Turning around and taking a look at the thick iron door in front of him, Liu Dong took a breath, raised his right foot, exerted all his strength, and kicked it out like lightning.
"Bang, boom...!"
The huge impact sound was like a rolling thunder exploding in the sky covered with dark clouds on a thunderstorm day. The loud noise amidst the concussion of dust almost shattered the eardrums of everyone around them, causing them to cover their ears subconsciously, with a look on their faces.
A sad look.
After they got used to it a little, everyone looked at the open door, the iron door that was completely invisible, and then looked at Liu Dong walking underground as if he was strolling in a garden, their faces full of shock that could not be concealed.
Is this inhuman power really something that humans can master?
"Monster!"
"Superman!"
"God!"
Thoughts like this suddenly appeared in the minds of everyone who had seen Liu Dong's huge destructive power.
There are three iron gates to enter from the first floor to the underground floor. There are security guards with guns in front of each iron gate. However, the two security guards guarding the second iron gate have not waited for them to draw their guns.
With their mouths pointed at Liu Dong, two lightning-fast flying knives had penetrated their gun-holding right hands.
Then Liu Dong flew down from the stairs like lightning and easily knocked out the two guys with a knife on his left and right.
"Damn, what a bunch of losers!"
Deeper under Moissangandhi, a middle-aged Indian wearing a black shirt, gold-rimmed glasses, and a somewhat elegant temperament couldn't help but watch Liu Dong on the monitor easily knocking down his subordinates.
Cursed.
"Chichi...!"
Soon, the monitor originally monitoring Liu Dong turned into a pile of snowflakes.
"What's going on? Why can't I see the screen!"
"He destroyed our camera!" the staff member said quickly.
"Damn!...Sharma?"
"manager!"
Next to me, a tall, muscular Indian man with a square face walked over quickly.
"Immediately arrange for the guests stranded on the first and second floors of the basement to leave through another passage, and then transfer thirty gunmen to the first floor. I will kill him!"
"Yes, manager!"
Looking at his cronies leaving in a hurry, his eyes turned to the Indian man on the screen again and said proudly and coldly: "The majesty of Moissan Gandhi cannot be violated by anyone, otherwise let him die!"
But what this person didn't know was that all his arrangements were under the supervision of Liu Dong's relic Yuanguang.
'Looking' at the increasing number of gunmen gathering outside the iron gate on the last floor, Liu Dong did not rush down directly, "I would be a fool to confront you head-on!"
After shaking his head with a sneer on his face, Liu Dong thought, and a deep underground hole appeared.
After briefly looking at the hole, Liu Dong stepped in and jumped in. Just as Liu Dong's figure disappeared, in about four or five seconds, the black hole disappeared quietly again.
After the Relic Yuanguang improved to a higher level, Liu Dong became more comfortable in controlling it.
Through the relic Yuanguang Liu Dong discovered that in addition to the three floors above ground and the two underground floors, the entire Mosang Gandi also has three layers of space deeper underground.
Moreover, these three floors are larger than the two floors above. Almost each floor is about 1,500 square meters, and their functions are also different.
For example, the bottom floor is where the tigers, leopards, wolves and insects used for animal fighting are stored and raised. The penultimate floor is the real core of Mosangandhi, the money bank, monitoring center, conference room, and temporary lounge.
A series of management spaces are placed here.
The three underground floors above are reserved for black boxers to train, rest and prepare for competitions.
These three floors of space are connected to the two floors above and the three floors above ground by special elevators. However, the elevators that go directly up and down are heavily guarded and require passwords. They are obviously used by important people.
In addition to this elevator, there is also a freight elevator and two corner stairs connecting the five underground floors!
After using the relic Yuanguang's ability to escape from the ground and destroying a camera, Liu Dong appeared in the space on the fourth floor underground.
He casually took out an M16 loaded with bullets from the mustard space, loaded the gun and strode towards his target.
"It looks like we're going to have a big fight tonight! Ta-ta...!" Liu Dong pulled the bolt of his gun, aimed at the guard who looked shocked after seeing him in the passage and was about to draw his gun, and then pulled the trigger.
The spitting tongues of fire engulfed the guards who caught up. The blood and killing had no impact on Liu Dong at all. However, the Indian who was directing the overall situation in the control room at this moment was stunned by the sudden appearance of the figure on the screen and the fierce gunfire.
.
"What the hell, Sharma?"
The Indian wearing black-rimmed glasses picked up the radio on the table, turned it on and roared.
"Manager Raman...!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Raman had already roared: "You idiot, didn't I ask you to lead someone to stop the other party?"
