"Thank you Captain."
Ning Fan's address to Lin Chuan changed: "Please give me your advice in the future."
Huizi said with a mournful face: "Brother Chuan, you actually killed me for eight thousand sora?"
"How is that possible? Eight thousand Sora, can he hurt our relationship?"
Lin Chuan looked determined.
Huizi warmed up a bit: "I knew Brother Chuan that you definitely couldn't do it for this little money..."
"You lost five thousand solas to me in your bet!"
Lin Chuan reminded: "Eight thousand plus five thousand, a total of thirteen thousand, which is equivalent to the price of a level 1 risk commission! Brother, think about it carefully, is the blow you received worth it?"
"Then do I have a share in these eight thousand sora?" Teruko asked with a blushing face.
Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows and was very unhappy: "What does it have to do with you? This is a private job that I took on myself!"
"Hold……"
Huizi wanted to curse.
But he didn't dare to scold the person in front of him!
Lin Chuan did not continue to talk to him, but looked deeply at Ning Fan.
The reason why he accepted Ning Fan's commission was definitely because of money.
But more importantly, if he doesn't agree, Ning Fan will really go to the [Severing Wind Group].
Those people in [Zhanfeng Group] would not take action as cautiously as I did.
This kid...
Thoughtful, courageous, and full of courage!
In order to achieve the goal, you can give it all!
Such a person may really be a professional.
It just needs to be refined.
"Go back and get some sleep. We'll leave the area at seven o'clock in the evening."
Lin Chuan sent Hui Zi away.
There is still a mission tonight. It would not be a joke if Teruko stayed up and went outside the area.
Teruko went home with slumped shoulders.
"You do not sleep?"
Seeing that Ning Fan hadn't left, Lin Chuan asked curiously: "Aren't you sleepy?"
"It's okay. When I was in the academy, it was common to stay up for half a month without sleeping."
Ning Fan scratched his head and smiled.
Lin Chuan's eyes changed slightly.
Although the assessment results are not important in the circle of practitioners.
But being able to pass all of them with full marks is enough to show that he is not only smart but also hard-working.
Indispensable.
God knows how much Ning Fan paid behind this perfect score.
"Boy, come and sit."
Lin Chuan propped up the wooden board of [Wild Dog House] and patted the gasoline barrel next to him.
"Why!"
The two sat side by side.
Lin Chuan looked at Ning Fan's somewhat childish face and asked lightly: "Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to be a traveler? You have to eat this meal with blood!"
"for money."
Ning Fan said honestly.
Lin Chuan smiled: "A top student from the academy like you shouldn't give such a utilitarian answer, right?"
"Then what should I say?"
Ning Fan tilted his head: "In order to eliminate the dangers outside the area and protect the peace of Area F32, am I willing to die with my body and brains shattered?"
"Isn't this the standard answer?"
"This is the standard answer to show off."
Ning Fan looked in the direction of his home: "I don't have that big ambition, and I don't have the ability to make everyone place their hopes on me. I just want the people around me to live healthily, and that's enough."
Lin Chuan did not continue to ask, but patted Ning Fan on the shoulder.
"Everyone who becomes a traveler has his or her own story and reasons for persevering. You are not a special one."
Lin Chuan said solemnly: "God will not be tolerant to you because of your determination, let alone the monsters in the wild! Therefore, if you want to achieve your goal, the only one you can rely on is yourself."
"I understand, Captain."
"You don't need to call me captain, we are all wild dogs who stick together to beg for food. Just like Huizi, call me Brother Chuan!"
"Okay, Brother Chuan."
Six p.m.
Seven people have gathered beside the wooden board of [Wild Dog House].
In addition to Ning Fan and Lin Chuan, Huizi also came back after waking up.
There were four other people, three men and one woman.
"Introducing Ning Fan, my new recruit."
Lin Chuan said to everyone.
Ning Fan smiled modestly and said: "We are all seniors. If I do something bad, I hope you will forgive me! I will also try not to cause trouble to you."
"Brother Chuan, when will you leave the area?"
A woman wearing a black leather coat spoke coldly.
No one responded to Ning Fan's joining.
"You can leave after Yang Beihai delivers the goods."
Lin Chuan became serious: "This commission is a level 2 risk mission. The reward is 30,000 sora. It is still the old rule. Leave the name and address of your family before leaving. If anyone dies during the mission, the family can get 5,000 sora." Sora’s settlement fee! All living people, myself included, get paid according to their work! Any questions?”
Others had little reaction.
Ning Fan, on the other hand, felt a little uncomfortable.
Before the task, negotiate a dead price.
The traveler is indeed making money with his head hanging on his belt.
"Level 2 risk entrustment?"
Huizi questioned: "Didn't you say we would send it to Area F27? We have walked this stretch of road more than a dozen times. Where is the level 2 risk?"
"Yang Beihai said that the value of this batch of goods is very high. The reason why he gave level 2 risk remuneration is to tell us that the goods are worth more than our lives!"
As soon as Lin Chuan finished answering, a rumbling sound came from the inner area.
A vehicle with a broken iron shell that was haphazardly put together was approaching.
Even if you say this is a car, the car won’t be happy.
This is the lower city.
[The Road of Gifts] Whatever is thrown down, they use it.
No one knows how to maximize the use of waste better than the people from downtown.
"Captain Lin! Thank you for your hard work this time!"
After the car stopped, a big bald man with a sinister face jumped out: "It's still the same old rules. If I lend you the car, if it breaks down on the road, it will be calculated as 5,000 sola, and it will be deducted from your commission when you come back."
"OK."
Lin Chuan looked at the car: "Where is the goods inside?"
"here I am."
The bald man looked a little more serious: "Captain Lin! This commission can only succeed, not fail! In Area F32, you are the ones I trust most! Don't ruin your reputation!"
"No one in this industry can say that a commission is 100% successful."
Lin Chuan was quite indifferent: "I can only promise that as long as there are still alive puppies in [Wild Dog Home], I will definitely deliver this batch of goods to you."
"Okay! With your words, I feel relieved."
The bald man smiled with peace of mind.
Lin Chuan didn't exchange too many greetings with the bald man, but waved his arm: "You bastards, get in the car! Let's get rich!"
Ning Fan thought about his conversation with Lin Chuan in the afternoon.
Lin Chuan said that Ning Fan could choose whether to go on this mission.
If he was not mentally prepared to leave the area yet, he could give Ning Fan some buffering time.
Ning Fan did not hesitate.
He had prepared it a month ago.
After getting into the car with everyone, Ning Fan found that although the car looked quite shabby, the space inside was quite large.
With seven of them seated, there is quite a lot of room left.
Huizi sat in the driver's seat, started the car, and came to a huge iron door.
"Brother Chuan, do you have another mission?"
The guard in front of the door greeted Lin Chuan familiarly.
After a few polite words, Ning Fan saw Lin Chuan secretly stuffing a thousand solas into the guard's arms, and the guard happily hid it in his arms, and then ordered his men to open the iron door.
There was a creaking and friction sound, and the iron door was opened a crack.
This gap was just big enough for the car Ning Fan was in to pass through.
Outside the area...
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 time.
In front of him was an environment of almost complete darkness.
Before Ning Fan could adapt, a cry came from the car window.
"Help me! Please help me! I'll give you a thousand solas!"
Ning Fan was startled.
Look out the window.
I saw a man with almost all his hands and feet broken off, covered in blood, squirming toward the door.
Snapped!
A big hand patted Ning Fan on the shoulder.
"Welcome to hell, little pup."
