The workers had completely stirred things up. Their only goal was to get their money; they had thrown everything in and just wanted to reclaim their hard-earned wages.
No matter the methods, even if their actions were extremely radical, they were willing to give it a try.
Fight!
Fight against these wealthy vampires.
Chai Ziyang pushed his glasses up and tried to calm their emotions, saying, "Don't be agitated, everything has room for negotiation. We can talk slowly!"
...
"There's nothing to talk about; we just want our money."
"Yes, we just want our money. Give us our hard-earned cash."
"You bunch of vampires, pests! You bastards, give us our money, give it back!"
All the workers were extremely angry, shouting vigorously.
They even started pushing and shoving.
At that moment, someone pushed, then shouted, "Hit them!"
"That's right, hit them, beat them to death. If they don't return our money, they deserve to die!"
Finally, all the emotions were completely ignited.
