After irritating the workers, the worker who was possessed by the drama spirit walked forward with firm steps and an upright look on his face.
That fearless look, that calm and unhurried attitude, seems to be fighting the evil forces to the end!
Several other workers suddenly looked at each other. Michael is usually very timid, why are he so brave today?
Even the Skeleton Gang is ignored!
Worker Michael: I only have eyes for shiny silver coins.
The workers hesitated. At this time, a burly man stepped forward and said, "I'm going there too, not because I'm afraid of being ridiculed for having no balls!"
But Marcello has gone too far. If he does this, a cargo porter like me will have no work at all. I have been consuming my meager savings recently, and the whole family will soon suffer from the northwest wind!
No matter what, it means death, I will fight him!"
This man is not a trustworthy person. He often makes a living by carrying goods for those caravans. But now, there is no group of merchants coming for several days, and he is almost unemployed.
Seeing someone taking the lead, he couldn't control the anger in his heart. Others were not afraid, so why should he be afraid?
People are coming to the stage one after another. I have to say that one thing is completely different to the onlookers when someone takes the lead and acts as a demonstration and when no one responds!
Susanna invited a total of 50 extras, and each of them brought an average of two people to the stage. Some of them were infected and inspired and couldn't help but follow.
After a while, more than two hundred people walked towards the wooden platform.
There was a sudden commotion among the more melon-eating people watching nearby, and at this time, the people who received double the salary started to act up.
The blond young man clenched his fists and raised his head in the air, shouting: "Comatriots, wake up! To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself!
Our weakness and connivance will only make the enemy more arrogant and more aggressive!"
The voice was loud and full of anger. Many people were touched after hearing it, especially the young people, who subconsciously clenched their fists.
The youthful spirit and enthusiasm are always more passionate than the adults who have been beaten by life.
To put it bluntly, it is easier to incite and deceive.
"Yes, we will never tolerate rape! The Skeleton Gang is not as powerful as you think.
As long as we unite and fight bravely, you will find that all evil forces are just paper tigers!"
The worker Michael shouted, his tone full of passion and fearlessness, and he responded loudly.
"Down with the Skeleton Gang, down with Marcello!"
Several roars sounded at the right time. At first, there were only a few scattered people shouting, but soon it turned into more than a dozen people, more than forty people... Before long, more than two hundred people were shouting.
"Down with the Skeleton Gang! Down with Marcello!!"
The voice is high-pitched, sonorous and powerful, and even has a certain rhythm to it, which proves that someone is guiding and not just shouting randomly.
The patter of footsteps also echoed in the square, like a continuous drumbeat, and the atmosphere became lively.
50 actors took the lead, followed by more than 200 people. They shouted slogans and walked off the stage step by step.
Under the exaggerated atmosphere, many melon-eaters could no longer hold back, and a few people followed from time to time.
'So many people have passed by, so it's okay for me to join in the fun. Can the Skeleton Gang still cause trouble for us one by one?'
Many people hold this idea, or are simply influenced by others.
Within three minutes, Sigg glanced around the audience and found that more than 300 people had already gathered around.
He perked up, and although he didn't know exactly what happened, he hadn't forgotten his lines.
Sigg's expression became serious and he said righteously: "Compatriots! It's time for us to make a break with the Skeleton Gang. Don't be afraid and don't back down!"
He coughed and used his unique pronunciation skills, his voice clear and loud: "Folks of Xiangcheng Town, I, Sig, will do justice for heaven today!
Tell me, have you been robbed by the Skeleton Gang? Have you been bullied by them? Have your relatives and friends been harmed by them?!
Shout it out loud! Shout out every evidence of guilt, every grievance, and every time you swallow your anger!"
The crowd suddenly became commotion, and many people recalled the Skeleton Gang's behavior of bullying men and dominating women in the fish and meat village, and the anger in their hearts began to rise.
"Woo hoo, I have something to say, I want to shout a few words for my poor granddaughter!"
The gray-haired old woman stood on crutches and walked tremblingly to the edge of the wooden platform.
She turned around to face the crowd of more than 300 people, with tears streaming down her wrinkled face, and her voice sounded like a cuckoo crying blood: "My granddaughter is a girl with twin tails. She is enthusiastic, gentle, kind, and very filial.
But just 6 years ago, my lovely granddaughter went to play on Green Street and was raped by a few scumbags from the Skeleton Gang.
She came home bruised and bruised, and told me not to worry, it was just a fall. But the next day, she...she..."
The old woman’s eyes were red and she burst into tears, crying sadly: “She committed suicide by jumping off the building!
Wow, my poor granddaughter, she is still so young!
Is there still heavenly justice? Is there still law?!"
The voice was extremely sad, so sad that it seemed to have an inexplicable penetrating power. Although it was not very loud, it seemed to echo in everyone's heart.
Everyone around was silent. Looking at the tearful old woman, anger was brewing in their hearts, and many people subconsciously clenched their fingers.
"Woo, I...I..." The old woman was so excited that the crutch she was leaning on fell to the ground with a clatter.
She seemed to be about to faint and fell to one side. A strong man next to her with quick eyes and hands helped her.
"Those beasts deserve to die!" the upright man cursed angrily.
Many people agreed and angrily criticized the Skeleton Gang for being worse than animals.
There was only one blond young man whose mouth twitched, and he wanted to complain:
Grandma, wake up, you don’t have a granddaughter!
Don't ask him why he knows, because he is this old woman's only grandchild, he is male, he does not wear twin tails, he is a pure man.
The blond young man looked at his grandmother who was heartbroken and sobbing, as if her granddaughter had really been killed. He somewhat realized why his grandmother said that his acting skills were exaggerated and superficial, and that he was just a second-rate actor.
He is a young performer in a small town theater and usually plays the second male lead. He used to feel good about himself and felt that his level was not bad.
Now he has woken up. He is still too young and is still a long way from being an experienced actor.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable sadness struck me, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
The blond young man stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, walked to the stage, choked with sobs and said loudly: "I have something to say! Half a year ago, my friend couldn't stand the Skeleton Gang's molestation of good women, so he stopped him.
As a result, he was beaten to the point of hemiplegia, unable to take care of himself, and relied on his elderly parents to take care of him.
My wonderful youth is just gone, and I will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life!"
Grandma is right, friends can be made out of nothing, basic operations!
