"Yes, yes!" A group of aunts next to him echoed, "In the wilderness here, who did we affect the square dance?"

"I told you yesterday that this is private land!" Wen Liuquan said angrily, "I want to jump, go back to your house!"

Zhuang Buyuan is sick and the atmosphere in the manor is solemn. At this time, there are still people who are causing trouble. How can Wen Liuquan not be angry?

"You said yours is yours?"

"We insist on jumping, do you care?"

"It's amazing if this place is private? We can't use it for private purposes? I don't like you people who are rich and unkind!"

"What are you fierce? Do you want to hit me?"

"That's right, why are you young man so unqualified?"

In the chaos, I don’t know who gave Wen Liufu a punch. Wen Liufu glared at his eyes and just raised his arms, a group of old ladies cursed: “Did you raise your parents in life? Do you want to hit someone?”

"I see if you dare to touch my finger!"

"Oh my old waist, young man hits the old man!"

Facing a group of old men and women, Wen Liu raised his fist and then put it down helplessly. He was pushed back by several old men and women. I don’t know who fucked him a few times in the chaos.

Someone kicked him in the lower abdomen, which made him almost breathless.

As the sound became louder and louder, the old man and the old lady were louder and louder. He begged in vain: "You guys are quiet, someone in our family is sick and finally fall asleep. I beg you, can you jump in a low voice?"

"It's so great to be sick? It's so great to fall asleep? Sleep? Get up high!" The old man and the old lady didn't appreciate it at all. "Sisters, the maximum volume, I see who dares not let us dance!"

The old men and women pushed Wen Liu backwards repeatedly, and then someone turned on the wireless speaker again, and the deafening sound rang again.

Wen Liu's fist was so anxious that he scratched his head. He really wanted to beat these people up, but he couldn't even stand even when he was pushed.

Suddenly, someone came across behind him and almost tripped. Then, when he turned around, he saw Zhuang not far away standing at the door.

Zhuang Buyuan's expression was a little bit murky, his face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Master, are you awake?" Wen Liuquan was shocked and said quickly, "Why did you come out? It made you disturb you? Sorry, you should go in and rest quickly, I will find a way to get them away..."

Then, he saw a terrifying smile on the face not far away from Zhuang: "Hey..."

"The owner of the manor?" Wen Liuquan felt sensitively that the manor he saw today was not far away, and it seemed that there was something different.

On weekdays, although he is always called "brutal estate owner" by his servants and Zhuang Buyuan also regards himself as a brutal estate owner, Zhuang Buyuan is a peaceful and kind person who always smiles and seems to never be angry.

Even the servants of the manor gradually became less regular and liked to complain about him if they had something to do.

But Zhuang is not far away at this moment, his eyes are not emotional. Although he is smiling, there is no smile in his eyes. The dark eyes are like black holes that can suck everything in.

Such a farm is not far away, which makes Wen Liuquan subconsciously shudder.

I always feel that the village is not far away now, but I have actually become a different person.

It seems that there is another soul in his body.

Such a manor is so terrible, so terrible!

"The owner of the manor..." Wen Liuquan shouted softly, but Zhuang Buyuan did not answer, but looked at the old ladies in front of him, tilted their heads and the corners of their mouths became bigger.

Wen Liuquan couldn't help but shudder and said to the old man and lady in front of him: "You... run away! Hurry up, it's still time now!"

But these old men and women completely ignored his kindness.

"What to run?"

"I see who dares to drive us away!"

"That's right, your place is amazing! Go and go!"

They pushed Wen Liu's fist, but someone actually reached out to push Zhuang not far away.

Wen Liu fisted in vain to protect Zhuang Not far away, but Zhuang Not far away was still pushed and almost fell.

His eyes were still unmoved, and he still grinned, reached into his arms and took out a card.

That was a temporary hired farmer card.

Hiring farmers are not considered formal servants in the manor and do not occupy the manor quota, but there is no bonus.

But the attractiveness of the manor identity card is still unparalleled.

"Wow——" Everyone looked at the hired farmer card in his hand.

An old lady who was not far from the village suddenly reached out: "My! Mine!"

