Swordsman for rent, on call
Luo Heng inherited a sect's legacy and came with three ancient flying swords.
The price is - he became a pauper.
The mortgage cannot be repaid, the credit card has been frozen, and even the medicine shop cannot get credit for medicines.
Looking at the only thirty-seven yuan left in his bank card, Luo Heng registered an account on the online ride-hailing platform. From then on, a broken taxi shuttled through the city night, with a black sword hanging on the rearview mirror.
When the rich second-generation drag racing party was watching the sunrise on Tianshan Mountain, their luxury car was being pushed down the mountain road by Luo Heng's taxi.
When the cross-border killer group was chasing their prey in the dense forest, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky and nailed them to the old tree in front of the waterfall.
When the daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan was pulled into a dark alley in the middle of the night, a car light suddenly came from the alleyway - a young man sitting in the taxi with a lollipop in his mouth was honking the horn slowly.
[Jianxian delivers takeout, and it's useless for customers to leave negative reviews. After all, Feijian will not take orders from the system.
