Urban Dungeon: This world is in danger

The royal power strolls through the streets of the imperial capital.

After he took out the arsenal, he thought about how to accomplish the ultimate event.

This event is hard.

However, the harder it is, the better the reward will be.

He wanted to finish.

"Even if it's a part of it, even a tenth, one hundredth!"

"In case of danger, I can return!"

"However, as long as I complete a little bit of the event, I will definitely get better rewards and more ratings."

"Every copy of the world is important to me."

"You must not give up until the last resort!"

With this thought in mind, Wang Quan unknowingly returned to the imperial capital.

The imperial capital is huge.

Heavy traffic.

It doesn't seem to be the same world as the Middle-earth Empire and the Redwoods.

Here, Throne has the feeling of returning to a small third-tier city in the Overworld.

This feeling made him feel like a fish in water, and his body was relaxed.

At this time:

he did not know that Park Deshuang had formed a think tank, nor did he know that he had found many people to join the rebellion.

Before he knew it, he came to the central area of the Imperial Capital of Bangzi.

This is the core area of the stick, and there are many people who drink and even soldiers.

On the street, military vehicles roared away.

Some went out of the city, and some came in from outside.

Kingship walks in the shadows.

Try to avoid crowds.

He really can't hide from it, and he doesn't care.

In this way, he stopped and stopped, and came to a place called Red Tile Terrace.

Red Watai is the political center of the stick.

Most of the decisions made by the stick were made from the Red Tile Terrace.

Even the emperor of the stick worked in the red tile platform.

Seeing the Red Watai, Wang Quan's heart moved:

"Why don't I kill all the people in the Red Watai?"

He has self-confidence.

Although there are not many bullets, he still has a martial arts, a strange art, and a sword pill.

These things, although not very effective in the face of the Iron Army.

But:

This is the Red Tile Terrace, which is the political center.

At most, there are some guards with guns, and there will be no torrent of steel at all.

Even if there were tanks or armored vehicles, there would never be many of them.

There are many buildings in the Red Tile Terrace.

Even if an ordinary infantry is powerful, they can't hurt him.

With the help of various buildings and terrain, he can easily slash several times, or even dozens of times, enemies.

"The advantage is mine!"

Wang Quan touched the heavy machine gun, murderous, and prepared to enter the Red Tile Terrace.

At this time:

Park De-shuang is also in action.

He really couldn't find the royal power, but it didn't prevent him from starting to act.

He and many second-generation people threw out a lot of money.

And then:

the violent societies of the imperial capital were all mastered by them.

The people of these societies, as long as they have money, dare to do anything.

"We went to the Red Watai and hijacked that group of politicians, even the emperor."

"When the time comes, we will naturally have the wind and the rain."

Park Deshuang bewitched everyone:

"The army of Middle-earth has come to the imperial capital."

"The Empire is no match for Middle-earth at all."

"Anyway, the imperial capital will be broken and occupied by them sooner or later, why don't we help and let the imperial capital fall into their hands in advance?"

"In this way, we can also reduce the casualties of the sticks."

"We're doing good deeds!"

The tenth heir of the consortium said suspiciously:

"However, I heard that our army has entered the West Mountain."

"It's time to enter Middle-earth!"

"We have the advantage."

"Middle-earth.... No way!

Park Deshuang sneered: "What heir are you?" The

man said, "Tenth!

Park Deshuang suddenly realized: "No wonder!

"Your grade is too low, and the message is not accurate enough!"

"The latest news is: The army of Middle-earth has been killed out of the West Mountain!"

"In ten days at most, you can kill the imperial capital!"

The other second generations were speechless.

None of you are stupid.

We are doing something with you because we want to seize part of the political power, and then let the Red Watai Zhao'an.

Now, you're just trying to subvert the regime.

But it doesn't matter, a lot of money is thrown out.

A group of cannon fodder and death squads were recruited.

Coupled with the security personnel of his own company, he suddenly attacked the Red Tile Terrace, and he had a chance to win.

"Anyway, we won't be able to get the authority of the consortium!"

"Do things now, if you succeed, you will be on top in the future."

"If it fails, it's a big deal to go into exile."

A group of young second generations are very bold.

Under the spell of Palde's double demagoguery and a telegram from Middle-earth, they began to act.

Hundreds of fierce and violent gangs rushed to the Red Tile Terrace.

"Let's paralyze the guards first, then take control of the gate, and finally kill in!"

Park Deshuang arranges tasks with the younger brothers.

However

, before everyone could act, gunshots suddenly rang out in the Red Tile Tower.

Immediately after, there was an explosion.

Then, not long after, the flames burned, billowing black smoke, and rose into the sky.

And now:

it's dawn.

This event is also called by later historians: the Dawn Coup.

Historians record:

At ten o'clock in the morning, there was a tiger tyrant who punched the wall of the red tile platform and smashed into the interior.

The tyrant is ferocious, killing as he walks, rivers of blood flow, and corpses are everywhere.

Filthy puppet government officials, trembling at the feet of tyrants.

The tyrant's follower, Park Dek Shuang, was the first to follow him to the Red Wadae.

They captured all the puppet government officials, and even beheaded the Dufu: the Puppet Emperor.

In just one hour:

the Tiger tyrant Wang Quan and Mr. Park Deshuang completely defeated the puppet government and killed the puppet emperor.

The huge red tile platform has returned to orthodoxy again.

But:

In all parts of the imperial capital, there are still stubborn puppet government personnel who resist like crazy.

They burned, killed and plundered in the imperial capital, and many brothers and sisters were implicated.

The families of Park Deshuang and others were also brutally murdered by the puppet government army.

When Mr. Park Deshuang found out, not only did he not grieve, but he looked up to the sky and laughed, shouting:

"For the country and the people, die a well-deserved death!"

"What a hero!"

......

The royal power has no knowledge of the history of the afterlife.

At this time, he quietly jumped over the wall of the red tile platform.

Originally, he wanted to sneak in, and then find the emperor and capture the emperor.

Result:

He's just too big.

Even walking in the shadows was discovered by the escorts.

The emperor's guards were on guard, blew the whistle, and captured him.

When the royal power saw this, he did not hide it.

Pull the trigger directly, and the heavy machine gun sprays deadly bullets.

In an instant, it brought huge casualties to the convoy.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

After Wang Quan threw the last few grenades, he ran around in the red tile platform.

As he ran, he killed anyone he saw.

He also set fire to it along the way.

In just a few minutes:

the huge red tile was thrown into chaos.

And at this time:

Park Deshuang also killed his younger brothers.

When they saw the chaos in the red tile platform, they were at first puzzled and even frightened.

The sound of this gunfire made many gangsters unclear and frightened.

After all, they are all mixed society, at most, they are the ones who cut people.

The first time they encountered such intense gunfire, they were worried, terrified.

But

: Park Deshuang is a talent, his eyes rolled, and he shouted:

"The army of Middle-earth is here!"

"Everyone, let me set things right, get promoted and make a fortune!"