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The exit was sealed off, essentially trapping Qin Fang and cornering the enemy.

This underground factory did have an escape hatch, but only the boss of this organization knew about it, not even Matsumoto, the second or third in command, was aware of its existence.

Therefore, Qin Fang wasn't in a hurry. Even if that boss managed to escape when he realized he couldn't resist Qin Fang, the others wouldn't be able to escape either…

Moreover, Qin Fang already knew the identity of this boss, so even if he escaped this time, it wouldn't be possible for him to evade capture forever; Qin Fang would surely catch him.

Upon entering through the entrance, there was a dark corridor. It had been dug out manually, with a simple layer of cement on the floor. The walls on both sides were compacted earth, reinforced but still essentially dirt walls.

The support overhead was quite well-constructed. At a glance, it was clear that whoever built this corridor definitely had experience in tunnel design; otherwise, this passage would have collapsed long ago.

This corridor was extremely dark, with a dim lamp every dozen meters or so, barely illuminating the surroundings. Walking through this corridor required a fair amount of courage; those with weaker nerves likely wouldn't dare to walk alone.

However, Qin Fang was unfazed. Wielding his sword, he walked steadily and quickly towards the other end of the corridor.

That was where the underground factory was, and those he had come to deal with were all inside. Naturally, he didn't want to waste much time in this corridor.

Although he didn't spot any surveillance cameras at the entrance, there were certainly other means of communication. If the front was found breached, the rear would likely have some type of defenses prepared…

Qin Fang had come to kill, but he didn't want to face numerous guns alone… he wasn't Superman wearing his underwear on the outside and was far from being able to ignore bullets.

Qin Fang's walking speed was still quite fast, the dark corridor didn't affect him much; with his abilities, he could already see at night, so this level of lighting was more than sufficient.

Whoosh~~

As Qin Fang walked, he suddenly stabbed his katana into the side wall, immediately hearing the clear sound of the blade piercing flesh.

A faint tragic scream could be heard… but being muffled by the wall, it wasn't very clear.

That unlucky person was likely dead or nearly there. Qin Fang's thrust, although sudden, was precise, infused with powerful True Qi, directly shattering the person's heart vessels, making survival impossible.

This unfortunate soul hidden within the dark recess of the wall was undoubtedly one of the organization's personnel. Perhaps he thought he was well-concealed in such a dim environment, planning to sneak attack Qin Fang in the dark…

Unfortunately, he never expected that before he had a chance to spot Qin Fang, he himself was already discovered early by Qin Fang, who naturally wouldn't give him any chance.

Before he could make a move, Qin Fang's sword had already pierced his heart, instantly killing him with no hope of salvation…

"Second one…"

This unlucky one wasn't a Japanese soldier but a compatriot of Qin Fang. Sadly, he was a traitor working for the Japanese, helping them harm his own people, thus undeniably deserving of his fate.

After dealing with this traitor, Qin Fang didn't linger and rushed forward quickly. If he guessed correctly, news of his infiltration would soon be discovered by the other side. If he didn't hurry, he might encounter strong sniping… which Qin Fang was not eager to face!

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Inside the covert underground factory.

"Hurry, hurry, this batch must be finished today, pick up the pace!"

A short man, holding a katana, shouted while walking, his tone quite stern as though of high status.

He spoke in Chinese, though compared to Matsumoto's fluent Chinese, his was quite broken, making it difficult to understand without paying close attention.

The short man walked across a steel bridge, and beneath his feet were iron cages, each holding one or two people.

The people inside the cages looked dejected and in poor health, with yellowed skin and emaciated faces, appearing extremely lifeless.

Not far from these cages were several advanced sterile laboratories. Through the glass doors, one could vaguely see people busy inside.

At intervals, Japanese samurai with swords would drag one or two people from these cages and forcibly push them into the sterile laboratories. Not long after… they would be pushed back out.

The luckier ones were thrown back into the cage, while the less fortunate were directly sent to the tightly closed door next to them.

