Hundreds of corpses lay on the banks of Huangpu River.
The blood almost converged into a canal, flowing into the Huangpu River.
The originally yellowish-brown river water was faintly suffused with blood red.
The remaining 1,000 people watched Jiang Hai Feng approach them nervously.
The group in the middle was released.
The group of people on the far left died on the spot under the command of the youth in front of them in just a breath.
What about them?
What kind of ending would it usher in?
No one dared to continue thinking about it.
Even the people from the police station had withdrawn. What else could they do other than wait passively?
"Tell our brothers to put away their guns.”
Jiang Hai Feng stood in front of the thousands of people and turned to look at the scarred face.
The scar-faced man nodded and gestured to the gunmen behind him.
At the dock, the thousands of people who were left behind were stunned when they saw the gunmen put away their guns.
"Young Master Jiang, what do you mean?”
A man suppressed his fear and asked in a trembling voice.
Jiang Haifeng chuckled and patted his shoulder.
"Li Haizhu, you arrived at the Jiang family's dock eight years ago. If I remember correctly, you should be the first batch of workers at the Jiang family's dock. All these years, he had been working at the dock. Although the salary was not much, it was enough to live on.”
"Four years ago, you married a wife. My father specially asked the accountant to take out a hundred dollars to add furniture for you so that you could have a real home.”
Hearing Jiang Hai Feng's words, Li Hai Zhu was stunned for a moment before he cupped his fists.
"I, Li Haizhu, will never forget the kindness of the Jiang family. If not for Master Jiang, I, Zhu Zi, would have died on the streets eight years ago. I would have been able to marry and have children, leaving an heir for our Old Zhao family.”
Jiang Hai Feng nodded.
Then, he swept his gaze over the people behind him.
"Those people you just killed were spies planted by some forces in our Jiang family. You don't have to worry about your own safety.”
"You are all brothers who have been with the Jiang family for many years.”
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Hai Feng's face gradually regained its calmness.
"It's not a rumor that the Jiang family is in trouble. Now, I can give you two options. The first person, like the others who had left before, could receive a subsidy at the iron gate. From then on, they would meet the Jiang family again.”
"Second, stay. From now on, your lives don't belong to you. But I can guarantee that your family will receive a living allowance of 20 yuan every month. As long as you don't betray the Jiang family, this subsidy will not stop even if you die.”
"At the same time, I can guarantee that as long as the Jiang family is established in this world, your families will not be threatened.”
The people who stayed behind were all loyal to the Jiang family.
However, it was far from the point where he could disregard life and death.
However, everything in the world could be exchanged for something of equal value.
The guarantee of their families 'livelihood and future safety were the conditions he gave.
After Jiang Hai Feng finished speaking, the crowd of more than a thousand people instantly exploded.
"Are they trying to buy our lives?"
"Buy your life? Heh, then our lives are quite valuable. Twenty bucks a month! That's our salary for the past few months!”
"Yeah, I heard that the workers in the factories run by those foreigners don't earn much a month. Their daily work is worse than death. Even if he died in the factory, no one would know.”
"More importantly, the Jiang family can guarantee the safety of our family!”
What was the least valuable thing at this time?
It was just a human life.
Those foreigners were crazy about oppression, and they didn't have to bear any responsibility.
When warlords fought, which day would there not be piles of people dying?
"Young Master Jiang, your words have no proof. Why should we believe you? If you only wanted us to contribute, it would be fine. But now, it seems that you want us to risk our lives and die like smoke. If you don't admit it, we can't climb out of the pile of dead bodies to reason with you, right?”
Someone in the crowd shouted.
The discussion stopped abruptly.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Jiang Hai Feng.
Jiang Hai Feng smiled.
He wasn't afraid of being asked a question.
She was afraid that no one would speak.
Since someone asked, it meant that they had already made up their minds.
Now, all he needed was a shot in the arm.
"Reputation."
Jiang Hai Feng chuckled.
Everyone was stunned.
Then, someone laughed.
"Bullshit! What kind of bullsh * t credibility is this nowadays? How can this thing be worth a fart!"
"That's right, Young Master Jiang. This thing can't make us sell our lives for the Jiang family.”
Jiang Haifeng shook his head unhurriedly when he heard their rebuttal.
"Everyone is wrong. The most valuable thing in this world is reputation.”
"Just like what you said, when reputation is worthless, what's the point of me signing the so-called contract with you? Your status is not equal to mine. When I want to tear up the so-called contract, what can you do other than get angry?”
Nearly a thousand people remained silent.
This was a fact that they had to admit.
Just like the people who were shot just now.
Their strength was not equal. If they died, they would die.
What could they resist against the struggles of the upper echelons?
Jiang Hai Feng smiled in his heart as he watched the thousand people remain silent.
"On the contrary, I'm using my own reputation and the Jiang Family's reputation as a guarantee, which is the best guarantee.”
"Perhaps you don't know what I want to do now. However, I can guarantee that those people who stay behind will have the strength to fight against our Jiang family when we don't keep our promise in the future.”
"That's why I won't dig my own grave. Trust is mutual. At this moment, you can only trust me.”
Jiang Hai Feng took a step back and extended his hand toward the iron gate.
"I've said what I need to say. It's still the same thing. Those who believe in me can stay. If you don't believe me, feel free to do so. I can guarantee that no one will lay a hand on you.”
His gaze was stern.
One person looked at nearly a thousand people.
But even so, the thousand people shifted their gazes away.
Time passed by.
Almost half an hour later, someone finally raised his hand.
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