Ning An's Wild Wish System

"He is definitely a legitimate landlord!"

Before entering, one could hear the slightly hoarse voice of a middle-aged man shouting.

Simultaneously, there were sounds of tables and chairs shaking, as if the conversation inside was quite unpleasant.

When Zhao Yamei walked in, the broker who was tightly gripping a tenant sighed in relief.

"Bro, see, I wasn’t lying to you, the landlord is here."

Without a word, the broker pulled the leading figure forward, and Zhao Yamei felt as though the sky turned black, as a shadow instantly enveloped her vision.

Upon seeing the figure clearly, not only Zhao Yamei, but the viewers in the livestream room also felt the sky was dark.

"What’s going on? Is this some kind of cosplay? Are you sure they’re legitimate tenants?"

"Eight feet tall, big guy, covered in tattoos, ferocious looking, bald... This doesn’t look like a decent person at all!"

"What’s this broker doing? Does he not want to work in this industry anymore? Suggesting such tenants, he’ll do anything for money."

"..."

Ning An also carefully observed the person in front of him.

According to the system’s panel information, this big guy should be the tattooed muscle man who’s done time.

But strangely, no matter how Ning An looked, he couldn’t see any signs of him being a ruthless person.

He even opened the Dharma Eye to probe the muscle man’s Life Chart, but couldn’t find any intense blackness in it, just a couple of gray streaks at most.

"That’s strange."

Ning An was puzzled, while the broker had already enthusiastically started introducing.

"Miss Zhao, don’t be fooled by his intimidating appearance, he’s actually a good person."

"Back in the day, his wife disappeared, he was thought to have killed her, served 11 years, and only recently was cleared by the police when they discovered his wife had run away."

The broker added, pulling in the Gloomy Younger Brother.

"And this one, frankly speaking, he’s also a pitiful person."

"Don’t be fooled by his current look, he reported a case back then, but somehow became suspect, and spent nine years locked up before being released."

Then the broker placed his hand on another person, a hunched old man.

"He is Zhao Zuo Hai, previously had a quarrel with villagers, then they vanished, making him a suspect."

"Like the previous two, he was also wrongfully accused, but his situation was more tragic."

The hunched old man trembled, yet didn’t lift his head, only chuckled hoarsely, with an indescribable irony:

"Tragic or not, it’s all just a matter of recalling memories, and they ended up compensating anyway, hehe."

Listeners in the livestream couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Damn! This broker seems to have a knack, these tenants, though unreliable, are somewhat acceptable?"

"So the cases involving these three are instances of wrongful accusations from back in the day?!"

"I’m not sure about that old man, but I’ve heard of the tattooed muscle man and the Gloomy Younger Brother’s cases; they were quite sensational."

"It was said the cases were unsolvable, or the suspects were backed by someone powerful, resulting in them being deemed suspects by mistake."

"Exactly, later on, when the responsible ones were removed, they were vindicated. If I remember correctly, media headlines read as something quite off and misleading."

"Dude, what do you think we are? Aren’t we just those being fooled?"

"..."

After introducing them, the broker sighed: "They were ordinary people; their current state is due to circumstances."

Zhao Yamei, initially hesitant, promptly made up her mind.

Not only did she quickly sign the agreement, but she also waived water and electricity charges with a grand gesture.

Her sole requirement—

They must move in immediately and help her deal with the crazy neighbor, venting her frustrations!

...

The few of them had recently come out, with barely any luggage.

After the agreement was signed, they immediately dragged their few belongings and headed to their new home.

"Little Daoist, do you think them moving in will help?"

Zhao Yamei pondered while eyeing nearby hotels.

She hadn’t previously considered renting out her own house, opting to stay in a hotel.

Nor did she imagine she’d rent to three men, especially ones fresh out of prison.

Ning An watched as the three figures faded into the distance, secretly amused, and said: "To deal with ruffians, this is the best way; the soft fear the hard, the hard fear the tough, the tough fear those who abandon all care."

Zhao Yamei was thoughtful: "True, these three were wrongfully accused, but they did come out of prison."

"Even if they’re inherently good, spending years in such a place may change anyone. Hope they won’t just get rid of my crazy neighbor."

In Zhao Yamei’s mind, she imagined the crazy neighbor provoking them, then her three tenants engaging in a fierce dispute, ending dramatically.

"They probably won’t, I hope they won’t go too far."

"I just want them to teach a lesson, hopefully, they won’t misinterpret."

As she thought about it, Zhao Yamei hurried home, feeling that she needed to clarify the limits with them.