The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Chapter 17: continue?

Chapter 17: continue?

Early the next morning, Ning Xi took Ning Yi and Ning Er out of the house in good spirits.

Ning Yi and Ning Er did not hide this time, but followed behind Ning Xi.

"How about the bodyguards this king asked you to choose?" Ning Xi asked lazily as he walked.

Ning Yi replied respectfully: "Reporting to the master, the subordinates have already selected 200 people, and I plan to observe them for another half a month, and then select 100 people from them and send them to the palace."

"You did a good job." Ning Xi was very satisfied with Ning Qi's Eighteen Guards. She was loyal, easy to use, and each had their own strengths. Most importantly, she never tried to challenge her patience.

Ning Yi was still very respectful, "Master's orders and subordinates should do their best to fulfill them."

Although the master was more kind and reliable than before after waking up, the invisible aura shocked them all, so they were more attentive to Ning Xi's instructions.

When they got to the door, the carriage had already stopped by the roadside. Ning Xi waved to the two of them, "Come up together."

Ning Yi and Ning Er looked at each other in surprise, but they didn't expect the little prince to ride in the same carriage with them.

I don't know why, some subtle changes occurred in my heart, I habitually obey, "Yes!"

After getting in the car, Ning Xi leaned lazily on the snow-white fox fur chair and took the sour plum soup specially made in autumn.

It was summer and the weather was hot, so there were two ice basins in the carriage.

Ning Yi and Ning Er sat down in two positions near the carriage door, quickly swept the carriage, and found that the interior was very complete and luxurious.

Ning Xi leaned back on the soft chair, Qiu smiled and stood up to massage her shoulders and legs.

Ning Yi and Ning Er couldn't help but sigh, their master really enjoyed it so much, and this playful nature seemed to be aggravated again.

Eat the best, live the best, use the best, play the best, Ningxi will be a hedonist in the future world.

Anyway, she will never wrong herself. After coming here, with such a noble status, it is naturally impossible to give up the usual principles of conduct.

"Are you familiar with the slave market?" Ning Xi took a sip of the chilled sour plum soup, expressing his liking for the autumn craftsmanship. The food in this world is much more delicious than in the future world.

"The secret reporting organizations under the Eighteen Guards of Ning Qi all need to train their own people. Every year, their subordinates go to the slave market to select people and train them secretly." Ning Yi said truthfully.

It was only then that Ning Xi remembered that the Eighteenth Guard of Ning Qi indeed had a secret reporting organization, which was specially used to inquire about the internal information of Yin Country and the intelligence of the enemy country.

However, in the past, the original body used all this secret reporting organization on Jing Feng, specifically to inquire about all the information he wanted.

Ning Xi rubbed the glass, "How many spies are there in the secret reporting organization now?"

When Ning heard her question, he couldn't help but sighed, "Last time, for Jing Sanshao to investigate Ziguo's news, the people who reported the organization basically lost 60%."

Ning Xi frowned, feeling that he beat Jing Feng a little earlier.

"Let's take a look today, and buy it when you meet the right person. The secret reporting organization can't shrink, it's better to grow it."

Ningxi paused and said, "If you need money or material support, even if you speak up, this king will be satisfied."

"Then the master ordered to continue inquiring about Ziguo's information for Jing Sanshao, will you continue?" Ning Yi asked cautiously.

In fact, it doesn't matter if they go to inquire. After all, this is a mission, but the news that they have worked so hard to inquire about will be sent to King Jing's mansion to cater to Jing Sanshao, who is not appreciative at all. After all, it was in exchange for the life of the undercover detectives they had finally cultivated.