Brother Wang quickly explained: "Mr. Ning, you misunderstood."

"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, you know better than me."

Ning Fan patted Brother Wang on the shoulder and said, "You're also someone who works for someone else. I won't make things difficult for you. If anyone dislikes us, let them tell me themselves."

There was a hint of surprise in Brother Wang's eyes.

To be honest, Brother Wang is indeed an insignificant little person in Jinfeng City.

When those big shots talked to him, which one of them didn't look down on him?

He would run himself to pieces if someone just said one word.

Who would consider someone like him?

But Ning Fan...

The king of the lower city is still a king!

The team they have is really no worse than the one in the upper city!

But they really didn't make it difficult for themselves...

"Mr. Ning."

Brother Wang is also a man of temperament, so he couldn't help but say something from the heart: "Don't get angry with them, it's not worth it."

"I'm not angry."

Ning Fan smiled, then turned and looked at Duan Weijun who had also come up.

"Guardian, the soldiers at home are too listless."

Duan Weijun immediately understood what Ning Fan meant.

He just nodded at Ning Fan, then walked up the stairs and arrived at the [Prison Gate].

Then...

He took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

"Lift your fucking heads up!"

The soldiers in the front were startled by the shout.

"Who are you showing off to, all those bashful faces and eyes?!"

"I brought you up here to embarrass the lower city?!"