Hmm, this is very important.
It looks like the arrest this morning was also because someone was secretly selling drugs?
Uncle Jes slightly furrowed his brows, feeling a rush of anger whenever he thought about those addictive drugs.
Having lived on this street for over a decade, he had seen too much, too many happy families shattered because of those deadly substances, how many decent and kind people turned into something neither human nor ghost because of it?
Initially, he had thought about helping those addicted, but later he realized it was utterly useless; once they got a taste, there was no turning back.
So, yes, those drug dealers indeed deserved to die.
Thinking of this, Uncle Jes blew out a heavy breath from his nostrils, glancing at the few shops still open on the street. The shop owners were also standing at their doors with weapons, watching. Seeing the situation, they then turned back inside their shops.
