Chapter 1281

"Manager Huang, take up the contract!"

An min sat in a wide soft chair and looked at the planter in front of him.

He is not afraid that these people will not compromise or do nothing, because an min despises these people who come to farm in order to enter the city of creation on earth.

In his opinion, he came to farm because of the force of life. He had no choice but to make such a bad decision. People with real skills don't need to farm at all. Their cultivation has something to do with it. Naturally, they can enter the city of creation on earth.

There's no need to be polite to Dalits.

This is the way to reassure the people.

You look at me, I look at you, and then look at the black and white contract and cold shackles. No one comes forward.

I used to follow the Yang family. Although it was hard, I was at least a person.

Now an min appears, but they are not even human.

Who can bear it.

Many tough tempered warriors turned around and left without discussion at all.

In their view, starvation is a small thing, but there is a big breach of integrity. What are you doing alive without dignity? What's the significance of entering the human creation city.

Anyway, there are monsters and wild fruits in the wild. You can't die of hunger.

"Young master, half the people have gone!"

Manager Huang frowned, and the resistance was much greater than he thought.

An Min said with a grim smile, "it doesn't matter. Let them go. These dogs will come back when they are very hungry!"

Manager Huang nodded. Since an min had said it, he naturally didn't dare to say anything.

The rest of the warriors showed hesitation, and they fought with heaven and man in their hearts.

It is impossible to say that they are not angry, but once this contract is signed, they really can't be people.

Hesitation and entanglement are intertwined in their hearts.

An min yawned, lazily stood up and said, "manager Huang, clean up and go back!"

"Ah, young master, no one has come to sign up!"

Manager Huang was stunned. How long has it been? At most two incense sticks. An min is going back?

An min glanced coldly at the growers and said, "I'm still too kind to them. I gave them too much time to think. Remember these people's faces. I'll come back at this time tomorrow. It's still time for two incense sticks. If you don't sign the contract, don't sign it forever. Go and be a savage in the forest!"

"Go!"

Manager Huang didn't dare to neglect. At the command, hundreds of martial artists settled down and returned to an's house with their things.

At this time, the remaining fighters gathered together and looked at a man.

"Brother Han, what shall we do?"

"Yes, brother Han, if this goes on, we will all starve to death!"

"I thought that when an min came, our life would be better, but I didn't think he was such an animal! If we signed a contract, we wouldn't be able to look up all our life!"

In the voices of everyone, Xiao Han came out, and his face was also very ugly.

"Everybody stop arguing! Anmin deceives people too much. I can't sign a contract!"

Xiao Han said firmly.

But immediately a warrior shouted.

"But if we don't sign a contract and have a small meal, we will never have a chance to enter the human creation city again!"

"Yes, in fact, if you think about it, eight years is not an unacceptable time!"

"Although there is no dignity, it's better to eat enough and live on your knees than to die hungry!"

Xiao Han glared at these warriors and said, "do you still have human dignity? After you sign the contract this time, an min will put forward more excessive requirements next time? What about us and make further concessions?"

"This is the problem of the bottom line. It is absolutely impossible to make concessions!"

Those who held opposing voices looked at each other, blushed and lowered their heads.

Xiao Han said coldly, "look at what you mean, you must give in at the feet of an min!"

"Well, in that case, different roads don't work together. Those who want to follow me to make a living stand on the left. Those who don't want to go and those who want to be dogs stand on the right!"

With that, little Han Da stepped to the left.

Many warriors with a trace of blood in their chest also followed Xiao Han.

There were about thirty or forty people left standing in place. Many faces were full of hesitation. They seemed to want to go and couldn't move their legs.

Xiao Han looked coldly at those martial artists who stayed, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

"Good. Let's go. Congratulations on being a dog!"

The voice fell, and Xiao Han left Lingtian with the warrior who was unwilling to give in.

The warriors who stayed in place looked at each other.

"Brother Han is gone. What should we do?"

"Yes, we are all here. What else can we do? Go and settle down!"

"Sign the contract as soon as possible and find a meal first!"

In the words of no retreat, the warriors walked to the place where an Fu was located.

They knocked on the door of the house, and then an Jiawu leaned out his head and said coldly, "what's the matter with you!"

The leader of the martial arts said in a low voice: "please let me know that we are all martial arts growers and come to sign a contract!"

An Jiawu glanced at these warriors disdainfully, and then said lazily, "wait!"

Then he slammed the door shut.

Soon, the anjiawu appeared in an min's room.

"Young master, you are wise. Sure enough, these warriors are all soft bones and a group of dogs without bones!"

Manager Huang said with a flattering smile.

An Min said with a grim smile: "these so-called military growers are born in poverty. They don't exist for a mouthful of food, etiquette, righteousness and shame. Follow me and eat a mouthful of rice. If they don't follow me, they can only starve to death alive!"

He waved and said, "manager Huang, let the dogs sign the contract, and then give them seeds to work immediately!"

"Yes, young master!"

Manager Huang hurried away.

An min, with a glass of wine in his spare time, stood in front of the window and looked at the mountainside of Lingshan surrounded by clouds.

"Next, I'll wait for elder Mozi Xingyun to get rid of those garbage! Hehe..."

In the ferocious laughter, an min's was as frightening as a devil.

At this time, on the mountainside, Xiao Han appeared at the edge of the golden spirit field with all the warriors.

The figure flashed and the leaf fire appeared.

"Stop, who are you? What do you want to do here?"

Xiao Han immediately bowed and said, "we are all martial artists planted at the foot of the mountain. We have met Ye Shao. If you want to work with Ye Shao, can you give us a bowl of rice!"

"Huh?"

Ye Huo frowned.