Weathers had never been stepped on the face like this in his life.

What's more, after becoming the district chief, he has never been surrounded by such insults.

Yes, to Withers, Ning Fan's words were a scolding to him.

And the curse was quite harsh.

At this moment, in Weathers's opinion, Ning Fan's call was not about wanting to stop the war at all.

It's a provocation.

"You'll soon find out whether we have what it takes."

Withers didn't plan to continue communicating with Ning Fan.

"Are you going to hang up?"

Just as Withers took the phone away from his ear, he heard Ning Fan's voice coming from the receiver again.

He didn't reply.

But Ning Fan didn't care whether he responded or not, and continued, "I need to remind you that once this call is hung up, it means you have rejected my request for a ceasefire. No matter how things develop from now on, I will not stop."

Withers' eyes were bloodshot.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you scaring me?"

"To be exact, I am threatening you."

Ning Fan was very straightforward: "But I'm definitely not just talking! Oh, by the way, Alfonso knows me better. You can ask him if I would joke with my enemies."

Withers gritted his teeth and said nothing.

However, he did not hang up the phone.

Ning Fan sneered unabashedly.

"You clearly know your own strength and who's in control of the situation, yet you can't let go of your cheap pride and allow the soldiers below to be sacrificed for your so-called pride. Honestly, before making this call, I never imagined that the top decision-maker in Region E would be someone so lacking in foresight and overall perspective."

Beside Ning Fan, Bai Peng gave a thumbs up.

Very upright.

Today he really saw the courage of this kid.

The other party is the regional director!

Equivalent to the same identity as Xia Qing.

Now Ning Fan was almost pointing at the other person's nose and scolding him.

This is so fucking cool!

Although Bai Peng is also very arrogant towards outsiders, he has never scolded others so happily!

Now Bai Peng felt that Ning Fan was simply his mouthpiece.

"I know you're angry, but don't be angry yet. I'll help you figure out the situation."

Ning Fan smiled at Bai Peng and then said into the phone, "I'm not afraid to tell you, the 20,000 men entering your E District are considered the top-tier troops in F District. If you don't send in 100,000 more men, they won't be able to hold on. Just try it if you don't believe me."

"Secondly, right over in Xincheng, we have 150,000 border defense troops and 200,000 regional patrol troops. If I really want to fight this battle well, gathering 400,000 troops... shouldn't be a big problem."

"Finally, I have some very bad news to tell you. Besides Commander Bai Peng, whose soul level is about to break 10,000, we also have Commander Guan Shanyue of the Regional Patrol Army here."

"The one currently leading the troops in Region E is Commander Guan. I've also heard that he should be at the high [Thousand Souls Level]."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Even these two high-level [Thousand Soul Level] commanders, I don't know if your E District can withstand them."

"As for some of the [Hundred Souls Level] and high-level [Hundred Souls Level] generals... I'm a bit overwhelmed by the statistics here."

"But I think we can probably gather a few dozen high-level [Hundred Souls Level] people."

"As long as I haven't reached an agreement on this, all the combat power I just told you about will flow into your E District within half a day."

"I believe that if the situation really develops in this direction, within three days... we should be able to meet and sit down for a drink."

When Ning Fan said this, the smile on his face was full of pride.

"Mr. Withers, please... do you want to see me?"

Withers' hands were already shaking.

His anger was fully expressed on his face.

Fortunately, there was no one around him at this time.

His fingers holding the phone had turned white.

How long has it been since he had such an urge to kill someone?

Yes.

He wished he could cut Ning Fan into pieces.

However, no matter how angry he was, he did not hang up the phone impulsively.

He didn't know Ning Fan that well.

But he was also worried that if he hung up the phone at this moment, Ning Fan would really lead his troops to charge into his E District.

Ultimately, he knew he couldn't hold on.

Two high-ranking [Thousand Souls], with an army of 400,000, marched straight in...

For Region E, it was a devastating disaster.

Although Region F has given people a feeling of cowardice over the years, people at Withers' level know very well that Region F is not without strength, but has concerns.

When Region F really doesn't consider the consequences...

It’s not that his E region is too weak, even if he switches to G region, it won’t be able to hold on.

"It's me."

Suddenly, a voice came from the other end of the phone again.

But Withers felt that Ning Fan was not talking to him.

"Okay, I understand."

Ning Fan's tone soon changed: "Mr. Weathers, unfortunately, I have to tell you that more than half of the 50,000 people sent from Yefengkou have been killed."

Withers' heart skipped a beat.

Just as Ning Fan had said before, every second they wasted now would result in dozens or even hundreds of people losing their lives on the battlefield.

"I'm so sorry, I just received the news, it's too late to stop it."

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