"child……"
"Mr. Metev, you know, I'm no longer a child now that I can sit here and tell you this."
Ning Fan spread his hands and said, "Let's put each other on an equal footing and chat. Isn't it good for us to each get what we need?"
Before coming to the regional guard, Ning Fan figured out one thing.
Yanchikov set up the operation of the F70 area machine, and they were just parts, so...
There is no need for human intervention unless the normal operation of the machine is disrupted.
If the regional guards were to be relied upon to proactively kill these malicious people, then why would Yangchikov have to spend so much time and effort designing such a scheme?
So, what Yangchikov wants is the normal operation of this machine!
These are the parameters he has adjusted, and he doesn't want anyone to break them.
Including the Regional Guards!
Every part just needs to do what it is supposed to do.
"If Mr. Metev kills me here today, my friends will avenge me. And when the commotion gets out of hand, more and more people will realize that the regional guards are also involved in breaking the rules. Then..."
Ning Fan's eyes were deep. "Doesn't this give the people of District F a reason to unite?"
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Metev clapped slowly.
Instead of being angry, he felt a little more admiration for Ning Fan.
It's normal to have malicious intentions.
Anyway, there is no way to escape from Yanchikov's trap.
Metev is in a position where he doesn't need to consider this issue.
What he needed to do was also according to Yanchikov's instructions...
Let these people from District F kill each other as vigorously as possible.
The more bracelets the hunting team members he recruited brought in for him, the richer the rewards he would receive.
The young man in front of him might be someone who could bring him benefits.
If I kill him, wouldn’t that weaken my team?
"Young man, your name is... Ning Fan, right?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
