Chapter 54: A new territory (2)
The 11th Hamlet could be compared to the 10th hamlet in terms of living condition, housing structures and population — if it weren’t for the ironhand gang members residing in their settlement, their population would be the same as the 10th Hamlet’s.
Currently, it was evening and the sun had begun to lose its afternoon glory, the people of the Hamlet had started returning home from the farm. But unlike in the 10th hamlet, they all wore sad, sour expressions.
The women looked tired, annoyed, and in pain, all thanks to the ironhand gang members who made it a habit to assault them daily.
While they had fathers, brothers, and even lovers, none of them dared speak against the gang members.
Of course, it wasn’t because they lacked courage, but because they were being careful.
Those who had been courageous enough to challenge the gang members had been taken away from the Hamlet, never to be seen again.
At that moment, six of those despicable cultists sat leisurely around the storage house, discussing their mischievous achievements—how many women they had had their way with and how many homes they had destroyed.
Two of them even have a beautiful young lady sitting on their lap as they discussed. They kept touching them inappropriately even despite the protest of the ladies.
"Where are Baije and the others?" one of them suddenly asked.
"Those bastards have left the Hamlet since morning to escort those beautiful ladies to the stream," another replied.
"We all know what they might be doing right now, hahahah," the asker laughed heartily, tapping his knees.
"Baije has a big rod, he is going to cripple those young ladies, haha."