The Self-Rescue Team's Core

Once one victim stepped forward, there would be a second, then a third.

Before long, everyone would come forward.

After all, they had suffered grievous losses and harbored deep resentment.

Stealing the only supplies people had left was tantamount to indirectly taking their lives. It was a terrible crime.

More and more victims stepped forward to accuse them and identify them.

There was no way these thugs could talk their way out of it. Even if they had mouths all over their bodies, they still couldn't argue against so many victims' testimony.

There had originally been twenty or thirty hangers-on who had thrown in their lot with Tyrant, but the others had behaved themselves this time and hadn't come forward to make a scene.

These few idiots should have been grateful they hadn't been held accountable. Instead, they had failed to learn their lesson and had dared to jump in and stir up trouble. Naturally, Jiang Yue was going to settle old scores with them.

Even if it was only to make an example of them, these men couldn't be allowed to stay.

One victim after another tearfully recounted what had happened, and many of the survivors at the scene quickly sympathized with them.

If Jiang Yue hadn't shown up in time, this kind of house-to-house looting would sooner or later have spread throughout the entire complex. No one present would have escaped unscathed.

Before long, the crowd was seething with anger, and someone shouted that they should get rid of these pests.

Under everyone's furious condemnation, even these thugs, who usually feared nothing, couldn't help getting scared.

Jiang Yue discussed the matter with Luo Teng, and they quickly came up with a plan.

There were eight hangers-on in the group. They were stripped on the spot of the rice