Chapter 1280

Seeing that an min didn't listen to his advice, Su ye could only sigh, and then her eyes leaned against the bed again.

An min looked at Su Ye suspiciously and withdrew from the room.

After walking out of the room, manager Huang came up and nuzui the room.

"Young master, Su ye, he..."

An min's eyes flashed sharply, silently shook his head, and then stepped out.

When there was no one, an Min said coldly, "waste... What a waste!"

"I thought Su Ye was an expert, but I didn't expect his mood to be so fragile. It seems that he should be frightened by the fog on the Lingshan mountain! He mistakenly thought there was a ghost on the Lingshan mountain!"

"As the fifth expert in the list of human nature, it's such a waste of time!"

When an Min said this, he punched hard and smashed a rock. His accomplishments were impressive.

"Su ye can't count on it. Now it's up to elder Mozi Xingyun! Hum..."

An min waved his sleeves and left unhappily.

Today, instead of going up the mountain, he began to summon the warriors to plant the spirit field.

An min sat at the foot of the mountain full of confidence. Manager Huang and others lined up behind them, with a lot of golden seeds in their pockets.

After a day and night of reconstruction, all the martial artists who came and went saw the emergence of an Fu.

These warriors have no other skills. If they want to enter the human creation city, they must plant spiritual fields. They also need spiritual rice to eat. Therefore, when they see an min appear, they surround them one after another.

When an min saw the planter coming, he was immediately pleased.

When the martial artists were almost gathered, manager Huang coughed and said loudly, "everyone, the Yang family has been hanged on the head of the human creation city. You must already know this!"

Hearing this, many martial artists immediately whispered.

"Of course I know. Not only do I know, but I've also seen it. The people of the Yang family are dying miserably!"

"Yes, how cruel it is to pierce their limbs with steel cables and bleed to death!"

"What a poor Yang family, it's gone!"

Manager Huang pressed his hands falsely, making the warrior's voice a little less.

"Although the Yang family is finished, the planting of LingMi can't be abandoned. We settle down and settle down. Young master Anmin came to take over the task of the Yang family under the order of the Lord of the city of creation on earth! Anyone who wants to plant LingMi can sign up!"

As soon as the words came out, the anxious warriors who had been waiting for them gathered around one after another, and they raised their hands.

"I sign up!"

"I also sign up!"

"Count me in!"

Looking at the angry fighters, an min's mouth showed a faint mockery.

He slowly stood up and said, "registration is OK, but I have to make three rules in advance. Those who can stay come to register, and all those who can't stay get out of here!"

This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on the flame, and all the martial artists turned pale one after another.

However, although an min's words are not pleasant to hear, these martial artists now have no other choice but to listen silently.

An min looked triumphantly at the many silent martial artists, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"It's just a group of Dalits! Hum!"

What he thought in his heart made him look more proud.

"The three chapters of the law are very simple. The first requirement is that from today on, the military grower who has become my home must sign an eight-year contract. Only when the contract expires can he be given a token to enter the human creation city!"

"In these eight years, there are requirements for planting LingMi every year. If you can't finish one year, get out of here!"

As soon as he said this, he immediately aroused a triple wave, and all the martial artists shouted.

"What, eight years of service. It's too long. It's impossible!"

"Yes, although the Yang family was shameless in the past, it was not shameless to this extent!"

"And we have to complete tasks every year. In case of natural and man-made disasters, these eight years will not be in vain!"

"No, it's too overbearing!"

In the face of the accusations of many martial artists, an min raised his mouth and turned to the Yellow general pipeline: "it seems that these Dalits don't quite understand what I mean!"

Manager Huang smiled grimly, waved and said, "if you talk, break a leg! Remember, don't hurt your hand. After all, keep your hand to plant the spirit field!"

The martial artists who settled down rushed up like wolves and swung up the stick, which was a burst of indiscriminate beating, and all the martial artists screamed with their heads in their arms.

The rest of the fighters turned pale and shut up.

An min looked at the many martial artists lying on the ground rolling with their legs, and gave a cruel Pooh.

"Bitch, you won't be obedient if you don't fight!"

He said coldly, "remember to me, the Yang family is the Yang family, and settling down is settling down. Don't tell me with the Yang family, because all the Yang family are dead, okay? Now it's the young master who is in charge of the family! If you don't want to do it, just get out and finish it! Anyway, there are plenty of people, and I don't lack people at all!"

The overbearing words and arrogant style made all the fighters bow their heads and remain silent, and their eyes were full of strong anger.

An Min said faintly, "I believe there is no objection to the first request!"

He swept all the fighters with ferocious eyes. All the people he stared at trembled, looked frightened, and closed his mouth tightly.

"Very obedient. Remember, I want an obedient dog!"

An min raised his second finger after forcibly suppressing the military growers by means of thunder.

"The second requirement is that those who have signed the contract should report the progress of Lingtian every day. Don't think about cheating and playing tricks. You are such a cheap people. You reveal a cheap word from your bones. If you don't stare at you well, you just know you're lazy!"

This second requirement is also the same overbearing. All the military growers look at each other, but Anmin's fierce power is ahead, and no one dares to say a word any more.

"I am a very democratic person. Who has any opinion? You can put it forward now! Of course, you say, I don't necessarily listen, and what you lose is your life!"

An min's mouth showed a grim smile.

Manager Huang and an Jiawu are also murderous.

"There is a third request!"

An min waved with one hand. Manager Huang took out a big pocket and threw it on the ground.

There are countless shackles inside.

"The third requirement, in order to be afraid that you Dalits will run away after planting half, so every two people must be shackled. How do you run?"

An min finished and sat down triumphantly.