Warlord

On the open space in the middle of the work area, Old Jack gestured with his hand. Immediately, the chattering crowd quietened down.

Old Jack cleared his throat and pointed to Hans.

Just last night, Hans, this bitch, assaulted this poor girl! ”

Even though everyone had vaguely guessed what was going on, when Old Jack spoke the truth, it still caused a huge ruckus.

Many men cursed at Hans. However, it was unknown whether it was out of sympathy for Rita, or because they were angry that Hans had lured everyone away.

Lingcun clenched his fist. Rita’s misfortune was caused by him indirectly.

If he hadn’t pushed Rita out of the door last night, it might have been another outcome.

But it was a foregone conclusion, and even if it was zero, it could not change the fate that was about to befall Rita.

Old Jack waved his hand again, calming everyone down. He pointed furiously at Hans and said, “This despicable dog is ignoring the rules set by me, Old Jack. How do you think we should punish him?”