Beneath the Upper City

No one knows when it began—

But the world was split in two.

Those in the Upper City live in the sunlight, on vast lands, warm and free.

Those in the Lower City survive in a cram...

Chapter 232 Why does he do that?

"Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit. How much fighting power do you expect these prey to have?"

"Besides, the Walker team might be able to maintain internal unity! But with so many teams working together, do you know what everyone is thinking?"

"No one wants to die, so who would be the first to rush in? Most of these large-scale teams that are assembled temporarily with money will choose to work without putting in any effort."

"As for the regional guards, haha! It's not that they're particularly loyal to Yanchikov, but when a conflict really comes... they're much more capable than these guerrillas."

After hearing what Brother Yan said, the baby-faced girl became even more confused: "Then...what's his reason?"

"Yeah! Why should he?"

Brother Yan smiled and said, "I want to know too."

Over there, when Yang Chikov realized that he had been put on the spot by Ning Fan, he did not panic at all. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "So you stole it."

"It's me."

Ning Fan nodded: "I stole it from Cowell of the Ninth Squad."

"I did send Cowell to deliver the black bracelet to the hunting ground."

Yanchikov said softly, "So, do you understand? It's not that I plotted against you, but... someone broke the rules of the game."

"Some people always like to take shortcuts! They know that if they fight openly, they won't be able to get the black bracelet!"

"So, he did it on the way! Cowell only brought a few people to deliver it! Because whether it was him or me, everyone respected the way the F70 area was played."

"Under this gameplay, the F70 area has always been harmonious! But unfortunately...some people like to play tricks, causing so many people to engage in a meaningless fight."

"Also, I wonder if everyone has noticed something! He stole the black bracelet ten days ago, but why... is he only telling us now?!"

The corners of Yanchikov's mouth curled up slightly: "Son, during this period of time, have you been enjoying this feeling... of watching them kill each other?"