No one knows how to maximize the use of waste better than downtown residents.
"Captain Lin! Thank you for your hard work this time!"
After the car stopped, a bald man with a face full of flesh jumped out and said, "It's still the same old rule. I'll lend you the car. If it breaks down on the way, it will be charged at 5,000 sola. I'll deduct it from your commission when you get back."
"OK."
Lin Chuan looked into the car: "Where are the goods in there?"
"Here I am."
The bald man said sternly, "Captain Lin! This time, we must succeed, not fail! In F32 District, you are the ones I trust the most! Don't ruin your reputation!"
"No one in this line of work dares to guarantee a 100% success rate on a commission."
Lin Chuan said indifferently, "I can only promise that as long as there are still puppies alive in the Wild Dog House, I will definitely deliver this batch of goods to you."
"Okay! I feel relieved with your words."
The big bald man smiled relievedly.
Lin Chuan didn't exchange many pleasantries with the bald man. Instead, he waved his arm and said, "Get in the car, you bastards! Go get rich!"
Ning Fan thought about the conversation he had with Lin Chuan in the afternoon.
Lin Chuan said that Ning Fan could choose whether to go on this mission or not.
If Ning Fan is not mentally prepared to leave the zone, he can give him some buffer time.
Ning Fan didn't hesitate.
He was ready a month ago.
After getting into the car with everyone else, Ning Fan discovered that although the car looked quite shabby, it actually had quite a lot of space inside.
Even with seven of them sitting there was still plenty of space left.
Huizi sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and came to a huge iron gate.
"Brother Chuan, another mission?"
The guard at the door greeted Lin Chuan familiarly.
After a few polite words, Ning Fan saw Lin Chuan secretly stuff a thousand solas into the guard's pocket. The guard happily hid it in his arms and then ordered his men to open the iron gate.
There was a creaking sound and the iron door opened a crack.
The gap was just big enough for the car Ning Fan was in to pass through.
Outside the district...
I'm finally here!
For Ning Fan, who was walking out of the inner area for the first time, he felt extremely nervous at this moment.
In front of me was an environment of almost complete darkness.
Before Ning Fan could adapt, a burst of crying and shouting came from outside the car window.
"Save me! Please save me! I'll give you a thousand solas!"
Ning Fan was stunned.
Look out the window.
I saw a man with almost all his hands and feet broken off, covered in blood, struggling to crawl towards the gate.
Bang!
A big hand patted Ning Fan's shoulder.
"Welcome to hell, little bastard."
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