Ning An's Wild Wish System

"That’s definitely a legitimate landlord!"

Before even entering, you can hear the somewhat hoarse voice of a middle-aged man.

At the same time, there is the sound of tables and chairs shaking, as if the conversation inside is not going well.

As Zhao Yamei entered, the intermediary holding onto the tenant tightly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, look, I’m not lying, the landlord is here."

Without further ado, the intermediary directly pulled the man in charge up front, and Zhao Yamei only felt a shadow engulfing her vision.

Once everyone got a clear look, not only Zhao Yamei but also the live viewers felt the world get darker.

"What is this? Cosplay? Are you sure this is a legitimate renter?"

"Eight feet tall, muscular, full of tattoos, fierce-looking, bald... This doesn’t look like a legitimate person at all!"

"What’s this intermediary up to? Doesn’t he want to work in this field anymore? Recommending such tenants, he’ll do anything for money."

"..."

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

According to the system panel, this big guy should be the tattooed strongman, and he’s done time before.

But strangely, no matter how Ning An looked, he couldn’t see him as a dangerously evil person.

Even when Ning An opened the Dharma Eye to peer into the tattooed strongman’s Life Chart, he still couldn’t see any dense black in his fate, only a couple of lines of gray at most.

"Strange indeed."

While Ning An was pondering this, the intermediary enthusiastically introduced the man.

"Miss Zhao, don’t be scared by his appearance. In fact, he’s a good person."

"Years ago, his wife disappeared, and it was believed he was the killer. He was locked up for 11 years before the police figured out his wife had simply run away, and he was only released recently."

The intermediary continued speaking and brought over another gloomy younger brother.

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

"He was just like this when he encountered a murder case years ago. He called the police out of goodwill and got mistaken for the culprit, only being released after nine years."

The intermediary then laid a hand on another person, an elderly man with a hunched back.

"His name is Zhao Zhuohai. He had a verbal argument with villagers, and later when the villagers disappeared, he was identified as a suspect."

"Like the other two, he was wrongfully accused. But his experience was somewhat harsher."

The hunched old man staggered slightly but still did not lift his head, just laughed hoarsely with an air of irony:

"What’s so harsh about it? Merely a big memory restoration trick, and in the end, the authorities paid compensation, didn’t they, haha."

The live viewers couldn’t hold back anymore upon hearing this.

"Damn! This intermediary seems to have some skills. These tenants, although unreliable at first glance, seem acceptable?"

"Does that mean the cases involving these three were all misjudgments from back then?!"

"I’m not sure about the old man, but I’ve definitely heard the stories of the tattooed strongman and the gloomy younger brother, as those cases were infamous."

"I’ve heard it was because those cases couldn’t be solved back then, or the suspects had backing; through sheer coincidence, they became suspects."

"Exactly. Later, perhaps the operatives in charge were replaced, so their injustices were redressed. If I’m not mistaken, the headlines in the papers used to say something like ’Justice may be delayed but it will never vanish.’

"Haha, delayed justice is still justice? Just fooling us."

"Bro, in the eyes of those people, aren’t we just the ghosts?"

"..."

After introducing them, the intermediary sighed: "They were ordinary folks, shaped into what they are due to their environment."

Zhao Yamei, who was initially hesitant, decided in a flash.

Not only did she swiftly sign the contract, but she also generously waived the utilities.

She only had one request—

That they move in immediately and help her teach a lesson to her troublesome neighbor!

...

Since these people hadn’t been out long, they didn’t have much luggage.

Right after the contract was signed, they took what little belongings they had and moved into their new home.

"Little Daoist, do you think having them move in will make a difference?"

Zhao Yamei mused while looking at the hotels nearby.

She had never thought of renting out her house and staying at a hotel herself.

Even more, she never imagined renting to three men who had just been released from prison.

Ning An watched the three men walk away, his mind playing out a dramatic scenario, and he smiled as he spoke: "To deal with bullies, that’s the best way. The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the rogue, the rogue fear the fearless."

Zhao Yamei pondered: "Right, these three may have been wronged, but they did come out of prison."

"But even if they’re inherently good, spending years in that prison environment, even a good person might be tainted. They won’t end up killing my crazy neighbor, will they?"

In Zhao Yamei’s mind, she envisioned her crazy neighbor provoking, and her three tenants getting into a dispute that ends up with knives drawn.

"They won’t, right? Shouldn’t be, they should act with some restraint."

"I just want them to help teach a lesson; they shouldn’t misunderstand, should they?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yamei hurried home, feeling that she needed to clarify the extent to them.