"See? This is what happens when you dare to offend us!"
The man wielding the whip cried out triumphantly as he raised it high.
Originally a fishmonger, he had been put out of work by the Gang's monopoly and had become a desperate soul, just like the onlookers struggling to survive.
He and many other fishmongers had once suffered the Gang's brutal beatings, robbed of everything necessary for survival.
But when he discovered these two sneaking around, fishing, he immediately reported them, hoping to join the Gang's ranks.
The onlookers muttered. Dammit, why wasn't it me who found them?Lucky bastards usually have their lives cut short.Look at that smug bastard, why doesn't he just drop dead?
The eyes of the crowd glinted with envy and jealousy. They clenched their teeth helplessly, yet this only heightened the whip wielder's enjoyment of the power his position afforded him.
