No one answered the questions in their hearts. More and more houses in this area were violently broken into, while a squad that was clearly a high-combat-power force ran about everywhere, shouting as they drove people away or cursing without restraint, attacking anyone they caught.
Anyone identified as being on Zhong Kui's side was subjected to immediate groping if they were women—some had their clothes torn apart, others were threatened. Those who were not women were beaten senseless, then gathered onto the road like sacks of sand.
The others nearby who had not been targeted rejoiced wildly that they had nothing to do with Zhong Kui. They stood to the side as spectators, watching more and more people being rounded up, as though they were about to be slaughtered together. Fear inevitably welled up within them as well.
Amid the overwhelming shouts and pleas for mercy, the last woman was pushed out, her clothes in tatters, and thrown into the crowd in a scene of utter humiliation—
At last, a young man dressed all in black stepped out from the force carrying out these acts. He stood before them in the most arrogant manner possible. His black cap hid most of his face, leaving only his tightly pressed thin lips to reveal an icy chill.
Clearly, he was their leader and the mastermind behind this brazen operation.
"Spare us... please spare us." Before the man in black, a middle-aged man clutching his fifteen-year-old daughter desperately begged for mercy and kept shrinking back. But with people packed tightly behind him, there was nowhere for him to retreat.
The girl in his arms was terrified. Half her clothes had been torn away, exposing her still-developing, delicate body. The watching crowd swept their eyes over her without restraint, while those captured behind her