It exploded directly from the inside! The top was lifted!"

Wang Han smiled at Ron and said nothing, but his expression was enough to show that what Ron said was what Wang Han wanted to say.

"What should we do if someone senses that they want to come out when we inject flammable gas?" Annie asked stupidly, holding a lollipop in her mouth.

Lei Xiaohua's eyes were gleaming, "You're stupid, let's suppress them with direct fire from outside, and they won't even think about coming out, right?"

Anne muttered, "Then if you do this, will the hostages below be trapped inside?"

Wang Han looked at Dr. Ke, "This is a test for Dr. Ke. How many tons of flammable gas are needed, what type of gas is used, and what method is used to inject these gases into it as quickly as possible without being discovered as much as possible. All the details of drilling holes need to be calculated by Dr. Ke.”

Dr. Ke thought for a moment and said, "This is a good idea. We can mix some hallucinogenic drugs into these gases to paralyze them."

Ron asked, "How long will it take to put such a pipe through?"

Dr. Ke touched his chin, "I can borrow the most advanced equipment, it will take two to three days. I will get these chemicals and the like."

Wang Han clapped his hands.

"Divided into three groups.

I led Group A to continue the frontal feint attack and shelled the Apollo base one after another.

Dr. Ke led Team B, who was responsible for digging holes and secretly pouring flammable gas into Base No. .

Ron led Team C to assassinate the scattered Osmonds! "

"Dr. Ke will need two to three days. Can our artillery fire last that long?"

Annie raised her head and said, "With the boss's inventory, there will be no problem in bombarding for a month."

Wang Han flicked Annie's forehead, "Are you really going to smash my family's fortune? That will be the basis for me to turn around when I'm desperate in the future."

Annie rubbed her head and laughed.

"Do you need PLAN B?"

"I want a Hammer Plan B!"

...

Osmond, who is over years old, stands in front of a huge screen.

He was wearing a straight suit, dragging his pipe, and looked at the precise structural diagram of Base No. with pride.

The entire base is impregnable, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"Aqil, if it were you, how would you attack here?"

Behind Osmond stood a strong black man with a dull look and a somewhat stiff expression. One of his eyes looked very strange. He was tall and holding a silver box in one hand. Handcuffs were connected between the box and his wrist.

"Mr. Osmond, there is no way to attack Base No. . There are impenetrable defense systems all around. We have also installed an anti-missile system. Even the King's artillery bombardment is of no avail. They can't attack it even with all their efforts. Come in while we still have the strength to attack them."

"This is the most proud achievement I have ever done in my life! To me, this is more like a work of art, a work of art buried underneath! When given the opportunity, I will definitely let people all over the world see it. Appreciate this work of art of mine!" Osmond admired his No. base.

"Now we open the door and wait for their arrival. I hope they don't disappoint me!"

Aqil stood behind him and nodded in agreement.

Osmond turned his head, "How is our new base?"

"It's ready, you can go there at any time!" Aqil bent down and said.

Osmond smiled and admired his No. base.

"An iron bucket! If they want to invade, they will definitely kill those hostages. Once they kill the hostages, they will become a globally recognized terrorist force. By then, we will not need to take action. Someone will naturally follow them. Fight.

I know something about the King of Fighters. From what I know about him, there is a high probability that he will save those hostages.

Of course, even if we don't save people and want to force their way in, that would be a fantasy. Now, there are only a handful of organizations and forces in the world that can attack my place, but they are definitely not the ones who can't get on the stage. robber!

We are now quietly watching how they want to fight in front of us! "

Aqil nodded.

Osmond turned his head and asked, "How are you doing with the capture of living experimental subjects recently?"

"Already doing it."

"Remember to catch more people from the East. The population there is large and it is our main market! Unfortunately, we originally wanted to cooperate with a few families there, but these idiots were uprooted by others. Now we have to Trying to find a new home." Osmond said.

Aqil said little and just nodded.

Osmond turned around again and looked at his No. Base.

It's like a narcissistic and perverted lunatic admiring his own masterpiece.

"How could someone as talented as me design such a powerful base with both offense and defense? Even if the world's top countries want to save people from me, they will have to pay a huge price! Just because these bandits want to Attack us, hahahaha! What a joke!

By the way, let me tell you, if the King of Fighters takes action, don't kill him if you can. Leave one alive. He can still be of great use. His connections are terrifying, and his ability to fight alone is also very low. Very strong, we can also transform him into the ultimate warrior and then work hard for me! "

"Yes!"

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