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...
"Hello, great Mr. Yanchikov!"
Ning Fan stood on the steps of the Points Plaza and politely greeted Yang Chikov, "I'm so sorry for deliberately running you over."
The whole audience...
Dead silence!
deliberately……
Killed...
This kid is fucking crazy!
How much of a stimulation must this be?
Yanchikov's eye twitched.
Ning Fan was indeed constantly giving him "surprises".
Ning Fan smiled and pointed at the body that had been knocked far away. "How much is a life? I'll pay."
"child……"
Yanchikov could no longer control the expression on his face.
His smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold look.
"You're playing with fire."
"yes!"
Ning Fan shrugged his shoulders: "I want to burn this place down."
At this time, Gao Songchao couldn't help but move to the side, increasing the distance between him and Ning Fan.
He doesn't like fire very much.
I don't want to be implicated by this fire.
Not only him, Ning Fan was now surrounded by only a few people from the [Wild Dog House].
Qu Hongbo and the others did not get off the car.
But it was obvious that everyone's attention was now focused on Ning Fan, and not many people were paying attention to them.
"Do you think your fire is strong enough?"
Yanchikov scoffed. "Area F70 is quite large! Did you burn it cleanly?"
"Let's try it."
Ning Fan smiled and said, "Mr. Yangchikov, can you give me some time to relax?"
Yanchikov put his hands behind his back.
The proportions behind him showed his clenched fists.
"OK!"
Yanchikov did not order the regional guards to take action.
It's not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't.
He wants to protect the rationality of his F70 zone rules!
Ning Fan did kill someone from District G, violating the iron rule of District F70.
But once he gave the order...
He couldn't guarantee that he could shut Ning Fan's mouth immediately!
If Ning Fan prepared something that caught him off guard, it would make him even more passive.
Just imagine, at Metev's funeral, Yanchikov put all the evidence and reasons on the table before dealing with Anderson and Rossi.
This is a way for him to maintain his prestige.
In order to maintain their status, they forcibly suppressed...
Not a good idea.
The regional guards alone cannot suppress all the hunting teams.
"So I'll start then?"
Ning Fan dug into his pocket.
The moment he took the thing out, most of the people present widened their eyes.
Black bracelet.
Yangchikov had expected this and did not show much surprise, but his mind was thinking rapidly about how to respond next.
"This thing, everyone has been looking for it for a long time, right?"
Ning Fan looked around at everyone and said loudly, "Sorry, I got it ten days ago!"
The expressions of all the people in the hunting team turned grim.
Ning Fan's words contained a lot of information.
They first stared at the black bracelet for a long time, and then...
Then he looked at Yanchikov.
Got it ten days ago!
This means that this black bracelet has never appeared in the hunting ground!
But now, Yangchikov still hasn't announced the news!
Instead, let them search in the hunting ground like headless flies!
This is not the most important thing.
The important thing is, these ten days...
How many people died?
Although many hunting teams have returned, their lineups are no longer complete.
In this battle, many teams suffered heavy casualties.
Everyone is angry.
But they have to swallow this anger.
After all, it was they who chose to fight for the black bracelet.
No one forced them.
But now it's different.
Yanchikov, you deceived us!
We know your goal is to make us kill each other.
Okay, I admit it!
Within reasonable rules, it is acceptable for everyone to survive in the F70 area based on their own abilities.
But you have to follow the rules!
If we find out that you've taken us for fools...
No one is without temper!
On Brother Yan's side, the baby-faced girl leaned her head over and looked at the black bracelet.
"Brother Yan..."
"It's true."
Brother Yan interrupted the girl and said slowly, "Yang Chikov, you've gone too far this time!"
"This kid..."
The girl looked at Ning Fan with a bit of surprise.
Brother Yan added, "But this isn't a dead end. Yang Chikov has been in charge of F70 for so long, and there are many people who have complaints against him. Thinking of bringing him down with just a black bracelet...is unrealistic."
"Brother Yan! That's not right!"
The baby-faced girl glanced at the crowd and said, "Haven't you noticed there are so many new faces here?"
Brother Yan nodded: "I discovered it a long time ago."
"This kid, is he going to find someone outside the area to attack?"
The girl has changed from disdain for Ning Fan to analyzing his thoughts.
"If the F70 area could be stormed so easily, someone would have done it long ago."
Brother Yan denied it, saying, "Although there are a lot of new faces, they lack cohesion."
Before the girl could ask again, Brother Yan explained, "What do the traveler teams in Area F do? They deliver things, hunt. To put it bluntly, most of the traveler teams that come to Area F70 are just there to be hunted."
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