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Chapter 171 Maybe it's fate

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Wang Wen's reaction made Qin Dongbei very shocked.

His one-on-one challenge was originally a scene. It was embarrassing to come over to block the road and catch people in a blink of an eye. If you don’t say some scenes, why should you be the boss?

A person who is a normal person should be silent and happy after listening to the scene, right?

If it really doesn't work, it's okay to make a fool of yourself back and forth!

Why do you look eager to try?

Is it crazy???

Qin Dongbei was shocked.

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away!

Halfway through, he turned his head and ordered the three people beside him solemnly: "What's wrong with this Wang Wen! Send all the forces to investigate carefully. I want to know clearly how many grains of rice he eats every day! See what makes him, who is only three hundred layers, so fearless!"

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

Looking at Tiansheng and others who were gradually disappearing from their sight, a trace of undetectable regret flashed through Wang Wen's eyes.

He is not sure enough to take Tiansheng into a pot.

After all, the first time in two lifetimes, the speculation that the strength exceeds 600 levels is only based on the judgment based on experience. After all, there has been no actual test, and no one knows what the final result will be. Can't the son of destiny encounter a lot of opportunities?

Be cautious in life.

Don’t laugh if you don’t have money in your pocket, don’t put away the knife if you don’t have a deep death.

Wang Wen may not be afraid that the other party will come to him, but he cannot take the initiative to rush forward and fight.

Pulling and fighting alone and crushing and destroying are two different things.

Therefore, he could only watch Qin Dongbei leave with regret and despise the other party's actions that he could not do.

The five-member group of the First Consortium next to him came to the front.

He looked at Wang Wen curiously.

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

The leader of the five-man group was slightly stunned, and his expression became even more curious: "Do you know me?"

Wang Wen laughed quietly and said, "There are only a few top tower climbers. Even if you haven't seen them, you should have heard of them. The famous top team of the First Consortium has been admired for a long time. It is a great honor to finally see the real person today."

Captain Lu did not respond and smiled strangely.

As soon as I opened my mouth, I looked at myself and said hello. It was obviously very certain that I was, and it was not as simple as just admiring me.

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

About this.

Wang Wen himself was also a little confused.

It is normal for him to have a deep affection for Gu Jianbing, after all, the emotions he had in his previous life remained.

But it was not normal for Gu Jianbing to have such unusual care for him. According to the historical trajectory, the two did not know each other during the college period.

"Maybe it's fate."

This is the answer Wang Wen gave to Captain Lu.

The two sides said goodbye.

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

Finally arrived outside the portal in the sixth area.

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

More than half an hour later.

The car stopped.

The driver said to him politely: "You can get off the car and take a walk if you are not far away from your destination. The slum road ahead is not easy to walk and there is no business. I can give you some money."

Wang Wen looked at the "31" displayed on the meter and said to the driver politely: "Okay, if you spend less money, then wipe off the fractions. I'll transfer you 3 points."

The taxi driver was stunned by his logic, and only felt that the fraction was really clean.

Check out and get off the car.

Of course, it's a joke.

Wang Wen actually paid 31.415926 points.

Now that automated vehicles are becoming more and more popular, there are fewer and fewer real-life drivers. Such rare protected animals deserve more care.

He took the car door and walked into the slum ahead.

The road here is really not easy to walk.

The road surface was uneven, and a lot of cement was broken, revealing the sand and soil underneath.

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

This is not.

It happened to be like passing by a thin black man who was playing selfies with a mobile phone. He heard him say to the camera of the phone: "Hello everyone, I am Brother Shenxu. Today I received another 100 points from Leng Jiao Laotie. I am very strong! I originally planned to go to work but I didn't go there anymore. As young people, I work to make a living. Why do I still have to work if I have food to eat? Oli just finished it!"

Wang Wen turned his head in surprise, wanting to see which master saw life so thoroughly.

As a result, the brother Shenxu only left a thin back that was gradually moving away.

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

He didn't have the chance to come in his previous life. Even if he was poor in his college years, his parents had enough savings left by his parents until graduation. He could already enter the world tower and climb to more than 20 floors to earn some pocket money. After graduation, he joined the First Consortium and had no worries about food and clothing.

Even if the ancient man occasionally talked about his hometown in a slum, he would not have the chance to go there.

After all, Gu Jianbing did not leave the First Consortium at that time and worked diligently until his death.

The word "money" rarely makes Wang Wen's trouble.

I don’t understand why there is such a group of people in the world who would rather stay in a hopeless slum and live and wait for death than enter the world to make a fortune?

As the brother of Shenxiao who had just passed by said, why do you have to work if you have food to eat?

Wang Wen could not understand this profound philosophy of great principles.

Wang Wen thought while walking.

Soon I came to my hometown where Gu Jianbing had said many times in my memory.

This is a sparsely populated suburb.

Not far away, the dry riverbed was covered with weeds, mosquitoes and flies everywhere, and groups of dense flying insects hovered above their heads.

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 stairs and raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

An old voice came from inside: "The door is not locked, go in by yourself."

He reached out and pushed the wooden door creaked open.

It was an old but relatively neat little yard, and an old man with a hunched back was sitting next to a stone table holding a big bowl of noodles.

See Wang Wen.

The old man's eyes paused significantly.

Then he greeted, "Have you eaten? I still serve myself in the pot."

Wang Wen walked into a dark stone kitchen on the side following the direction of the old man's finger, opened the lid of the big pot, took a few chopsticks, put the noodles into an equally large bowl.

I returned to the yard with the bowl, sat at the stone table, and ate a bowl of white water noodles with only a little salt and no oil.

Don't say it.

I haven't had a serious meal in several days.

When I first tasted such a powerful hand-rolled noodles, it was quite fragrant.

Wang Wen was sweating profusely after chewing.

After eating the noodles, I put down the bowl, let out a long breath, and felt comfortable all over.

Gu saw Bing squinting at him, smiling: "It's not like pretending. With your ability, you will not lack delicacies. It's rare that you can eat such a bowl of white noodles so fragrant. You kid will always show that people like it."
Chapter completed!
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