The Federation Bank's basement.
It was called a basement, but it was actually a massive underground fortification.
It was said to withstand attacks from a Nuclear Cannon.
It could easily shelter tens of thousands of people.
Guarded by more than a dozen specially made doors, its interior layout was a tangled maze.
It even had machine-gun positions and commanding heights.
In the innermost section of the underground complex.
Dozens of business tycoons were being held captive.
Hu Du closely monitored every movement inside the underground fortification through the surveillance feeds.
The outlaws had already occupied every advantageous position, waiting for Qiao to attack.
That morning.
As Overlord Stronghold withdrew into the underground fortification.
Fog City erupted.
The citizens who had trembled beneath the outlaws' gun barrels once again took to the streets with banners.
They shouted that the government was incompetent, pressuring Congress to wipe out the bandits.
Countless reporters and media outlets gathered outside the underground fortification.
The Federation desperately needed a major victory to restore its reputation, so almost the entire operation was broadcast live.
But without anyone intending it, this also gave Overlord Stronghold eyes everywhere.
On television, the five sworn sons saw a crowd of uniformed cops sealing off the exits from the underground fortification.
Tons upon tons of explosives were being piled at the entrance.
The man leading them had a cigar in his mouth and a burly build. Despite the bitter cold, he wore short sleeves, exposing demon tattoos on both arms.
"It's not Qiao?" Black Raccoon leaned in front of the screen, studying the man curiously. "They sent some small fry to deal with us? Do they not take Overlord Stronghold seriously?"
"How about killing a batch of tycoons to put some pressure on Qiao?" Duan Ka grinned obnoxiously. "We can't get out