Game of Destiny: This player is different

The waiting time was not long.

Although Ning Wushuang was only in his prime years,

he had traveled with his father from childhood to the south and north, and had developed a sense of cunning.

From the Tiqi's return and leg injuries to his deliberate questioning,

he could guess the trick after a little thought.

"Tsk, you don't have the ability to catch the monster, and you will even fight for the credit of several monsters."

Ning Wushuang, who successfully got rid of the entanglement, walked in the street with his horse.

When he was far away,

he pretended to look back casually and cast contempt in the direction of the South Gate.

It is said that there is a difference only when there is a comparison.

The behavior of Tiqi Lu Jin,

compared with other Wudu guards in the city, is simply a world of difference.

Although none of them could stop the demon cult monster,

they at least really fought head-on.

There is a big difference between not being able to fight and not daring to fight.

Due to the explicit regulations in the city,

non-official personnel were not allowed to ride horses at will,

Ning Wushuang could only lead the red horse on foot to the west.

When he reached the severely damaged area in the city,

he saw the destroyed pavilions and terraces, and the figures of soldiers busy among the rubble,

he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Even Fucheng has become like this, where in the world is the pure land?

Today, the Shahai Gang is in charge, and tomorrow it will be the Sifeng Sword Manor.

The government office does not care and is powerless to manage it.

They only know to collect heavy taxes and oppress the people.

Sometimes they even collude with horse thieves and bandits,

and secretly bring them into the city to plunder gold and silver treasures.

Afterwards, they split the money in half and plan the next cooperation.

The government, gangs, and bandits are rich,

but the people suffer."

She retracted her gaze, led the horse to take a detour,

and turned into the territory of West City from the next street.

When she met a couple holding a child and sobbing beside a collapsed house on the way,

she couldn't bear it and wanted to spend some money.

As a result, when she took out her purse, there was only half a dollar in her pocket,

and this was still a few cents left after a hard trip,

after deducting the expenses.

"I have to pay the rental fee for the horses later,

and I don't know when the next business will be open."

Considering that he would have to live a hungry life if he helped others,

Ning Wushuang sighed secretly and forced himself to move past it.

Do everything within your ability,

which was the catchphrase that his father Ning Renhai often said when he was alive.

But that was just talk,

the former chief escort did not really practice it.

Three years ago, he forcibly took on a large order that was beyond his ability,

in an attempt to make the escort agency famous and powerful in the martial arts world.

However, the more proud he was before leaving, the more embarrassed he was when he came back.

Not only did he lose the darts and the horses,

Ning Renhai's life was saved by a kind person who helped him call a donkey cart to carry him back.

When he got home, he was breathing more than breathing in,

and his neck tilted before he finished three sentences, leaving a mess behind.

After using the hard work accumulated over more than ten years as collateral,

the exhausted Madam Ning also fell ill and looked at Ning Wushuang, who was not yet 18 at the time, with tears in her eyes. She told her husband about her affairs and followed him.

Now the only valuable thing left is the dilapidated old house in Mule Lane, West City.

If it weren't for this house,

Ning Wushuang wouldn't even have a place to stay, let alone reopen the escort agency.

"I must restore the reputation of Fu'an Escort Agency and fulfill my father's wish."

Walking out of Qianlixing Horse Farm, where she rented horses,

she put away the returned land deed and walked towards home with the remaining 300 coins.

After making many detours along the way,

she bought two buckets of rice and finally returned to Mule Lane half an hour later.

"Who are you...?"

When Ning Wushuang saw a black and strong man standing at the door of her house, she asked curiously with a stunned expression.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse.

The strength of Ultraman can be seen from the number of LED lights he has installed.

Qin Nuo is dressed in a shabby and shabby way, and even a fool can see that he is not a business person.

Could it be a beggar who comes to ask for food?

I don't have any money to give you.

Ning Wushuang tightly grasped the rice bag that had not yet been warmed up, with a look of vigilance in her eyes.

She can be kind to ordinary people who have suffered misfortune, but she will not have any mercy on beggars.

Don't look at those ragged guys, who usually walk around the streets, eat at other people's houses, and sleep on the floor bed.

In fact, they have done a lot of stealing and bullying, and can be said to be no different from bandits and thieves.

Wait, that's not right,

Fucheng had a severe crackdown last year,

All the beggars in the city were sent to the mines by the government to dig coal.

Ning Wushuang started brainstorming,

He stared at the dark and strong man with bright eyes, not moving away for a moment.

Qin Nuo didn't know and didn't bother to guess what the other person was thinking,

Time was limited,

He needed to get the approval of the owner of the escort agency as soon as possible,Apply to become a escort.

"Excuse me, is Ning Renhai's chief escort here?"

Qin Nuo pretended to be ignorant,

bowing politely with both hands, and said: "I am Lei Zhenyi from the Lei family in Daping Township.

I have come from afar to visit Chief Escort Ning to ask for something."

As he spoke, he handed over the wrinkled pass.

Ning Wushuang took it suspiciously, and after flipping through it, he did not forget to raise his eyelids to look at it: "Are you... Lei Zhenyi, the only son of Uncle Lei?"

"It's true, it's me."

"Are you coming to my family to be an escort?"

"Yes." Qin Nuo replied straightforwardly, with a hint of urging in his words.

The system only gives 3 hours,

excluding the travel and waiting time, there is less than 1 hour left.

If he can't convince the other party to accept him,

then...he will have to convince him with reason.

After a moment of silence,

Ning Wushuang handed over the pass,

took out the key to unlock the door, and made a gesture of invitation.

In fact, there was nothing to lock, and the things that could be sold inside had already been sold out.

If it weren't for the plaque of the escort agency hanging at the door, others would have thought it was a dilapidated temple.

"Brother Lei, although Uncle Lei and my father had a friendship when they were young,

we haven't been in touch for almost 20 years."

Ning Wushuang led Qin Nuo into the front yard and put the rice bag and cloth bag on the ground.

Then he searched among the bricks and stones in the corner,

find out two porcelain bowls, and scooped a ladle of rootless water from the broken jar in the yard.

"It's not that I don't want to accept it, but..."

She handed over a bowl of water, looking embarrassed: "You have seen the situation of the escort agency."

The implication was,

I can't make ends meet myself, and I really don't have extra money to feed another mouth.

"Understood."

Qin Nuo nodded in understanding, and after taking the porcelain bowl, he didn't drink it,

but held the bottom of the bowl with one finger, and spun it quickly as a fidget spinner.

The bowl turned very fast and was held very steadily.

Under the dual influence of rotational force and gravity, the rootless water formed a counterclockwise vortex.

Qin Nuo turned the porcelain bowl,

but his eyes scanned left and right, and he walked slowly: "But I have come a long way,

I must meet Chief Escort Ning before I leave, otherwise it would be impolite?"

Ning Wushuang stared at Qin Nuo's dark and thick fingers with bulging veins.

He couldn't help but secretly smack his lips,

thinking that this distant relative who suddenly appeared was quite skilled,

Guang Lu's skills,

could not be explained by simple and superficial skills.