Returning From Level 900

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Chapter 171 Maybe it's fate

Qin Dongbei was taken aback by Wang Wen's reaction.

His one-on-one fight was originally a scene, and it would be embarrassing to come over to block the road and arrest people in a blink of an eye, and it would be embarrassing to retreat.

Shouldn't a reasonable and normal person be silent and gleeful after listening to the scene?

It's really not good to be ironic, and it's OK to make a round of sarcasm!

Why are you looking so eager to try?

Neuropathy? ? ?

Qin Dongbei was shocked.

Turn around and run without a word!

In the middle of the road, he turned his head to the three people beside him and said solemnly: "This Wang Wen is very wrong! Send all the forces to investigate carefully, I want to know how many grains of rice he eats every day! Let's see what makes He is so fearless at the 300th floor!"

The three looked at each other suspiciously, and looked back at Wang Wen, who was getting farther and farther away, with puzzled eyes, but they still chose to follow Qin Dongbei's instructions.

Looking at the Tiansheng people gradually disappearing from the field of vision, Wang Wen's eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible regret.

He is not yet fully confident that Tiansheng will be served in one pot.

After all, it is the first time in two lifetimes to break through three things, and the speculation that the strength exceeds 600 layers is only a judgment based on experience. After all, it has not been tested in actual combat, and no one knows what the final result will be. Woolen cloth?

Be cautious.

Don't laugh if you don't have money in your pocket, and don't put your knife away if you're not dead.

Wang Wen can't be afraid that the other party will come to the door, but he can't take the initiative to rush to the front.

Pulling a duel and crushing a group are two different things.

Therefore, he could only watch Qin Dongbei leave with regret, and express his disdain for the behavior that the other party said he couldn't do.

The five-member group of the first consortium next to them came to the front.

Curiously looked at Wang Wen.

No matter what, these people came to help him after all, Wang Wen politely nodded to the leader and said, "Thank you Captain Lu."

The leader of the five-member group was slightly taken aback, and his expression became more curious: "Do you know me?"

Wang Wen smiled calmly and said: "There are only a few top tower climbers, even if you haven't seen it, you should have heard of it. The famous top team of the First Consortium has admired it for a long time, and it is a great honor to finally meet the real person today. "

Captain Lu didn't follow up, and smiled strangely in his eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he looked directly at himself to say hello, obviously very sure of his identity, this was not as simple as just admiration.

He thought for a while, and said to Wang Wen, "Long Gu admires you very much. I'm very curious. What did you do to make him like this? You even had a big fight with the boss about you."

about this point.

Wang Wen was also a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that it is normal for him to have a "deep love" for Gu Jianbing. After all, his emotions in his previous life are preserved.

But it's not normal for Gu Jianbing to have such unusual love for him. According to the historical trajectory, the two did not know each other during the academy.

"Maybe it's fate."

This is Wang Wen's answer to Captain Lu.

The two sides said goodbye.

Wang Wen transited back and forth through the World Tower portal.

Finally arrived outside the portal of the sixth area.

There is still a long way to go from here to Gu Jianbing's hometown, so he stopped a taxi to go.

Another half hour.

The car stopped.

The master driver said to him politely: "It's only a few steps from the destination, please get out of the car and take a walk. The road ahead is not easy to walk and there is no business. I'll give you less money."

Wang Wen glanced at the "31" displayed on the meter, and said to the driver also politely: "Okay, if you pay less, then erase the fraction, and I will transfer you 3 points."

The taxi driver was taken aback by his logic, only to think that this fraction was really TMD clean.

Check out and get off.

Of course it's a joke.

Wang Wen actually paid 31.415926 points.

Now that automated vehicles are becoming more and more popular, and there are fewer and fewer human drivers, such a rare protected animal deserves more care.

He closed the car door and walked into the slum in front of him.

The road here is really bad.

The road was uneven, and much of the cement was broken, exposing the sand underneath.

The streets are narrow, and walking on the road often feels like passing strangers.

This is not.

I happened to pass by a black and thin man who was taking a selfie with a mobile phone, and heard him say to the camera of the mobile phone: "Hello everyone, I am a kidney deficiency brother, and today I received another hundred points from Lengjiao Laotie as a reward. Points, the strength is very strong! I planned to go to work, but young people, work is to make a living, why do you need to work now that you have food? Ollie is done!"

Wang Wen turned his head in astonishment, wanting to see who the great **** was who saw life so thoroughly.

As a result, the kidney-deficiency brother only left a thin back that gradually drifted away.

After experiencing this scene, Wang Wen's impression of the slums suddenly became mysterious.

He didn't have the chance to come in his last life. No matter how poor he was in college, he still had enough savings left by his parents to last until graduation. Before he graduated, he was able to climb a dozen or 20 floors in the World Tower to earn some pocket money. After graduation, he entered. The No. 1 consortium has no worries about food and clothing.

Even if the old man occasionally talked about his hometown in the slum, he didn't have the chance to go there.

After all, Gu Jianbing did not leave the first consortium at that time, and worked hard until his death.

The word "money" rarely bothers Wang Wen.

I don't even understand why there is such a group of people in the world who would rather stay in a hopeless slum and wait to die, rather than enter the world to get rich and rich?

As the kidney deficiency brother who just passed by said, why do you still need to work when you have food?

Wang Wen could not understand the great truth of this profound philosophy no matter what.

Wang Wen thought while walking.

Soon he came to his hometown where Gu Jianbing had said many times in his memory.

This is a sparsely populated suburb.

Not far away, the dry riverbed was overgrown with weeds, and there were mosquitoes and flies everywhere, and a dense group of small flying insects circled overhead.

It is hard to imagine that the head of the intelligence department of the first consortium would live in such a place.

Wang Wen walked to the front door, stood on the steps, raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

An old voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, go in by yourself."

He reached out and pushed it, and the wooden door creaked open.

Into the eye is an old but tidy small yard, an old man with a stooped back is sitting at a stone table with a large bowl of noodles.

See Wang Wen.

The old man's eyes visibly paused.

Then he greeted: "Have you eaten? There is still one in the pot."

Wang Wen followed the direction of the old man's fingers and walked into a dark stone kitchen on the side~www.wuxiahere.com~ opened the lid of the cauldron, took a few chopsticks and put noodles into a bowl of the same size.

He returned to the courtyard with the bowl in his hand, sat down at the stone table, and snorted with the old man over a bowl of white water noodles with only a little salt and no oil.

Don't say it.

I haven't eaten properly for several days.

At first taste of such strong hand-rolled noodles, it is quite fragrant.

Wang Wen was sweating profusely from chewing.

After taking a big mouthful of noodles, put down the bowl, let out a long breath, and felt comfortable throughout the body.

Gu Jianbing squinted at him from the side, smiling full of smiles: "It's not like pretending, with your ability, you won't be short of delicacies from the mountains and seas, it's rare that such a bowl of white noodles can be eaten so fragrantly, you kid will always make people like it. Performance."

Wang Wen rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, if you knew how I spent the past few days, you wouldn't say such things.