Chapter 117: Adults Shouldn't Meddle in Children's Affairs

Accompanied by the pungent smell of black smoke that slowly rose from the underground sewer, countless black-haired rats scrambled out, emitting raspy and mournful shrieks.

Soon, their plump bodies were penetrated by bullets, struggling and twisting as they gradually became ice-cold and rigid.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak—! We confess! We confess!"

Ito Hidemi tossed aside the charcoal in his hand, turned around, and walked out of the boiler room, leaving those cultivated Black-Haired Rat Demons inside to continue enduring the torment.

He removed his mask and took the cup of water passed to him by his subordinate, rinsing his mouth before turning his gaze toward the crowd gathered outside the window.

"These people are here to petition."

His subordinate reported in a soft voice.

"Petition? Petition for what?"

"The leader is the Helmsman of the Canal Gang. They hope we can turn a blind eye to the Black-Haired Rat Clan."

"Canal Gang? There's still a Canal Gang?"