"Even if we throw it, it probably won't kill many of them,"
"They can fly and vanish, hitting them is a problem." Zhang Feng shook his head and added, "Since you said those rats haven't returned.
I suspect that after we all got up yesterday, they started returning to their nest one by one.
Most likely, all the rats are inside now."
"Boss Zhang." At this moment, Old Xing looked at Zhang Feng and curiously asked, "Did you really fall asleep during that time?"
"Yeah." Zhang Feng was stretching his body, "Because we have work to do.
Since they have been pestering us, it's only fair to return the favor."
With that, Zhang Feng looked at a young man, "Give me your knife."
"Oh…" He hadn't slept well, responding slowly, handed the knife to Zhang Feng.
Grabbing a knife in each hand, Zhang Feng adapted for a moment, then said to them, "To prevent any rats from being still outside, follow me now."