"Manager Raman, I was preparing to intercept the opponent on the first floor according to your instructions, but there has been no movement until now!" Sharma, who was scolded bloody, explained aggrievedly.
"Of course there won't be any movement at your place. Everyone has come to the fourth underground floor!"
"Four floors underground? This is impossible!" Sharma exclaimed.
"Do you think I still have the heart to joke with you at this time?"
"No, Manager Raman, you misunderstood me...!"
"Okay, you don't need to explain, hurry up and bring your people back! You have to be as fast as possible!"
"Yes, Manager Raman, I'll be there right away!"
"immediately!"
After finishing his words, Raman's face became more serious than ever before as he watched the screens on the monitor turn into snowflakes one by one and the sound of gunshots getting closer and closer.
“Sambhashivan!”
"Manager Raman!"
A burly man nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a strong build, his upper body muscles were knotted and covered with scars, walked over respectfully.
Although he is Mozang Gandhi's top black boxer and has a certain status in the organization, he does not dare to look at the manager of Mozang Gandhi who is almost below one person and above everyone else.
There is arrogance.
"Are you his opponent?" Raman asked without any hesitation.
"My strength is not as good as his!" After a slight hesitation, Sambasivan shook his head.
Although it is a bit embarrassing to say this, when it comes to face and life, anyone with a normal mind will know what to choose.
Moreover, after witnessing the scene where Liu Dong defeated the guard through the monitor, especially the powerful force shown by him kicking the iron door away, Samba Siwan felt strong pressure.
His answer made Raman frown!
"Manager, he seems to be heading towards Master Babu's room!"
"Master Babu?! Damn it, everyone, follow me!" Hearing the reminder from his subordinates and looking at the direction shown on the electronic display, Raman's expression changed drastically and he could no longer think about staying here safely.
What's the countermeasure?
It doesn't matter if it's someone else, it doesn't even matter if the whole Mozangan Gandhi is destroyed tonight, but if the distinguished young master Babu loses his life here, then Raman will have nothing else but to be buried with him.
way out.
Others obviously understood the importance of Master Babu to Moissan Gandhi, so after Raman spoke, no one dared to neglect. Except for a few necessary surveillance personnel, everyone hurriedly took out their weapons and ran away.
go out.
"It seems that the guy inside is of high status!"
Through the relics, Yuan Guang saw that all the underground guards were beginning to gather here. Even the guy who seemed to be the 'head' had an anxious look on his face and hurried towards here. After Liu Dong touched his chin, a ray of light appeared on his face.
A thoughtful look.
"But that's okay, I'll have a lot to do later!"
Thinking of this, Liu Dong put the M16 behind him, looked up at the thick solid wood door in front of him, and kicked it violently.
Because Liu Dong didn't use much force this time, he only kicked the door lock open, but didn't kick down the entire door.
Behind the door is the entrance hall, and after passing through the entrance hall is a 40-square-meter living room that is luxuriously decorated and has a classic British style.
Under the bright and luxurious crystal chandelier, an Indian man wearing a white bathrobe, with a slightly thin face and looking extremely young is sitting on the sofa and sucking some white powder on the table. Look at his face with obsession and confusion.
With such a ecstatic look, Liu Dong knew what it was.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" Seeing Liu Dong's sudden appearance, the young man looked extremely surprised.
But the bodyguards around him didn't want him to be so slow. The moment Liu Dong appeared, they all took out their pistols. But before they could take action, Liu Dong, who had quick eyes and quick hands, had already thrown out four throwing knives.
"Tsk, Gudong...!"
The four bodyguards who suddenly fell to the ground and the red blood stains in front of him shocked the young man. After he reacted for a moment, he 'slipped' and fell to the ground like a quail at a speed that surprised Liu Dong.
Hiding behind the table.
Liu Dong killed without hesitation, completely losing control of the young man who had originally planned to use his identity to show off.
"This guy is truly a second-generation ancestor!"
After shaking his head disdainfully, Liu Dong strode over, grabbed the other person by the back of his collar, and easily lifted him up from the ground.
"Don't kill me, I'll give you money! I have a lot of money! And my dad also has a lot of money! As long as you don't kill me, I'll give you $100 million!"
"One hundred million dollars?"
"Two hundred million, three hundred million! I have more!" the young man said anxiously.
With a slight smile, Liu Dong said: "Because you are so rich, I won't kill you yet, but you should stay here for a while!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Dong spat out a strong force in his palm, and the young man rolled his eyes and fainted instantly.
After temporarily placing him on the sofa, Liu Dong turned around and pushed the door open and walked into the adjacent bedroom.