After sending off the tipsy Director Gordon and the little girl Barbara that night, Kevin pulled the sleepy Seiber aside with a helpless look on his face and said frantically under the streetlight, "What's the matter?
"Boss, including me, we only have 26 people … There's no way we can break into Narrow Island! Gambol alone has more than 140 people there! "
"Don't worry … I know."
Saber yawned loudly. He lit up a cigarette and stuffed the other into Kevin's hand. Then, he crumpled the cigarette box into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside him.
"Then why did you tell Chief Gordon about that crazy idea? If we can't take them down, we'll be embarrassed! "
Kevin scratched his head and said helplessly, "Do we have to team up with the others?"
Saber smoked silently. He turned his head to look at the port area under the night sky. Gotham Port's revival had just begun. There were many more workers here than before.
An idea popped up in Saber's mind. He rubbed his temples and said softly, "Let's think about it.
"… Hmm, let me think. How about this, Kevin, tomorrow afternoon, gather all the dockworkers from Narrow Island and prepare some sticks, baseball or hockey gear. Prepare 100, no, 200 sets."
"Will … Will that work?"
Kevin was not an idiot. He immediately realized what Saber was planning to do. However, in response to his doubts, Saber extinguished the cigarette in his hand on the electric pole beside him. He then patted Kevin's shoulder.
"Go back to the villa and prepare everything. Leave one-third of those powerful gadgets behind. Take out the rest and distribute them to your 25 people. As long as the first wave opens a gap, the rest will be easy. You see, this kind of thing is nothing more than a matter of courage. As long as you guys don't cower, I think they will have no problem."
Kevin wanted to say something, but Saber waved his hand.
"Go, don't stay up too late. Rest early."
"Okay."
At noon on the second day, the Devil's Gang members did not inspect the docks, which was out of the ordinary. The dockworkers had also received the news from the foreman.
"Anyone from Narrow Island can join the gathering at the first basement of the Port Authority at 8 o 'clock tonight. It's organized by the boss of The Devil Gang, Kevin. It's best if you don't show up."
The reputation of the Devil's Gang had spread throughout the docks. Even though they didn't harass the workers like the other gangs, nor did they create a foul atmosphere in the docks, a gang was still a gang. To the law-abiding citizens, these people were not to be trifled with.
So at 8 o 'clock, even though most of the workers from Narrow Island did not know what was going to happen, they still came to the first basement of the Port Authority. This place was originally intended to be a parking lot, but the Port Authority had only just built the framework, so the construction of the parking lot would take some time.
It was a natural plaza. The members of the Demon Gang had already set up a crude platform in the middle of the parking lot. Two large searchlights were placed on top of the platform, barely illuminating the place. On both sides of the passageway were two small trucks. They were dark and it was unknown what was inside the trucks.
At 8: 05, a speeding black Dodge stopped outside the restless crowd with a roar. Kevin, fully armed and wearing sunglasses, jumped out of the car. On the other side was Saber. He did not carry a gun, only a black straight blade. He also wore sunglasses and a windbreaker, looking like a boss.
He flicked his hair and threw the sheathed long blade in his hand to the bald man next to him. The bald man took it in his hand obediently. Saber took off his sunglasses and counted roughly.
"There are more than 100 people. That's enough."
He snorted. While the workers were whispering to each other because they didn't know what to do, he jumped onto the crude platform. Then, he cleared his throat and spoke loudly without using the microphone handed to him by a member of the gang.
"Hey, guys, look at me!"
His voice was so loud that it echoed in the enclosed underground parking lot. Everyone subconsciously looked at Seiber. He was a skinny Asian, and no one had seen him before. However, under the illumination of the lights, his voice, and Kevin who was standing behind him, made everyone think that he was a real big shot.
"Most of you don't know me, that's fine!"
Saber pointed at his chest, and his voice became louder. "My name is Saber, Saber Hawk, one of the directors of the Gotham Port Authority. You can ask your foreman later, or go to the Port Authority's official website to take a look. In other words, I'm your immediate superior. At least in the port area, if I want to fire someone, that person will not be able to stay. If I make someone starve, he can forget about finding a job as a cleaner in the port area!"
"Do you understand?"
After these impolite words were spoken, the discussion became louder. Some of the more timid people even looked at Saber with fear. When did they, the workers at the port, come into contact with a big shot like the director of the Port Authority?
"Hey, hey! Relax, relax! "
After Saber finished his murderous words, he suddenly became amiable. He waved his hand, and there was a hint of teasing in his voice.
"Don't worry, guys. I didn't call you here today to fire some unlucky person. In fact, I called you here to announce something else!"
He ignored the whispers of the workers, and took out a document from his pocket, and said loudly,
"Ahem, after discussion with the Gotham Port Authority, we have decided to increase the benefits of our employees. We are preparing to build a special residential area for the old workers at the port on the newly developed Narrow Island. We will also build two schools for the children of the Port Authority's employees, as well as hospitals and other ancillary facilities. This proposal has been reported to Wayne Industries, and we should have news in a few days."
He waved the paper in his hand, and said to the workers who were looking at him,
"Yes, you don't have to live with others in those crappy and cheap apartments in the port area. You also don't have to let your children wander the streets all day long, and learn bad things from those bastards. As long as you sign a short-term contract with the Port Authority, each of you will have a chance to get a new house, and your children will be able to go to school. In the face of this good news, don't you have anything to say?"
