Ye Mo looked over and saw that the person speaking was a middle-aged man wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses who looked elegant.

Next to him, there was a little boy sitting, using chopsticks to pick up the salted duck egg yolk and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Dad, why did you say the killing was good?"

The little boy asked curiously, with egg butter still remaining in the corner of his mouth.

"Son, you don't understand! There are many unscrupulous factories under the Jing family in Liudu. Thousands of people are exploited by them every day. All kinds of overtime work are not paid, there is no overtime pay on statutory holidays, and the management beats employees.

.....In short, he is a black-hearted capitalist!" The middle-aged man explained:

"And Jing Chaoping is the biggest capitalist. The Jing family became a famous family because they ate steamed buns with human blood! Jing Chaoping squeezed tens of millions of working people, so I say it's a good idea to kill him!"

"As for Jing Youkang, he is even more ruthless. He often finds cheap labor from the mountainous areas to work in black factories. He completely regards these people as former black slaves, and some of them are not even paid! As far as I know, last year,

There are more than twenty people who died from exhaustion in the factory! Forty-three people jumped off the building to ask for wages! But these things were suppressed by Jing Youkang using his connections, and no news was revealed! So people like Jing Youkang

, He should be killed, he should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

"That man in the silver mask did a great job!"

The man with glasses clapped his hands and cheered.

"Yeah, good job! I work in Jingjia Factory. They owe me three months' wages and haven't paid me yet. They don't give me overtime pay for overtime work! I can't even change my job in another factory because other factories are...

Please the Jing family!"

Another person wearing blue work clothes said: "The Jing family has secretly issued an order. Any employees who leave the Jing family factory and those who dare to be hired by other factories will be working against the Jing family!"

"That is to say, as long as we work in the Jing family's factory, we will have to work for the Jing family for the rest of our lives!"

"Well done!"

"Jing Chaoping and Jing Youkang deserve to be killed!"

Most of the people who came to have breakfast at this time were working people and worked in the factory. Some of them took the lead and immediately applauded.

"That man in the silver mask is no longer a murderer, he is clearly a hero!"

"The Jing family can become a famous family, but they have sucked the blood of millions of us working people! They deserve to die!"

"The man in the silver mask is mighty!"

...

At this moment, everyone suddenly became furious.

Ye Mo was a little surprised as he ate the steamed dumplings. He didn't expect that he would become a hero in other people's hearts after killing someone.

Seeing how angry everyone was, Ye Mo could sense the resentment these people had towards the Jing family, but he was unable to fight and had no choice, so he could only bury this resentment in his heart.

Now that Jing Chaoping and Jing Youkang died, their resentment suddenly had a place to vent.

"Everyone, please speak in a lower voice. The Jing family is very powerful in the Six Capitals and has spies everywhere. If you are talking nonsense here, if the Jing family finds out, be careful of being liquidated!" Someone carefully reminded: "Even if Jing Chaoping and Jing Youkang die.

, but the Jing family is not dead yet, and the oppression of us continues!"

"Didn't you see it on the news? Just a few hours after Jing Chaoping's death, the new head of the Jing family, Jing Guoxiong, came to power! I heard that this man squeezed his employees even more than Jing Chaoping. The factory he managed was exhausted every year

Hundreds of people! Every year at the end of the year, employees asking for wages come to the door and hold banners!”

After hearing this, everyone was silent.

No matter how angry they are, it's useless. They are just one of thousands of workers and can't change anything.

"Hurry up and eat. I'll have it at work later."

"Yeah, what's the use of being angry?"

"I just hope that the silver-masked hero will kill a few more high-ranking scum of the Jing family to vent our anger!"

...

Everyone sighed and continued eating.
Chapter completed!