However, anyone who was pushed into this room never appeared again... As for what happened to them, it was imaginable.

And this was the underground factory, where the only things happening in that sterile workshop were... harvesting some organs from living bodies.

Under such conditions, although the sterile room facilities were quite good, that was for the staff. With so many procedures daily, the chaotic cross-infection was terrible, coupled with poor conditions, and human recovery was a problem, making the mortality rate remain high.

But clearly, these little devils wouldn't care about that. Looking at the dense cages full of people in this underground factory, one could trust that these cages wouldn't stay empty for long before new captives filled them again...

The short guy seemed to enjoy a high status here, walking on top while barking orders, as his subordinates busily worked. He was just arrogantly assuming the air of authority.

These cages were all below, completely locked, with exits to the outside set above, also sealed with wire mesh, only by opening the lock there could they get out.

However, not far from the position of the wire mesh was a management room of the factory, gathering quite a few people inside, almost all little devils, and some traitors, without exception, all of them armed.

The katana was the basic equipment; there were also some firearms, indicating how strong the defenses were here, suggesting that anyone daring to escape would meet a very tragic end...

The short guy finished patrolling and leisurely walked back to the management room, placing the katana in his hand aside, muttering to himself.

"These Dragon Country pigs are so annoying... Really want to finish this job early and vent out! That Rongrong from Drunken River South has been on my mind for a long time..."

"Nagata's getting horny again, hahaha..."

The other little devils laughed hysterically upon hearing his words, joking around with this short guy named Nagata.

"But Rongrong indeed is something! Nagata, how about next time we go together, your tongue skill and my whip skill, let that woman Rongrong see the great prowess of us Japanese men..."

Someone even wanted to flaunt the prowess of Japanese "short legs"... Of course, the strength of tongue skill is undeniable, these little devils know how to play to their strengths!

"I don't know when Mr. Matsumoto will return, this batch of goods is almost ready..."

But someone brought up this topic, also couldn't help being curious.

Matsumoto was always punctual, but today he hadn't returned yet, if he delayed further, he might miss this transaction.

Such a mistake, even as the number two or three figure of the organization, Matsumoto could not afford it, that's why these little devils were so curious.

"I heard it's about that Dragon Country man from last time, the one who was tricked by Lord Kondo... Apparently, it's quite an urgent matter, that's why Mr. Inoue instructed him to handle it!"

Someone knew some inside information and explained simply on the side, making others understand what was happening, and they stopped asking questions.

"Who?"

Just then, from the corner of the management room, a little devil who had been sitting silently with eyes closed suddenly shouted, simultaneously shaking his wrist, the sharp katana emerging from its sheath with a clang...

"The one who will take your lives..."

This sudden approach was naturally from Qin Fang. He didn't expect the strongest here to be merely a Level 5 expert, yet someone could detect his presence.

Originally, Qin Fang didn't intend to handle these small fry first, but since he'd been spotted, there was no need to hide anymore. He immediately kicked open the management room door and charged in with a Japanese katana in hand.

Thunk~~

The short and fat Nagata was closest to the door, his skill not much better, although he avoided the misfortune of being hit by the door, he directly encountered Qin Fang's blade.

Without any suspense, the sharp Japanese katana in Qin Fang's hand pierced into Nagata's heart fiercely, then twisted hard, nearly shredding the heart entirely, the short and fat Nagata died immediately, unable to be saved even by a god...

Pitifully, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword before being slaughtered.

However, Qin Fang, achieving his strike, didn't hesitate for a moment, not withdrawing the katana from Nagata's body but grabbing Nagata's katana instead, swung it forward with force, the hilt heavily striking another little devil's head, sending him flying at once.

Meanwhile, Qin Fang took this opportunity to draw the Japanese katana swiftly, spinning it in his hand, the sharp blade slicing through the air and easily slitting another little devil's throat...

After the blade passed, the little devil stood motionless, for a long time, a red mark appeared at the wound, then blood spurted out in crimson lines...(To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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