Hawley followed Bader out of the cabin.

It was the middle of the night, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

The gas street lamps were still flickering on and off, and occasionally a few wild dogs would pass through the streets, baring their teeth and making strange noises.

The two walked a few blocks to a place near the dock.

There are several rows of houses here, and the neighborhood is all black-lit, and there is no one to be seen.

Hawley was a little alarmed.

It's a deserted place.

Assembly? Are all the participants ghosts?

He watched vigilantly around him and in front of him.

Hawley did not carry a gun.

The explosives factory searches them when they enter and leave to prevent them from taking out things they shouldn't be carrying.

As Chen Jianqiu's personal disciple.

He had learned some freehand tricks from the young master.

It should be more than enough to run away or deal with the person in front of you.

Bader didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Hawley.

"There." He pointed to one of the buildings that looked like a warehouse.

In the dark, the warehouse and the surrounding buildings almost merge into one.

"They're supposed to be here, let's hurry."

Bader said, picking up his pace.

The two of them came to the front of the barn together.

Hawley walked in and began to look at the building in front of him by moonlight.

From the outside, the warehouse looks very inconspicuous, and the windows are sealed with wooden strips, so that there is no light.

Bader walked to a small doorway next to the warehouse and knocked lightly on the door six times with his hand.

These six strokes are very rhythmic, like tapping a telegram.

A crack peeked out of the door.

A light shot through the crack in the door.

"Come on in." The man at the door saw Bader and Hawley and let them in, closing the door quickly.

Holly, who walked into the room, was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

His eyes were just getting used to the darkness.

So he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he was stunned by what he saw.

The light that just hit his face came from a large gas lamp hanging from the top of the warehouse.

There are several more of the same gas lamps on the beams.

The reflective material behind the lamp allows the fire to illuminate the entire warehouse.

It's packed with people.

Both on the ground floor and on the shelf platform on the second floor of the warehouse.

They were all staring at themselves intently.

Judging by what they wear, these people are basically workers from all walks of life.

The stains and tiredness on their faces could not hide the excitement in their hearts, and their eyes sparkled with fire.

Hawley also saw Mr. Hunt.

He was standing on the edge of the stage, his expression nervous, his mouth muttering, and he didn't even notice that Hawley was greeting him.

Hawley also saw a man.

The man was tall, with a big beard, with his hands folded in front of his chest, standing next to Hunter.

He's looking at himself, too.

Bader walked up to him with Hawley.

"Why don't you start now?" Bader asked the bearded man.

The bearded man nodded.

Bader told Hawley to wait here, and then walked around the back of the platform and walked up a wooden ladder.

"Please be quiet, today's rally is about to begin!" Bader cleared his throat and said to the people in the warehouse.

There were still people talking in the warehouse, but most of everyone's attention had already reached the table.

"Today, at the California explosives plant, something horrific happened." Bader said.

The workers below began to talk.

"Blew up again?"

"I didn't hear me, I'm near them."

"Last year, their house was blown up more than a dozen times, an average of once a month, and people died every time."

"Did you lose money?"

"Losing money? You're thinking about fart, how can you lose money? “

Bader on stage didn't pay attention to the discussion that followed, and continued.

He had to keep his voice louder to drown out the voices of the people below.

"The father of a child was expelled because his child's hand was cut off and he went to look at it! And the co-worker who treated the child! Also fired! ”

"What an unbelievable thing this is!"

Some of the workers' eyes had already fallen on Hawley and Hunt.

"Now, let them come up to the stage and tell what happened to them."

Bader beckoned to Hunter in the audience.

But Hunter's mouth was still muttering, and his legs were like lead, and he couldn't move half a step.

"Why don't you go first?" Hunter looked at Hawley, "I, I can't remember."'

The blonde youth didn't say a word, and rushed to the bottom of the platform with an arrow.

He didn't take the back stairs, but climbed directly onto the half-man-high platform.

"I'm the young man who bandaged his child and was expelled." Hawley said loudly.

His voice was loud and vibrant, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Hawley briefly described what had happened.

He paused, then continued:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are explosions in my factory almost every month."

