Ning An's Wild Wish System

"That’s definitely a legitimate landlord!"

Before entering, a middle-aged man’s voice, somewhat hoarse, could be heard.

Accompanied by the sound of chairs and tables clashing, it seemed the conversation inside was quite unpleasant.

When Zhao Yamei walked in, the intermediary tightly gripping the tenant sighed in relief.

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

The intermediary pulled the lead person forward without hesitation, and Zhao Yamei felt darkness descend upon her as a shadow instantly covered her view.

Upon seeing the figure clearly, not just Zhao Yamei, but also the livestream’s audience felt as if darkness had fallen.

"What’s going on here? Is this cosplay? Are you guys sure these are genuine tenants?"

"Eight feet tall, muscular, covered in tattoos, fierce-looking, bald... he doesn’t look legitimate at all!"

"What’s this intermediary doing? Doesn’t he want to stay in this industry anymore? Recommending tenants like this—he’s truly willing to do anything for money."

"..."

Ning An also carefully scrutinized the man in front of him.

According to the system panel info, this big guy should be an arm tattooed brute, and he’s done time.

Yet oddly, no matter how Ning An examined him, he couldn’t see this man as menacingly evil.

Ning An even opened the Dharma Eye to investigate the arm tattooed brute’s Life Chart but could barely detect a hint of gray in it, devoid of any thick darkness.

"That’s strange."

While Ning An was muttering to himself, the intermediary eagerly began introductions.

"Miss Zhao, don’t be intimidated by his appearance; in fact, he’s a good person."

"Years ago, his wife disappeared, leading him to be suspected as the murderer, which confined him for 11 years. But recently, the police found out his wife had run away, and he was finally released."

The intermediary spoke while pulling another gloomy younger brother over.

"And this one—honestly, he’s also quite pitiable."

"Despite his current look, he got caught up in a rape-slash-murder case years ago in a moment of panic, reporting it to the police, only to be mistaken as a suspect and released after nine years."

The intermediary then placed his hand on another person, a hunched old man.

"His name is Zhao Zuohai; he quarreled with villagers back then, and when a villager went missing, he was identified as a suspect."

"Like the previous two, he was also wrongfully accused; however, his plight is slightly worse."

The hunched old man swayed a bit yet still didn’t lift his head, only laughing hoarsely, with an unspeakable sarcasm in his tone:

"What’s bad or not bad, it’s just a grand memory restoration technique, isn’t it? In the end, they also paid compensation, haha."

The live-stream audience couldn’t hold back any longer after hearing this.

"Damn! This intermediary seems to have some skills; these tenants might not seem reliable, but maybe they’re acceptable?"

"So these three people’s cases were actually wrongful accusations from back then?!"

"I don’t know about the old man, but I’ve certainly heard of the heavily tattooed brute and the gloomy younger brother’s cases; they were just too sensational."

"I’ve heard the cases couldn’t be solved back then or maybe the suspects had powerful backers, leading to them being mistakenly accused."

"Isn’t that the truth? Later, perhaps the investigators fell out, and they were finally exonerated; if I recall correctly, the headlines on media and newspapers back then were ’justice delayed but delivered,’ fooling nobody."

"Dude, what do you think we are? Aren’t we just nobodies?"

"..."

After introducing them, the intermediary sighed, "They were originally ordinary people; becoming like this wasn’t their choice, but due to circumstances."

Initially hesitant, Zhao Yamei instantly made up her mind.

Not only did she quickly sign the agreement, but she also generously waived the utilities.

She had only one request—

That they move in immediately and help her deal with a troublesome neighbor to vent her anger!

...

These men just came out not long ago and hardly had any belongings.

Once the agreement was signed, they just directly took their modest luggage and moved into their new home.

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

While watching a nearby hotel, Zhao Yamei mused aloud.

She had never thought before of renting her house and staying in a hotel herself.

Nor had she envisioned renting to three men, especially those just released from incarceration.

Ning An, watching the three receding backs, had mentally scripted a dramatic play, said with a smile, "To deal with riffraff and scoundrels, this is the best method; the soft fear the strong, the strong fear the tough, and the tough fear the reckless."

Zhao Yamei mused, "Right, these three were all wrongfully accused, but they were still released from prison."

"Even if they were essentially good, spending years in prison would corrupt anyone. They’re not going to finish off my erratic neighbor, are they?"

In Zhao Yamei’s mind, she’d already envisioned the erratic neighbor coming to provoke, followed by her three tenants clashing with him, leading to a chaotic confrontation.

"They wouldn’t, right? Shouldn’t they be restrained?"

"I just wanted them to help teach him a lesson; they won’t misunderstand, will they?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yamei hurried home, feeling she needed to clarify the boundaries with them again.