"Yes, Mr. Metev."
Ning Fan smiled, took out two red bracelets from his arms and placed them on his desk.
Metev was a little surprised.
"Where did you get this...?"
"I got it during this mission."
Ning Fan said, "It's just that I didn't take out all of them before."
Metev stared at the bracelet for a long while, and his voice became a little deeper.
"I heard... a driver from the Sixth Squad disappeared a few days ago along with three new members of the hunting team. They haven't been found yet."
"Yeah, that's them."
Ning Fan nodded.
"You killed the driver?"
"Yes, they were in the same car."
"The driver is from District G."
"I can recognize him by his appearance."
"You broke the iron rule."
Metev's face darkened completely. "This is the iron rule set by General Yanchikov!"
Seeing Metev's gloomy eyes, it was impossible for Ning Fan to say that he was not nervous.
but……
"But I also brought back three bracelets from the Sixth Squad for you."
Ning Fan pointed at the bracelets and said, "On a first hunt, there aren't many people who can bring back three bracelets, right?"
Ning Fan is gambling.
Bet that Metev’s greed will outweigh his loyalty!
If Metev didn't care about his own interests at all, but was loyal to Yanchikov like a believer...
Then Ning Fan knew that he would be in danger.
But from my interactions with Metev, I can tell that he may have some loyalty in his heart, but it's not much.
There are no such pure saints in this place.
"This won't happen again."
As expected, Metev glared at Ning Fan for a long moment, then put away the bracelet with some displeasure: "Did you do it cleanly? If Ivan finds out about you, I'll be in trouble too."
"Don't worry, if I hadn't taken the initiative to tell you, no one would know except my own family."
Ning Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"This method can only be used once. If it happens again, I won't protect you."
Metev warned rudely: "After all, you killed someone from our G District."
"OK."
Ning Fan didn't care at all about Metev's warning.
At the same time, judging from Metev's current attitude, it can be seen that the rewards these team leaders receive every month through "performance" should be more generous than he imagined!
"So, Ning Fan, how many bracelets are you planning to provide me this month?"
Metev asked the question that concerned him most.
Ning Fan once again confirmed his guess.
"I have no idea about this. What do you think is appropriate, Mr. Metev?"
"Ten, not many, right?"
Metev chuckled and said, "These three don't count."
Ning Fan did not agree immediately.
Metev was a little anxious: "Why? If you can't even meet this standard, then your previous pride makes me feel a little disgusted!"
"Mr. Metev, you don't need to irritate me with such words. I'm not that sensitive."
Ning Fan raised his head and looked directly at Metev: "I have a question I'd like to ask."
Metev said nothing.
"What's the record of our third squad?"
Ning Fan asked.
Metev was stunned.
After a long moment, he sneered, "You're still so proud! Do you think ten is...too few for you?"
"Always strive to be number one!"
Ning Fan shrugged and smiled, "Mr. Metev, don't you also want to become the most capable captain of the regional guard and are working hard for it?"
After saying that, the two smiled at each other.
"Ning Fan, I'm starting to have expectations of you."
Metev's mouth curled up: "The minimum standard for the ace of the third team every month is fifteen!"
Ning Fan wasn't too surprised.
Although it was only five more than the number Metev had proposed to him, the difficulty was definitely increased by several times.
After all, there is a time limit.
If compared with the scale of [Wild Dog House], they would need to hunt down four such teams within a month!
A hunting team that can survive here will naturally be very vigilant.
And this so-called ace team was able to maintain such high productivity every month even when everyone was on guard...
It's a bit scary indeed.
"Are you scared now?"
Metev said as if to boast, "Do you know how many records the entire regional guard has set in a single month?"
Ning Fan shook his head.
"Fifty-four."
Metev really liked Ning Fan's current expression.
He saw shock on the face of Ning Fan, the proud young man.
One month...
Hunted fifty-four bracelets!
This number is hard not to be shocked.
"Then who holds this record..."
"That was three years ago."
Metev curled his lips in disdain: "People don't hunt anymore."
Ning Fan really wanted to ask, is this person still alive?
But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Curb your curiosity and ask fewer questions that are not helpful to your current situation.
"The other teams should also have aces, right?"
Ning Fan continued the previous topic: "Also, I need to know which team has the greatest hatred towards our third team, so I can be on guard."
"Haha! Don't you just want to ask who we have a grudge against?"
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