1192: C1192 I Have Nowhere to Go

C1192 I Have Nowhere to Go

"Steward Huang, bring up the contract!"

Ann Min sat on a large soft chair and looked at the plant growing martial artist in front of him calmly.

He was not afraid that these people would not compromise, nor was he afraid that these people would not do it. This was because Ann Min looked down on these people who came to Mortal World Creation City to farm.

In his opinion, they came to the Mortal World Creation City to farm because they were forced to do so. They had no choice but to do so. Those who were truly capable did not need to farm. They had the cultivation base and could naturally enter the Mortal World Creation City.

There was no need to be polite to lowly peasants.

This was Ann Min's method.

The planting martial artist looked at each other, then looked at the white paper contract and the cold shackles. No one stepped forward.

In the past, although it was hard for him to follow the Yang Family, at least he was still a human.

Now that Ann Min had appeared, they could not even be considered human.

Who could tolerate this?

Many strong-tempered martial artists immediately turned around and left. There was no room for discussion.

In their point of view, starving to death was a small matter, but a dereliction of chastity was a big matter. Without dignity, what was the point of living? What was the point of entering the Mortal World Creation City?

Anyway, there were demon beasts and wild fruits in the wild, so they just wouldn't starve to death.

"Young master, half of the people have left!"

Steward Huang frowned. His resistance was much greater than he had imagined.

Ann Min grinned hideously. "It's alright. Let them go. These dogs will come back when they are hungry!"

Steward Huang nodded. Since Ann Min had already said so, he naturally wouldn't dare to say anything.

The remaining martial artists showed hesitation on their faces. Their hearts were in turmoil.

It was impossible to say that they weren't angry in their hearts, but once they signed this contract, they really wouldn't be able to be human anymore.

Hesitation and entanglement constantly interweaved in their hearts.

Ann Min yawned at this time. He stood up lazily and said, "Steward Huang, pack up and go back!"

"Ah, young master, no one has come to register yet!"

Steward Huang was shocked. How long had it been? It had only been two incense sticks of time, and Ann Min was going back?

Ann Min coldly glanced at the planting martial artist and said, "I am still too kind to them. I gave them too much time to think. Remember these people's faces. I will come back at this time tomorrow. It will still be two incense sticks of time by then. I will not sign the contract. Never sign the contract. Go into the forest and be a savage!"

"Let's go!"

Steward Huang didn't dare to be neglectful. With an order, the several hundred warriors of Ann family returned to the An Residence with their belongings.

At this moment, the rest of the warriors had gathered together and were looking at a person.

"Brother Han, what should we do?"

"Yeah, Brother Han, if this continues, we will all starve to death!"

"I thought that our life would be better when Ann Min came, but I didn't expect him to be such a beast! If we sign the contract, I'm afraid we won't be able to raise our heads for the rest of our lives! "

As everyone was talking, Han walked out with an ugly expression on his face.

"Everyone, stop arguing! Ann Min has gone too far. I will never sign the contract!"

Han said firmly.

But soon, a martial artist called out.

"But if we don't sign the contract, it's not a big deal to eat. We will never have the chance to enter the Mortal World Creation City again!"

"That's right. Actually, thinking about it, eight years isn't an unacceptable period of time!"

"Although we have no dignity, being able to eat to our heart's content and live on our knees is better than dying of hunger!"

Han glared at these martial artists and said, "Do you still have dignity as a person? You have signed the contract this time. Next time, Ann Min will make an even more excessive request. What about us, give in again? "

"This is a problem of the bottom line. There is absolutely no way for us to make concessions!"

The martial practitioners who held opposing voices looked at each other and lowered their heads with red faces.

Han said with a cold face, "Look at what you mean. You must submit under Ann Min's feet!"

"Very well. Since that's the case, we don't work together on different paths. Those who want to live with me, stand on the left. Those who don't want to leave, those who want to be dogs, stand on the right!"

After saying that, Han strode to the left.

Many martial artists with a trace of courage in their hearts also followed Han.

There were about thirty to forty people left standing where they were. Many people's faces were full of hesitation, as if they wanted to walk, but they also seemed to be unable to move their legs.

Han coldly looked at the martial artists who had stayed behind, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

"Very good. Let's go. I wish you all a happy life as dogs!"

As his voice fell, Han led the martial artists who were unwilling to yield and strode away from where the Spiritual Field was.

The martial artists who remained where they were looked at each other in dismay.

"Brother Han has left. Then what should we do?"

"Yeah, we have already reached this stage. What else can we do? Let's go to the Ann family!"

"Sign the contract as soon as possible. Let's find a meal first!"

With no way out, all the warriors walked dejectedly to the An Residence.

They knocked on the door of the residence. Then, an Ann family warrior stuck his head out and said coldly, "What do you want?"

The warrior in the lead lowered his voice and said, "Can I trouble you to send a message? Tell them that we are all planting warriors and we are here to sign the contract!"

The Ann family warrior glanced at these warriors with disdain, then said lazily, "Wait!"

After saying that, he closed the door with a bang.

Soon, this Ann family warrior appeared in Ann Min's room.

"Young master is wise. These warriors are really soft bones. They are just a bunch of boneless dogs!"

Steward Huang said with a flattering smile.

The corners of Ann Min's mouth curled into a sinister smile and said, "These so-called planting martial artists are born poor. For a mouthful of food, there is no sense of propriety, justice, and shame. They are all non-existent things. If you follow me, you will still have a mouthful of food to eat. If you do not follow me, you will not have any food to eat. I can only starve to death! "0

He waved his hand and said, "Steward Huang, go and get those dogs to sign the contract. Then give them seeds and let them work immediately!"

"Yes, young master!"

Steward Huang left in a hurry.

Ann Min calmly held a glass of wine and stood by the window, looking at the mountainside of Spirit Mountain that was surrounded by clouds and mist.

"The next step is to wait for Mozi Xingyun's Elder to come and get rid of those trash! Hehe... "

In the midst of the ferocious laughter, Ann Min was like a devil that caused one's heart to palpitate.

At this time, above the belly of the mountain, Han brought along a group of martial artists and appeared at the edge of the golden Spiritual Field.

A human figure flashed and Ye Huo appeared.

"Stop, who are you people? What are you doing here?"

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

"Hmm?"

Ye Huo frowned.

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