Chapter Eighty-Eight: Counted Again

The person who stabbed Ye Feng's waist with his hand was Jin Zitong, the president of the employment union. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What? Are you still angry with me? Jin Zitong asked with a red face.

Ye Feng took a breath angrily, still looking at the river with a straight face.

"That's it! Anyway, my golden boy is also a long time, and I will bring you steamed buns at a low level, which will also earn you enough face. Jin Zitong poked Ye Feng's waist with his hand again and continued to laugh.

Ye Feng tilted his head slightly, glanced at Jin Zitong from the corner of his eye, and still didn't speak.

"I said Ye Feng, don't put a stinky scold with me. That's right! I didn't speak for you two days ago, but that black boy pretending to be a ghost is really scary. Besides, even if I was at fault first, I didn't leave Guye Mountain after you disappeared? ”

Ye Feng was still silent, but instead of speaking, he looked at the river again.

"Hey! Ye Feng, you are really good enough. You can forgive the mistakes of more than a thousand people, but you turned your face on me, a friend of several years. Yes! Who told me to be at fault first? My golden boy also admitted it. In this way, as long as you forgive me for my mistakes, I will mobilize another 1,000 people to help you build the sect for free, and how about ensuring that the work is completed on time? ”

Jin Zitong has made a bloody investment, don't look at the joy of what he says, but his heart is dripping with blood.

I saw a shallow smile on Ye Feng's face when he looked at the river, and whoever this smile fell into felt that Ye Feng's smile was ill-intentioned.

Turning around slowly, Ye Feng raised his hand and took the steamed bun in Jin Zitong's hand, took a bite and said, "This is what you said, I didn't force you." It just so happens that I plan to leave for Wangu Town, so I'll help you bring a letter by the way. ”

Jin Zitong was stunned.

"Ye Feng! Did you deliberately set me up? Just waiting for me to say this? ”

The more Jin Zitong looked at the smile on Ye Feng's face, the more he felt that he had fallen into Ye Feng's trap. When Ye Feng snorted and laughed, Jin Zitong stomped his feet again and again and secretly said that he was calculated by Ye Feng again.

"I just can't figure it out, why do you always have trouble with me Jin Zitong?"

"Because you're the big boss."

"Just because I'm the boss, you can let me do a loss-making deal with peace of mind?"

"This bit of silver is nothing to you."

"Nothing? You must know that 2,000 people helped you build the sect, and the labor cost alone was 280,000. You're shameless about me, is that really good? ”

"I didn't force you, you promised it yourself."

Ye Feng's words suddenly made Jin Zitong shake three times, and he almost sat on the ground without slumping.

"I won't ask you, and you won't talk. Let me...... Let me take a moment, I have a headache. Jin Zitong frowned, rubbed his temple with his right hand and said.

Ye Feng has long been accustomed to Jin Zitong's appearance, as long as Jin Zitong suffers a loss, he will rub his temples and say that he has a headache.

Actually, Ye Feng knew in his heart that where Jin Zitong was a headache, he was distressed about Bai Huahua's silver.

"Don't ink it, give me a piece of your gold leaf, and I'll go back to your union to transfer people." Ye Feng swallowed the last bite of steamed buns, touched his half-full stomach and smiled.

Jin Zitong looked dumb and couldn't say what was bitter about eating Coptis chinensis, pointed at Ye Feng angrily, and finally sighed bitterly, took out a golden leaf from his arms and threw it to Ye Feng.

"Shameless, despicable."

Ye Feng was not angry, put the golden leaf in his arms, looked at everyone, and said softly: "Jin Zitong, these people will be handed over to you." If something can't be solved, discuss it with the man in black. ”

Jin Zitong hadn't lost his breath yet, and he didn't answer at all.

"That's right! The sect plan I gave you should be changed a little, and the second peak of Guye Mountain will be cut off. Remember, don't let anyone go near the back mountain. If a little mistake happens again, you will really lose your wife and lose your army. ”

Ye Feng's words made Jin Zitong stunned, although he was curious about what was behind the second peak, what he really cared about was his seven-day salary.

There is no other reason, Jin Zitong has already noticed that if there is really a little mistake, Ye Feng will definitely deduct his salary. At that time, it was really like Ye Feng said that he lost his wife and folded his soldiers, and the bamboo basket was empty.

"Okay, okay! I'm sure I'm staring at the back of the second peak so hard that I don't even want to fly into it. ”

"Yes! So I'm relieved. ”

Ye Feng nodded, came to Li Tianya's side with the purple sword, whispered something without knowing what to say, and then walked towards Mohu.

"Tiger! I'm going to be away for a few days. Until I come back, you can only be a ferryman on the river. When I come back, if I hear that you have come ashore, see how I clean you up. "Ye Feng is most worried about Mo Hu, if this black boy is stupid, I'm afraid everyone here will suffer.

Mo Hu, who was eating steamed buns, glanced at Ye Feng, and didn't know if he listened to Ye Feng's words, and nodded again and again while eating the steamed buns.

"Ladies and gentlemen! I will leave it to you to build the sect. In order for the sect to be a blockbuster when it was first established, I want to leave for Wangu Town immediately. When I come back, it will be when our sect's reputation will be shaken. ”

"Young Master Ye! You can go in peace. When you come back, we will present you with a magnificent and atmospheric sect. ”

"Young Master Ye! You can rest assured that you will leave the matter of building the sect to us, and we will not disappoint you. ”

"We are waiting for you here, waiting for you to take us to dominate the Qingshui Kingdom."

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The shouts rose wave after wave, and under the loud cheers of everyone, Ye Feng stepped on the raft and headed towards the opposite shore with the help of Mohu.

With the help of the ink tiger, the raft traveled as fast as lightning. Ye Feng felt the sound of the wind blowing in his ears, and it took less than ten breaths to cross the hundred-zhang wide river.

Previously, Ye Feng left three hundred people and asked them to go to Ding Lan'er's tavern every day to get food.

Today, there are only seventy-three people left. The rest, Ye Feng didn't have to think about it to know that they had all left.

Ye Feng was not disappointed, and informed the seventy-three people to go to the sect to receive the reward in the future, and left in a hurry with the purple sword.

The ten-mile steep slope is not easy to go up, but the descent is much easier.

Moreover, Ye Feng sucked Mo Hu's vitality, and his martial arts cultivation had been improved to the middle stage of chivalry, and after urging the vitality in the dantian, he was even more vigorous, and soon rushed down a ten-mile steep slope.

Ye Feng came here suddenly, but he killed Ding Lan'er half like this, and thought that he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

After Ye Feng's explanation, Ding Lan'er knew the ins and outs, and also marveled that Ye Feng was really fateful.

Ye Feng is still alive, Ding Lan'er is naturally very happy.

When she learned that Ye Feng was going back to Wangu Town, she asked Ye Feng to rest for a while, and ordered Dongzi, the shopkeeper, to prepare enough dry food for Ye Feng to eat on the road, and then asked Dongzi to bring a well-fed green horse so that Ye Feng could return to Wangu Town as soon as possible and start preparing for the things needed for tomorrow's auction meeting.

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