"Well, what else I have to do here? I'll go and see it later. When do you start working? You has the final say!" Yi Feng said faintly.

"Yes."

The three nodded respectfully and gratefully, scrambled to take the thing they wanted, held it tightly in their arms, and then walked towards the back of the martial arts school.

Seeing the three men leave, Yi Feng looks at Lu Dasheng again.

Eyebrows, tightly wrinkled.

Although he is usually magnanimous, he is not necessarily an honest man. He will never let go of such people who come to make trouble at first sight.

With Yi Feng frowning, Lu Dasheng immediately felt an invisible pressure attacking him, making him unable to lift half his strength.

In his opinion, this kind of pressure is more terrible than the black robed man under Yi Feng's feet. Maybe it's not so direct, but this kind of pressure is like innate and cross-dimensional pressure!

For a moment, he crawled on the ground and dared not move.

"Say, what the hell are you doing here?" Yi Feng said in a deep voice.

"I, I, I..."

Lu Dasheng's face was ugly. When he was stuttering, his eyes suddenly brightened and he hurriedly said, "Sir, I also heard that your land needs to be reclaimed, so I'm also here to ask you if you want to do something."

"Are you here to find something to do?" Yi Feng looked at Lu Dasheng and asked with half confidence.

"Yes, I'm really looking for something to do!" Seeing Yi Feng, Lu Dasheng seemed to believe his words. It was like grasping a life-saving straw. He quickly and sincerely said, "I'm really here to do things. You must believe it. I like to joke. I just joked with you."

Looking at Lu Dasheng's sincere appearance, Yi Feng also believed it for some points.

Although this recognition seems crazy and unreliable, he did tell many neighbors about it before. These days, it's not easy for low-level people to live. In order to make a living, where do you hear something to do? Don't you break your scalp?

What's more, is it a good owner like him?

When you think about it again, Yi Feng can't think of what he has to do with himself. It seems unreasonable to say that he came to make trouble.

"Since you're here to work, stop kneeling on the ground." Yi Feng looked at him and said, "but in the future, it's better not to play this suspicious joke."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Hearing what Yi Feng said, Lu Dasheng quickly got up from the ground and showed a relieved look.

At the same time, he thought of the opportunity of the three wuzongs just now. His eyes flashed and a calculation appeared in his heart, so he hurriedly said: "Sir, I came in the same hurry as the three, and I didn't bring anything with me. See?"

"I have some things here, but you can see that there are already people who open up wasteland. If there is a shortage of people, there is only one special job to do. Are you sure you can do it?" Yi Feng looked up and down at Lu Dasheng and said.

"Capable, capable, capable of any job."

Lu Dasheng said hurriedly, especially when he heard Yi Feng say to give things directly, it was extremely urgent.

At the same time, there was a trace of pride in my heart.

Life is really changeable. I never know what will happen in the next moment, and I, Lu Dasheng, deserve to be the first herbalist in Nansha. I even call myself a strategist!

You see, the current crisis has not only been solved, but may also be able to get a good opportunity from this man!

Holy goods, that's holy goods!

Compared with the treasure of this holy product, what are the two storage rings he lost!

At the thought of this, Lu Dasheng was so happy that he couldn't help shouting 666 for his resourcefulness!

"Your Excellency, tell me quickly what you intend to arrange for me. I can't wait." Lu Dasheng said expectantly that in front of the holy product baby, he even forgot how terrible the one in front of him and the one in the corner were.

"Pick dung, will you?"

Slightly pondering, Yi Feng looked at Lu Dasheng and asked.

"Pick, dung?"

Lu Dasheng, who just couldn't wait, was silly when he heard these two words.