"Luo Xi..."

Only then did Yanchikov look at Luo Xi.

At this moment, Luo Xi's face was pale.

I believe no one could have guessed what it meant that Yanchikov exposed him on the spot.

But before Luo Xi could speak, Anderson spoke again from the side.

"Kill...me..."

Anderson's eyes were full of pleading.

He knew that his value had been drained away.

He is useless.

You can die now!

However, Yanchikov glanced at him sideways and suddenly smiled.

"You're going to bleed to death anyway, so why should I waste my energy doing it myself?"

Anderson was stunned.

The onlookers also gasped.

Yanchikov, let Anderson die in pain.

Anyone who betrays him will die a miserable death!

"If you can do something yourself, try not to ask others for help! I'm doing you a favor, but you won't have the chance to repay it..."

Yanchikov said softly, "Just bear with it a little longer. It probably won't take more than a day."

"ah!!"

Anderson screamed like a ghost from hell!

But soon, the two people who dragged the bag appeared again, picked up Anderson and dragged him away.

"Yanchikov, you are wronging me!"

Luo Xi finally came to his senses: "Based on his words, you want to put the hat of seizing power on my head and use it as an excuse to kill me?!"

"When did I say I was going to kill you?"

Yanchikov said to Luo Xi calmly: "After all, I have always maintained a friendly cooperative relationship with District G, and you are from District G. Even if you did something wrong, I will forgive you."

Luo Xi didn't feel happy at all.

He didn't believe that Yanchikov was a good person!

Because he just saw Anderson's men get killed.

Don't kill him?

Could it be...

"Valia, Cowell."

Yanchikov simply ignored him and waved to the captains of the ninth and eleventh squads.

The two men immediately stood up with complicated expressions.

"You guys escort him back to Wild Wind Pass."

The two were stunned.

Luo Xi was also confused.

By now, he knew he had failed.

There was no way he could stay in the F70 area anymore.

But Yanchikov not only did not intend to hurt him, but also asked two captains to escort him back to Yefengkou...

Isn’t that a bit too kind?

"Yanchikov, you..."

"Roshi!"

Yanchikov tilted his head and said with a smile, "Do you know why I let you go back so easily?"

Luo Xi didn't understand.

Yanchikov's smile deepened.

"Because to me... you are just a toy."

Luo Xi's face froze.

Yanchikov added: "If a toy is broken, it must be sent back for repair."

Walia and Cowell did not delay any longer and walked to both sides of Luo Xi.

"Mr. Luo Xi, please come with us!"

Luo Xi was carried away by the two men like a puppet.

On the periphery, all the members of the hunting team had frowns on their faces.

Most of them also experienced Yanchikov's ruthlessness for the first time.

Although they may not have known about the open and covert struggle between Luo Xi and Yanchikov before, they certainly know it now.

A second-in-command was eliminated just like that, and all that Yanchikov left for everyone was shock.

Including Ning Fan.

Luo Xi was deliberately promoted to this position by Yanchikov.

The purpose of carrying him was for today's scene!

The higher you lift Luo Xi, the better the deterrent effect will be when he falls.

In the F70 area, Yang Chikov truly demonstrated what it means to turn one hand into clouds and another into rain!

There was dead silence inside and outside the square.

This funeral was not for Metev at all.

But...

These people present want to rebel against Yanchikov!

"That's right."

Yanchikov stood with his hands behind his back, facing the crowd with a faint smile. "Regarding Captain Metev's death, if anyone has any clues about the murderer, please report directly to Bilie! If the information is true and the murderer is successfully arrested..."

As he said this, the corners of his mouth raised, forming a strange arc.

"I will appoint him as the next sheriff of District F70."

Seeing everyone's shocked reactions, Yanchikov clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Okay, it's getting late, everyone can go back and rest."

After saying this, Yanchikov turned and walked out of the square.

The squad leaders also hurried to follow.

In the square, the only person left was the "protagonist" of today's funeral.

Metev's body.

"Go back and tell me."

Ning Fan's face was pale and beads of sweat hung on his forehead.

It was the first time that Huizi and Xu Ben saw Ning Fan so nervous.

Soon, everyone went home.

Qiao Fei was also called back.

At this time, Qiao Fei had bruises of varying degrees on her body, and her pretty face remained indifferent.

"Sister Qiao, what have you been doing these past few days? You're so mysterious and you're covered in injuries?"

Xu Ben really couldn't bear it anymore.

Qiao Fei didn't answer him.

Huizi was not in the mood to joke.

Among the people present, he was the first to know Ning Fan.

He had never seen Ning Fan react like this before.

"Ning Fan, what happened?"

Huizi's tone was three parts serious and seven parts concerned.

Ning Fan had already washed his face and changed into dry clothes.

At this moment, he was sitting in a chair, thinking with his head down.

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