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 600: Strictly Guarded

Xu Ben turned around helplessly and looked at Ning Fan.

"Dafan, what should we do?"

After all, this is his home area, and Xu Ben cannot rush into the area while firing.

These guards are the soldiers under Yan Feng's command.

Even with 20,000 Soras slapped on their faces, they remained unmoved. This kind of soldier...

What a good soldier!

Xu Ben even wanted to award them certificates of merit.

However, just when Ning Fan was at his wit's end, a figure came over from another road outside the area.

The person who came over was slender with a Tang sword hanging around his waist.

Qiao Fei.

After returning from the headquarters, Qiao Fei stayed in the F70 area to accompany Qiao Yu.

When she reached the door, she saw guards surrounding a car.

"What's going on?"

"Miss Qiao!"

When the guards saw Qiao Fei, they all straightened their bodies and bowed.

Qiao Fei did not hold any official position, so they could only call her Miss Qiao.

However, in area F70, no one dared to offend Miss Qiao.

That’s a woman that even Chief Sun is afraid of!

Rumor has it that General Sun is only afraid of two people in his life.

One is Gao Kexin and the other is Qiao Fei.

At this time, Qiao Fei had already approached the car.

The guard hurriedly said, "Miss Qiao, please be careful. These people...are from unknown backgrounds!"

When Qiao Fei saw that the guards had even drawn their weapons, he knew that something was wrong.

She drew her Tang sword, walked to the car, and knocked on the door with the handle of the sword.

"get off."

Qiao Fei said coldly.

The back seat window was slightly lowered.

A pair of eyes appeared in the gap.

“Ahem…”

Ning Fan cleared his throat twice.

"Beautiful lady, could you please ask the guards to open the door?"

Seeing these eyes and hearing this voice, Qiao Fei couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"What... did you call me?"

"Beauty……"

Ning Fan felt like his head was spinning like smoke: "She is beautiful, and the sword is beautiful too, like a flower..."