Next to her, an old lady grabbed her hair: "Get out, that's mine!"

Before the second old lady could rush up, she was hugged by another old sister: "My, give it to me!"

A group of old ladies rushed towards the Zhuang like zombies out of the cage. They were about to grab the card not far away from the Zhuang, but Zhuang flew out with his hand.

A group of old ladies almost flew up and rushed out desperately following the cards in the sky.

I don’t know who grabbed the card, and then countless figures pounced on it, just like a zombie seeing a living person.

The person who grabbed the identity card was immediately crushed by a group of people.

Oh my god, this is a square dance, not a zombie movie!

In order to grab a hired farmer card, these old men and women almost had to get brains.

Even the supermarket where you can get rice for free is not so tragic.

But Zhuang Buyuan didn't think it was enough, so he reached into his arms, took out another hired farmer card, then blew a whistle, lit up the identity card in his hand.

"Ao!"

"mine!"

"be mine……"

A group of old ladies and grandpas killed them back like they smelled the fishy sharks. Zhuang Buyuan shook his hand and the cards in his hand flew out again.

Looking at a group of old men and women, like zombies, being led to running around by cards, Wen Liuquan originally had sympathy for them.

But thinking that he was beaten several times, even the owner of the manor was almost beaten, Wen Liuquan didn't feel sympathy for them at all. Instead, he was worried that the manor would not be far away.

Now, the owner's condition is completely wrong.

He quickly notified Liu Jinge that when Liu Jinge ran out, he saw that the face of Zhuang not far away was dark, with a nearly joking smile, watching the square dance aunt compete for cards.

Zhuang Buyuan flew out one after another: "Dirty people, grab it, grab it! Break the head and grab it, hahahahahahaha! Use your blood and brains to please me, hahahahaha!" Zhuang Buyuan not only laughed, but even laughed on his hips, even more villain than the villain on TV.

"What's wrong with the owner?"

"Is it blackened?"

"Or the influence of the owner's heart?"

Liu Jinge shook his head and said, "I think... this is the nature of the owner..."

This is how the owner of the manor is? I don’t believe it!

I used to complain all day long that this owner was a stupid owner? How did I live until now?

"The owner of the manor who has lost all his reason, all conscience, and all moral values, is based on his instinct..." Liu Jinge shook his head, "In other words, the owner of the manor now... is probably sleepwalking."

It is said that people do a lot of things they don’t do when they are awake when they are sleepwalking. Because they think they are dreaming when they are sleepwalking, they become scruples and do things based entirely on instinct and intuition.

Sleepwalking people have no fear or irrationality, so they can often do things that cannot be done when they are awake.

For example, climbing up a big tree or building with bare hands; people who can’t swim in the water, etc.

The biggest difference between good people and bad people is not that good people have no bad ideas, but that good people will not put bad ideas into action.

But when sleepwalking, this self-control disappears.

It's like the current state of not far away from the village.

After all, this is a manor in the name of cruelty!

"Why did the owner sleepwalking at this time? The owner has never dreamwalking before..."

However, in this state, the subconscious mind controls itself, but there is also an indescribable intuition.

Liu Jinge took a look at the manor's points. At this time, the points were reaching the bottom quickly. The manor changed all the remaining last points to the hired farmers' cards.

No one knows what the manor system will consume after the points are exhausted?

what happens?

Zhuang is not far away now, and he works completely based on his intuition. In other words, this sleepwalking state may be stimulated by his survival instinct. Once the points are exhausted, something very dangerous may happen...

Wait, survival instinct?

Mom sells the criticism, is the owner of the manor almost dying?

Liu Jinge looked at the old man and old lady in front of him, then looked at Zhuang Buyuan, and felt aroused in his heart. He stood up straight and ordered loudly: "All the hired farmers go to work for me! Immediately, run and go!"

A group of old men and women quickly disappeared at the gate of the manor.

Dozens or hundreds of hired farmers joined, and after a moment, the manor’s points began to soar.

Liu Jinge was deeply moved. Sure enough, the owner's approach was right. Only in this way can the output of the manor keep up with the owner's consumption.
To be continued...