"We worked nearly eighteen hours a day in a shady factory with no overtime pay! There are no rotations! Even if it was blown up, there was no compensation! ”

The workers in the audience began to talk again:

"What's overtime pay?"

"I don't know, you know what?"

"Haven't you heard of it, isn't the salary just that? Is there anything else to add? ”

Bader was dumbfounded in the audience.

This sentence didn't follow my own draft!

He vaguely felt that something uncontrollable would appear behind him.

"That's what we should have! They didn't give it to us! ”

"We deserved a better life!"

"I think the big guys should unite and fight for our interests with blood and fire!"

Hawley shook his fists with passion.

He tried to make himself look a little more aggressive.

Some people in the audience were infected by his emotions and applauded.

Some of them are anarchists and utopians who have been pulled in by beards.

However, most of the workers are still at a loss.

Bader had a headache.

He had originally planned to take the stage to announce the organization of solidarity with the two victims and a possible strike plan after the two victims had finished speaking.

But this lord skipped the strike part and planned to fight with force.

Isn't that?

"Leader, do you want to let him down?"

Beder looked at the bearded man as if pleading.

But he never thought that the bearded man was staring at Hawley intently, his eyes full of appreciation.

"I think he has a point, we're just too weak."

Bader hurriedly argued, "But Leader, this is not in line with the idea of the headquarters. ”

"Baldley, he knows a fart!" The bearded man spat at the ground and glanced at Bed, "The deterioration of the Knights of Labor began when he, a bastard, came to power. ”

"I'm up to the cracks here!" The beard clenched his fists, his knuckles clicking.

Bader didn't dare to say more, so he shrank aside.

After Hawley's passionate speech, the audience burst into applause.

However, the applause was largely concentrated in one area.

Most of the others are still talking.

The blonde young man jumped straight off the stage and came to Bed:

"I'm okay, right?" He looked at Bader with a smile.

Bader wept and didn't say a word.

It stands to reason that Hunter should come to power next.

However, it was found that the bearded man was already standing on the stage:

The scene suddenly fell silent.

It seems that among these people, the prestige of the beard is not ordinarily high.

He glanced at the faces in the audience, and then spoke:

"The blonde guy just now, I think he said it very well. The most direct way of armed struggle forever! ”

Workers, you look at me, I look at you.

"But not now! We still have a lot to do. ”

The bearded man said.

"For example, we need to develop our own strength! More like-minded people are needed! ”

"For example, we will cut off the accomplices of those people and purge the traitors from among the workers!"

The bearded man turned around and clenched his fists.

"Take today's incident as an example. Have you ever wondered why the factory owners dared to fire us without fear and turn a blind eye to our appeals? ”

The bearded head turned in the direction of Holly and Hunter.

"Because they have other options."

"They'd rather break the law than hire those Chinese workers! Because these people will agree to all their conditions! ”

The bearded man's complexion gradually darkened.

"The bill has been in force for three years, but it basically has no effect, and more and more Chinese are appearing in the country."

"The people in power in the east turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, because they don't care about their business, they only care about their own business in Asia!"

"The bosses are happier to see this, because it means they have cheaper labor to choose from!"

"Since it is useless to expect them, then we have to do it ourselves, and we will solve the problem in more extreme ways!"

The bearded man raised his arms and shouted, and the workers below responded one after another, and the scene was boiling for a while.

That's what they care about and understand now.

Hawley in the audience scoffed at their logic, but he understood that this was the most effective way to effectively grow the union group right now.

Erect a target and attack it in unison.

In this way, there are many "like-minded" people.

Of course, the premise is that this target is easy to bully.

Otherwise, before it grows, it will be targeted by the police and private detectives, but it will be "the middle way collapse before the business is halfway".

But in order to disguise his identity, Hawley appears even more excited than the bearded man.

"Violence! Banish! He shouted at the top of his voice, his blonde hair swaying offstage.

The bearded man got off the stage satisfied, and came to Hawley.

He stretched out his hand to the young man, his eyes blazing:

"Daniel Cronin, head of the Knights of California Labor."

Hawley shook the bearded hand.

Cronin looked very happy, and he patted the young man's hand:

"Young man, you are very good, are you interested in coming over to be my assistant?"

The blonde young man nodded.

(End of chapter)