There was a moment of silence. Frankly speaking, Saber's incitement was terrible. Everyone had doubts in their hearts, but naturally, they also had a trace of anticipation. A muscular black man with a work cap was smarter. He found the Gotham Port Authority's website on his phone, and found that there was a director called Saber Hawk, and he looked exactly like the person on the stage.
He screamed, and then stuffed his hand into the hands of the person next to him, which immediately caused other people to be surprised. In just a few seconds, through whispers and word of mouth, everyone knew that the guy on the stage who seemed to be talking nonsense was not a fake. He really was a big shot.
"In other words, what he said could be true?"
The black man with the work cap mumbled to himself. His voice was overheard by his companions, and it immediately triggered another round of discussion. A minute later, a brave white young man climbed up the platform with the help of others. He looked at Seiber fearfully and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Seiber, I'm sorry.
"Mr. Director, is what you said true?"
"Of course! You can see for yourself. "
Saber passed the paper in his hand to the young man. He looked at it a few times under the light, and finally returned the paper to Saber. He then turned his head and nodded to the workers behind him.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
"Long live the Port Authority!"
After the elected representatives confirmed the contents of the document, the others immediately cheered. The people were paranoid, but most of the time, they had an extraordinary desire for beautiful things, especially the workers. They were either old workers of the dock area or people who were forced out of the Narrow Island because of the 'War of the Narrow Island' and lost their homes.
It was no exaggeration to say that their only desire was to have their own home. As for whether their children went to school or not, in America, the land of hope for mankind, not every parent had this awareness.
"Hey, hey, quiet down, quiet down!"
Saber raised his hands and pressed them down to calm the crowd down. Because of the previous foundation, everyone quickly quieted down. More than 100 people looked at him, wanting to know what this director would say.
Saber looked at the people below the stage and narrowed his eyes.
"But in order for this plan to go through, there are two problems."
"First, Narrow Island is still ruled by those damned gangs. They are a group of despicable drug dealers, thieves, robbers, and sons of b * tches. They took over your old home and drove you to the port area to fend for yourselves. If they are still there, Wayne Industries will hesitate. Who would invest in a place where gangs gather?"
"Second, we have communicated with the police many times about the security of Narrow Island. Guess, what did they say?"
His voice was very loud, enough for everyone to hear clearly. The people discussed animatedly, and the elected representative took a step forward. He asked, "What do you think?"
"Mr. Saber, please don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us, what did the police say?"
This question hit the nail on the head. Saber looked at the others and chuckled.
"The police station said that they're mainly responsible for maintaining order in other parts of the city, so they can't spare too much manpower to maintain order in Narrow Island. You're all workers from Narrow Island, so even if the police station agrees, do you think you can trust the police?"
"F * ck!"
"They are a bunch of sons of b * tches!"
"Disgusting vermin!"
"A bunch of b * stards!"
The swarm of cries below the stage made Saber fully aware of how bad Gotham Police's public base was. He couldn't help but sympathize with Gordon. In such a terrible situation, he still insisted on working for the city. How determined must he be?
However, Saber only thought about it for a moment before he turned around and threw a bucket of sh * t on Gordon's head.
"Yes! They can't protect us at all! They don't even dare to touch a single hair on the gangsters' heads. I'm not willing to let my plan go down the drain. I'm sure you guys aren't willing to let the house and school slip away just like that. So … "
Saber's voice suddenly rose a few octaves.
"So, since the police can't protect our property, we'll do it ourselves!"
His words made everyone stop thinking. Saber took the opportunity to continue his incitement.
"Some of you have been living on the narrow island for decades, but you were still chased out. You can't even return to your home. Your life is worse than a dog's!"
"I also know that some of you have been separated from your family on the narrow island. Now, those b * stards are still stepping on the bones of your wives and children to fight for their dirty 'cause'."
"Think about it, whose home is it? Who gave the gangs the power to chase you away? Do they have that power? "
"You can't always be bullied like this. You have to have your own ideas! For example … you can follow us and take back your home. Your past home, your present home, and your future home! "
Saber's passionate 'speech' continued but was interrupted by a sudden voice.
"Enough! Enough! "
The elected representative shouted. "Mr. Saber, please don't say such ridiculous things. We're just a group of ordinary people. We don't have any weapons. We can't fight against those gangs!"
Saber glanced at him. He hooked his finger behind him and the 'freshly dressed' members of The Devil Gang walked out from the darkness behind him. Each of them held a black M16, wore bulletproof vests, buckled helmets, and had grenades wrapped around their bodies. Kevin stepped forward and shoved an assault rifle into Saber's hand. In front of more than a hundred people, Saber clicked the clip into the rifle. He sneered at the trembling representative and the others below the stage.
"You don't have any weapons!"
"You're just ordinary people!"
"But we have weapons! We're The Devil Gang! But we're not like them! "
"We'll fight this battle. You just have to follow behind us and show them that the people of the dock area are not to be trifled with. Get them out of our home! If they dare to say 'no'. "
"Bang!"
A gunshot was heard, followed by Saber's extremely cold voice.
"Let's blow their heads off!"
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