Don't you look like someone from downtown?
That……
Aren’t they just from the upper city?
People from uptown came to my house and took my mom away?
Why?
Suddenly, he thought of something!
That "Pedigree Test Report"!
It's not the bloodline of the upper city people, nor the bloodline of the lower city people!
Also, that broken sword!
These things were left to him by his mother!
Ning Fan just felt his mind was in a mess. The sudden change made him lose his basic thinking ability.
There is no way to put all the clues together.
"Xiao Fan, I'm sorry. That woman had a weapon hanging around her waist! I, I didn't dare to stop her..."
Aunt Wu looked apologetic.
Ning Fan shook his head: "I don't blame you, Aunt Wu, thank you."
It was already very risky for Aunt Wu to come and tell him this.
If it were an ordinary person, who would be willing to get involved in such an unclear and unclear matter?
"Aunt Wu, I want to be alone for a while."
Ning Fan was distracted.
Aunt Wu sighed, "Child, don't think too badly of things, and don't dwell on them. At least... Sister Fang is still alive!"
"Yes, I know. Thank you, Aunt Wu."
Ning Fan could feel that Aunt Wu was trying her best to give him hope.
After closing the door, Ning Fan sat down quietly in the room.
The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.
About twenty minutes later, he stood up and carried the bodies of his two friends to the small yard behind the house and buried them.
During the whole process, Ning Fan said nothing and his tears had stopped.
Returning to the room, he searched it and made sure there was no message left for him. Then he picked up the metal box, put it back in his arms, and finally walked out of the room.
Not long after, Ning Fan returned to the gate of the area wall.
The guard tried to make small talk with him, but he didn't respond.
After leaving the area, Ning Fan hadn't walked far when a car came up to him.
Huizi jumped out of the car.
"Hey? Why are you alone? Where's our mom?"
"have no idea."
Ning Fan got in the car.
Huizi was stunned.
He discovered that something was wrong with Ning Fan.
Those eyes...
Straight and empty.
It's like the soul has disappeared.
"Captain, what's wrong with you?"
Huizi was a little worried.
"It's okay!"
Ning Fan's voice remained calm: "Let's go to Area F27 and save Sister Cai first."
"Are you sure?"
Huizi still had doubts.
Ning Fan nodded woodenly: "OK."
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Ning Fan, Huizi decided to leave as he wished.
"That's right."
Huizi said a little embarrassedly: "When you entered the area just now, our supplies... were stolen."
Ning Fan raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Huizi.
Then, he mechanically turned his head and looked into the car.
Half of the supplies in the truck were gone.
It looks empty.
"Who stole it?"
"Fuck! What bad luck! When I was waiting for you in the woods, those bastards from the [Wind Slashing Group] happened to pass by. They saw the supplies in our car and took them away!"
Huizi gets angry when it comes to this.
"oh."
Ning Fan nodded and opened the car door.
Huizi was startled and quickly grabbed him: "What are you doing?"
"Bring back the supplies."
Ning Fan looked at him coldly: "By the way, kill the [Wind Slashing Group]!"
Huizi couldn't believe his ears, and couldn't be sure whether the person in front of him was still Ning Fan.
Those eyes were full of coldness.
And when it comes to killing the [Slashing Wind Group]...
There is no emotion at all!
"Ning, Ning Fan, what's wrong with you?"
Huizi was really a little panicked.
Ning Fan still had no expression on his face.
But two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.
It makes people look very weird.
"I will kill anyone who steals from me."
…
Within the F32 area.
[Zhanfengtuan] stronghold.
Unlike the [Wild Dog House], in order to facilitate missions, all members of the [Wind-Cutting Group] live together.
Zhao Jinsong's dream has always been to build the "Zhanfeng Group" into the most prestigious traveler team in the F32 area.
How could the strongest team not have a base?
Despite opposition from members, Zhao Jinsong spent a huge amount of money to buy a large courtyard near the district wall and built more than a dozen rooms.
At this time, a large amount of supplies were placed in the yard of the stronghold.
All the members gathered around, their faces filled with excitement.
"Oh my god! Bro! This time I really copied it! It's all good stuff!"
A man's eyes lit up. "Hemostatic drugs, recovery drugs! And this, tranquilizers! You might not even be able to buy them on the black market!"
Compared with area F21, supplies in area F32 are relatively scarce.
Moreover, these supplies were personally arranged by Song Kai, so naturally many of them were difficult to obtain on the market.
Zhao Jinsong folded his arms across his chest, raised his chin, and gladly accepted the flattery from his brothers.
"Brother Zhao is truly amazing! He went out for a stroll and brought back a mountain of gold!"
A woman in revealing clothes said happily, "Brother Zhao, what should we do with these goods?"
"Take the ones you don't need and sell them on the black market!"
Zhao Jinsong had already thought it through: "Just leave some hemostatic and recovery medicine."
There's no need to keep too many medicines.
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