"That Ning Fan went to find Feng San."
In the car, the middle-aged driver turned to Luo Xiu, who was sitting in the back seat, and asked, "What does he want to do?"
Luo Xiu was also slightly stunned.
"Who did he go with?"
"Huizi."
The middle-aged driver whispered, "The old man from the Wild Dog House that Qi Huan mentioned before."
Hearing this, Luo Xiu smiled.
"It's over. I didn't see through it."
He scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "This bait is thrown away in vain."
"You mean, Ning Fan saw that you were trying to lure out the other members of the Wild Dog House?"
The middle-aged driver frowned in disbelief: "Can he be that smart?"
"He's smarter than you think."
Luo Xiu spoke highly of Ning Fan: "Qi Huan said that when they first went to Area F70, there were only four of them, and their combat effectiveness wasn't top-tier!"
"Teams of this caliber aren't as numerous as the hairs on a cow, but at least in places like Area F70, they're plentiful!"
"But they ended up killing Yanchikov!"
"I tried to use the current results to reverse the process, but after several attempts, I couldn't restore the process."
The middle-aged driver thought for a moment: "Do you want me to ask someone?"
"Need not."
Luo Xiu decisively denied it: "There can't be any trace of us left in Area F70!"
"Otherwise, if Ning Fan catches us, it will have a huge impact on our relationship!"
"Whether I have any ill intentions or not, it's always a bit rude to put my hand in someone's crotch."
"Cooperation requires tacit understanding. I can play some tricks, and he can do the same, but we can't cross the line."
At this point, Luo Xiu gave a bitter laugh: "However, being discovered so quickly does make me a little embarrassed."
The middle-aged driver couldn't fully understand Luo Xiu's theory.
He couldn't even be sure whether there was trust or distrust between Luo Xiu and Ning Fan.
However, he doesn't need to understand these things.
"Then what does it mean that Ning Fan is looking for Feng San now?"
The middle-aged driver was a little curious.
Luo Xiu thought about it...
"Did you deliver the two million solas last night?"
"Well, didn't you ask me to send it over earlier?"
Luo Xiu's smile became more and more helpless.
"This kid used the money I worked so hard to save to make his own friends!"
…
"Don't be nervous, Third Brother."
After learning Ning Fan's identity, Feng San invited him and Huizi into his office.
If Huizi was a blacksmith, then what Ning Fan just said about a monthly turnover of one million must be a dream.
But if Huizi was the vice-captain of the main team that took down Area F70...
The situation is completely different.
Feng San's status and position are quite different from others!
Huizi smiled amiably and said, "We really want to discuss business with you."
"hehe."
Feng San took a sip of water. "Of course I'm nervous. I've heard of Mr. Ning Fan's name! I'm really flattered to be able to sit down with you and discuss business."
Then he turned to Huizi and said, "Brother Huizi, your acting is really good."
"I didn't act. I really hit the nail on the head."
Huizi shrugged: "My arms are a lot thicker than before!"
Ning Fan always felt that Huizi had some hidden meaning in his words.
"Mr. Ning."
Feng San's expression turned serious. "I can't quite understand why someone of your status would want to cooperate with me?"
"I'm just a small manager in the Blood Show, and I'm in charge of the lower three floors. I really can't imagine what value I can provide you."
"Given your status, even if you're interested in the Blood Show, you should go upstairs and talk to a more senior manager!"
Ning Fan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
"Third brother, I came to you at the cost of exposing my identity. Doesn't that prove my sincerity?"
Feng San frowned.
Ning Fan continued, "Everyone, please be frank!"
Feng San understood.
Ning Fan came to see him, he must have known him well enough.
He didn't believe that a man who could bring down Yanchikov would make such a low-level mistake.
Of course, this also made Feng San confused.
If the person in front of him was really Ning Fan, he...
How dare he expose his identity so blatantly in Yefengkou?
Apart from anything else, the people in District G hated Ning Fan to bits!
Is there something about me that Ning Fan can trust absolutely?
Impossible!
For a moment, Feng San was a little confused.
"Third brother, I really want to cooperate with [Mudworm]."
Ning Fan said softly.
Feng San was not too shocked when Ning Fan mentioned the name [Mud Bug].
Ning Fan’s previous words had basically said it all.
If he continued to pretend, it would be like he was treating Ning Fan as a fool.
Before Feng San could reply, Ning Fan gave Huizi a look.
Huizi nodded, took off the backpack on his back and placed it on the table in front of Feng San.
But the moment the backpack was opened, no matter how calm Feng San was, he could no longer remain calm.
Sora is full of it!
The impact of money when spoken out loud and when it is right in front of you is completely different.
"That's one million Sora."
Ning Fan smiled and said, "Third Brother, whether you want to keep it for yourself or give it to Mudworm, it's all up to you."
Gurgle.
Feng San swallowed hard.
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