Anderson looked Ning Fan up and down.

"Metev sent you here?"

"yes!"

Ning Fan turned to look at the furious man and said, "My friend, I was a little rough with you yesterday. I'm sorry!"

The man's eyes became even redder!

Anderson narrowed his eyes. "Is this how you apologize?"

Ning Fan looked at him with a smile, then picked up the package in his hand: "Mr. Anderson, I brought a gift specially for you."

Anderson said nothing.

Seeing that he had no intention of inviting him into the office, Ning Fan placed the package on the ground and unzipped it.

When they saw what was in the package, everyone around was stunned.

Even Anderson's eyes were fixed.

Sora.

A bag full of Sora.

"Come in and talk."

Anderson turned and went back to his office.

Ning Fan didn't say much, picked up the package and followed him in.

Anderson was already sitting in his office chair.

"What's the meaning?"

Anderson's expression was indifferent. Although his gaze lingered on the package for a moment, he did not reveal too much greed.

"Mr. Anderson, I come here to apologize sincerely."

Ning Fan sat down across from Anderson and placed the package on the table. "I know points don't mean much to you. After all, you don't have a wristband, so you can't spend points."

Ning Fan pointed at the package and said, "So I took out 100 points and exchanged them for Sora!"

Points exist to make people in District F kill each other.

But Sora is different.

This can be consumed outside.

The captains of these regional guards also need money!

Yangchikov spent countless efforts to weaken Sora's value, but he could not avoid the greed of the people in District G for Sora.

What Ning Fan didn't know was that the reason why Yang Chikov didn't allow the regional guards to use their points was actually to prevent the regional guards and the hunting team from reaching some kind of "cooperation" that he didn't want to see.

If cooperation is impossible, points will be earned at the cost of one's life, and the hunting team will naturally not spend points to exchange for Sora, who has lost his value, to please the regional guards.

Because of this, the F70 area has been operating relatively stably.

But then, Ning Fan, the "big enemy", came.

He did exchange one hundred points for five hundred thousand Sora.

And it turns out that when Anderson was presented with 500,000 Sora, the captain of the second squad...

I am really moved!

How much money can you make in this shabby place throughout the year?

Just a few hundred thousand or so.

The bag in front of him is enough for him to work for three years!

"Haha, you want to bribe me?"

Anderson sneered.

Ning Fan shook his head and said, "Mr. Anderson, you have misunderstood me too deeply. I said, I really just came here to apologize."

Anderson raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing Ning Fan's fart.

Although this fart is quite fragrant.

Ning Fan continued smiling. "Well, I've thought carefully about what happened yesterday. We were definitely wrong. Even though the Regional Guards gave us a hard time for no reason, we shouldn't have embarrassed the Second Squad in front of so many people."

After hearing this, Anderson's face darkened again.

Ning Fan continued, "Afterwards, he scolded me to Mr. Metev and told me that the Second and Third Teams had a very good relationship! But I made things difficult for him and also damaged Mr. Anderson's prestige."

"He ordered me to apologize today with all my heart! After much thought, I felt that no amount of flowery words could possibly reflect my sincerity, so I decided to express my apology in the most straightforward way possible!"

"Mr. Anderson, if you think my approach is too vulgar, then you can also give me some direction. After all, I have only been in the F70 area for a short time, and this is the first time we meet, so I don't know your preferences."

"In short, Mr. Anderson, what do you think I can do to calm you down? Just tell me directly. If I can do it, I, Ning Fan, will definitely not frown!"

Ning Fan's attitude was sincere.

Although Anderson still didn't believe how sincere Ning Fan was, the 500,000 Sora in front of him was real.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you.

No matter what Ning Fan thought, Anderson could still feel his sincerity.

Anderson pondered for a long time and finally nodded.

"Go back and tell Metev that I accept your apology."

He still didn't take the package. "But I still have to advise you not to be too aggressive in Area F70! Especially with the regional guards, be polite."

"clear!"

Ning Fan smiled brightly: "How about I go out and kowtow to that big brother?"

"No."

Anderson waved his hand. He knew that Ning Fan was just talking.

"Okay, since there's nothing else, I won't bother Mr. Anderson anymore."

After saying that, Ning Fan stood up.

Just as he was about to walk out the door, Anderson spoke again.

"You really don't have anything else to ask of me?"

Ning Fan, with his back to Anderson, smiled.

The fish float moved.

"Really not."

Ning Fan turned around and smiled.

Anderson narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Fan for a long while.

Finally, his voice lowered a little.

"Metev didn't ask you to come."

Ning Fan's smile froze.

Seeing Ning Fan's reaction, Anderson sneered and raised his chin. "Boy, I've heard of your glorious deeds, and I also know that you're a very smart person! But you still made a mistake!"

Anderson stood up, walked around the desk and came to Ning Fan's side.

"Your understanding of Metev is still too shallow!"

Anderson reached out and pressed Ning Fan's shoulder. "He's a man who values ​​face very much! Even if yesterday's incident was very troublesome for him, he might think of many ways to solve it, but... he won't let you be so polite and admit your mistake!"

"He and I are both squad leaders, on the same level! If he asks you to apologize, wouldn't that be like putting yourself down?"

"Kid, you're a little clever, but you still don't understand people of our level well enough!"

Ning Fan's smile completely disappeared, replaced by a hint of nervousness.

Anderson's smile grew even wider.

"Let me guess, the reason you did this is to please Metev! You caused Metev trouble yesterday, so you want to use this 500,000 to help him solve the problem!"

"You're worried that he'll develop a dislike for your team because of this incident!"

"He spread the word that you were targeting the team with the black bracelets. In fact, he was just sending you out to die!"

"So, you're scared!"

Anderson gradually approached Ning Fan, his eyes filled with shrewdness. "So, you want me to tell Metev that yesterday's incident... is over!"

"Is it right?"