Ning Fan had already seen through Wu Wei's thoughts.
From Wu Wei's perspective, the price they paid for killing Zhou Liyang was too high.
Three team members died and he also lost an arm.
What Ning Fan didn't know was that before Zhou Liyang died, he broke his longbow and left a message.
"You stinky bugs are worthy of wanting my bow?!"
So in the end, Wu Wei's team only got Zhou Liyang's bracelet.
30 points.
This profit is really a huge loss.
Originally Wu Wei's team had six people, three of them died, and now there are only three left.
The strength of this team was already struggling, and now more than half of them have been lost. The situation in the future will inevitably become even more difficult.
They are no longer qualified to be hunters.
If you stay any longer, you will just be treated as prey.
Wu Wei now shamelessly came to Ning Fan, just thinking of getting more Soras to keep him company before leaving.
"Help us kill Zhou Liyang?"
Without waiting for Ning Fan to reply, Huizi sneered, "We're asking you for help, aren't we?"
Wu Wei's face looked grim and he was speechless.
Ning Fan didn't respond and walked out again.
But Wu Wei grabbed Ning Fan's sleeve with his injured hand.
"Brother, give me one."
Wu Wei lowered his head, his tone no longer as confident as before: "Too many of us have died..."
Huizi and the others all frowned, waiting to see what Ning Fan meant.
There were many people with complicated expressions around Wu Wei, watching.
Ning Fan glanced at these people and suddenly smiled.
"When you just said that you killed Zhou Liyang, I could sense that you were quite proud."
Wu Wei was stunned for a moment.
Ning Fan continued, "Killing the captain of the Ninth Squad's ace team is something you wouldn't even dare to think about before, right?"
"Even though you know very well that you were just lucky, after going through so many teams, you just happened to catch up with Zhou Liyang when he was already at the end of his strength."
"But this feat is still enough to make you proud."
"It's just that pride that makes you feel a little bit wronged after you calm down."
"You didn't expect that Zhou Liyang could still burst out with such strong fighting power before his death, almost wiping out your team."
“So, you’re starting to feel bad now.”
"What you're heartbroken about isn't the brothers you lost, but the fact that so many of them died for a mere 30 points."
"In fact, the biggest benefit of killing Zhou Liyang is fame! What a pity, you don't dare to take this fame!"
"Because you're afraid of attracting the wrath of the Ninth Squad."
"When you think about it this way, you feel even more at a loss."
"You think our glory should have belonged to you!"
"We only killed a few team members, but you killed... the captain!"
"Why is it that we have gained fame, earned points, and maintained our entire team, while you... only have one bracelet and the three bodies of your brothers?"
Wu Wei's face was distorted.
Ning Fan's words accurately analyzed his inner thoughts.
"The more you think about it, the more you feel that you're losing too much and we're making too much. This isn't reasonable."
Ning Fan smiled and said, "So, you think we should give you something? Fame, you don't dare take it, but a bracelet... what's the harm in giving it to you?"
Wu Wei lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "You guys... don't need this bracelet, right?"
"Not bad indeed."
Ning Fan said softly, "We just came down from the third floor."
There was an uproar in the crowd.
Third floor!
500 points!
Many people have heard of Ning Fan's team now.
Ning Fan and the others are, in an absolute sense, newcomers!
Including Zhou Liyang's hunt last time, there have only been two hunts!
But now, they can go up to the unreachable third floor!
You know, many people here have never even been to the second floor.
Struggle is the norm for most teams.
Wu Wei also suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of excitement!
"How many bracelets did you guys get?"
"Eighteen."
Ning Fan had no intention of hiding anything.
greedy!
The greed in Wu Wei's eyes was hard to conceal.
"Then... give me one, for you..."
“For us, the impact is not that big.”
Ning Fan interrupted Wu Wei and suppressed his smile: "But why should I give it to you?"
Wu Wei was stunned.
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You have all received so many, why can't you give me one?"
"What the hell is it to you how much I have?"
This time, Ning Fan's eyes swept over the group of people near Wu Wei: "You still haven't understood one thing, that is..."
"You are just following us and taking advantage of us!"
Wu Wei was still a little unconvinced.
But just as he was about to speak, he found Ning Fan staring at him.
"Zhou Liyang is not the only ace team in the F70 area!"
After saying that, Ning Fan asked everyone to leave the Points Square.
This time, no one stopped the people watching on the first floor.
Ning Fan's words were very clear.
If you are really capable, there are twelve ace teams for you to choose from!
Don't cry poor in front of me.
The choices are your own, no one owes anyone anything!
After leaving the house, Huizi curled his lips and said, "Ning Fan, there's no need for you to say so much to him!"
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