After opening the iron door, a secret passage leading underground appeared in everyone's sight.
Zhuo Yifan had some questions, why do these gangs like to hide their bases in basements? But after thinking about it, he really couldn't think of a better way than hiding it underground!
Kudo Jiro pressed the light switch, illuminating the dark underground comrades. Then he led everyone to continue moving underground.
After walking about ten meters, everyone's eyes suddenly opened up. A large group of people were densely crowded in a space of about 100 square meters. Although the space here was much smaller than the underground factory before the Tiger Gang,
It’s enough for a group of four!
"Is this place safe?" Zhuo Yifan scanned the surrounding environment and asked with a frown.[
"This is a secret stronghold that we temporarily activated. No one comes here usually, so it is impossible for outsiders to know the existence of this place!" Kudo Jiro quickly explained.
"Work in groups of two and pry open the teeth of these people. No matter what method you use, you must get the whereabouts of Zhao Zhengming!" Zhuo Yifan calmly ordered to his men.
Everyone was perked up after hearing this. After so many days of hard work, the whereabouts of Zhao Zhengming were finally in front of them! Looking at the more than twenty snakeheads who had been tied up, everyone had a trace of inexplicable excitement in their eyes.
"This man! Have you seen him?" Zhuo Yifan held a photo of Zhao Zhengming in his hand, came to a big black man, and asked bluntly.
The big black man in front of him had his hands and feet tied up, and the strip of cloth in his mouth was taken off by Kudo Jiro after Zhuo Yifan asked him!
"No... I don't know! Who are you? Why did you arrest us here?" The black man took a few breaths, stared at Zhuo Yifan angrily, and asked coldly.
"Have you not figured out the situation yet? Here, I am the only one qualified to ask you questions. If you dare to say any more nonsense, I guarantee that you will lose all your teeth!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile on his face.
His friendly smile formed a strong contrast with the cold murderous intent in his eyes.
"I don't know this person! I think you asked the wrong person!" The big black man was so frightened by Zhuo Yifan's terrifying eyes that he trembled all over. After swallowing with difficulty, he smeared the mask and quickly explained.
"Do you think I'm a fool? Or do you have to force me to do it?" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly and said lightly: "Before I get angry, you'd better tell the truth quickly, otherwise, I promise you
Life would be worse than death!"
"We...we are from the Sancha Gang! You actually dare to attack us, aren't you afraid of the Sancha Gang's revenge?" The black man obviously didn't see the scene of Zhuo Yifan fighting Socrates and others, and he still took Sancha at this time
Help make a life-saving charm.
"It seems I have to give you some clues to make you realize that I'm not kidding you!" Zhuo Yifan narrowed his eyes and stared at the black man coldly. Suddenly, his right hand quickly stretched out and pinched the black man.
Positioning his shoulder blades, he said with little force: "I'll give you another chance! Should I say it or not?"
"I...I really don't know...ah..." Before the black man could finish his words, he heard a heart-rending scream coming from his mouth. Along with a crisp sound, the black man's shoulder blades suddenly stiffened.
It was crushed by Zhuo Yifan's right hand. That kind of heart-wrenching pain was not something ordinary people could bear.
