Two consecutive explosions shocked the revelers.
What happened? It exploded?
Jiang Ning didn't rest. He took out a small Bluetooth speaker and threw it towards the road outside the high wall.
Soon, the sharp and piercing sound of sirens pierced the sky.
The excited thugs were dumbfounded. How come the police came less than 15 minutes after they rushed in?
Damn, there are bombs and police!
Some of the timid ones just grabbed some things and ran away.
Those who were obsessed with looting and smashing things could not control themselves at all. They completely released the devil in their hearts and smashed things around with sticks.
They are just policemen, there are only a few of them, what’s there to be afraid of?
Dry!
This is a wealthy area. One job here is enough to support you for several years. Where else can you find such an opportunity?
Everyone who lives here thinks this is a bullshit 996 blessing. They are all capitalist vampires. If not them, who else can we rob?
So many people rushed in, and there were only a few people and a few guns in the police station. He couldn't believe that he would be so unlucky that the bullet hit him.
So, the zero-dollar shopping carnival continues, madly releasing the emotions that have been suppressed for many years, and swinging them at the glamorous and rich people.
However, no one dared to approach the end of the burning villa area.
The riots continued, with wailing and revelry mixed together, and gunshots rang out from time to time.
Rice, flour, oil, grain, bacon, ham, silk quilts, whatever they saw, they snatched, even their own people snatched, the whole community was a tragedy...
The rich are indeed well-off, and robbing 10 commercial buildings is not as effective as robbing a villa.
Many people were covered in blood, but they left the community with smiles on their faces and carrying supplies.
As soon as I went out, shrill sirens and strong lights swept over.
"You have been surrounded, please put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"
The horn sounded, accompanied by a majestic and sonorous voice, and two trucks rumbled over. Well-trained soldiers jumped out with guns and surrounded the gate of the community.
However, those who wanted to escape fled, those who were full of passion rushed forward, wave after wave of people just rushed forward.
The dense sounds rang out continuously, sounding like festive firecrackers on New Year's Eve.
The bullets seemed to have eyes and shot accurately into the bodies of the thugs, scaring them so much that they retreated back to the villa area.
But no matter how secretly they hid in the darkness, the military and police rushed over like lightning, and they were like blind people...
Strong lights were turned on in the villa area, lighting up most of the sky. The villas were riddled with holes and supplies stained with blood were everywhere.
Some died, some were injured, some were captured, and the riot was completely suppressed.
As the horn sounded, the door of the Rong family slowly opened, and Mr. Rong came out with his son to greet them.
Director Ling was in no hurry to go in. His eyes fell on the fire still burning in the distance. "What's going on over there?"
Young Master Rong couldn't help but feel a little proud, "The thugs tried to storm the villa, but the owner threw gasoline in resistance, burning a large number of people to death."
“50?”
“Yeah!”
“Just gas?”
Young Master Rong was slightly startled, then said, "Yes."
Director Ling ignored him and drove the police car towards Building 50.
Young Master Rong hurried over.
My goodness, there were charred corpses everywhere, the air was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell, and a big hole was blown out of the cement road.
Director Ling looked up and looked at the 50 buildings standing in the darkness.
Young Master Rong couldn't guess what he was thinking, but he knew that the Rong family was allowed to carry guns because of their special relationship, so he touched his nose and said, "In fact, if they hadn't killed the chicken to scare the monkey, there would be more casualties in the community."
Director Ling was a little surprised. This second-generation rich guy had driven a bumper car towards Building 50 before, but now he was in a hurry to speak for them?
“Who is the chairman of the neighborhood property management committee?”
Young Master Rong was proud of it, "Unfortunately, it happened to be me."
Director Ling assigned him a task, "Now is a special period, there are unrest everywhere, I hope you can lead the owners of the community, give full play to the responsibilities of the property management committee, and mobilize people to clean up the community and maintain daily safety.
Of course, if you encounter any difficulties, you can contact the police and we will rush over as soon as possible. "
As he said this, he patted Young Master Rong's shoulder heavily.
The thugs are capable of committing all sorts of atrocities, but the military force allocated to Fengcheng is limited, and they have to maintain the safety of the entire city.
The community has been temporarily rescued, and they are rushing to other parts of the city to perform their duties. They have neither the time nor the energy to spend in Guangming New City.
Young Master Rong wanted to ask them to leave someone on guard, but he swallowed the words back.
If it were anyone else, it would be fine. Director Ling would never use his power for personal gain.
He suddenly felt that the burden on him was a bit heavy. "Okay, thank you Director Ling for arriving on time."
The military and police did not stay long. They patrolled the community and made sure there were no hidden thugs. Then they drove away and rushed to the next place that needed rescue.
As soon as they left, Young Master Rong discussed the safety issues of the community with his father.
The lips and teeth are interdependent. It is true that the Rong family has bodyguards, but if the surrounding areas fall, it will be their turn sooner or later.
Looking at the many owners who had escaped death, Mr. Rong felt a great sense of responsibility and said, "Let's call a meeting of the owners first."
So, on the fourth day of the eternal night, Guangming New City held its third owners' meeting, and loud speakers sounded in the darkness.
Half an hour later, the owners came out of their homes one after another.
Some were seriously injured, some were in disarray, and some... disappeared forever.
The meeting was chaired by Mr. Rong, and each family first reported the number of survivors.
None of the six homeowners survived, they were all killed by the security team.
When Young Master Rong found out which households they were, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his family didn't usually enslave or humiliate the security guards, and was quite polite to servants and bodyguards.
According to reports from various households, a total of more than 40 people died in the community. This is because the thugs still had some conscience. They were more keen on looting supplies, unlike the security team who were annihilated in revenge.
But countless people were injured, and some were frightened and became mentally ill.
What surprised Jiang Ning was that Mr. Chen from Building 36 died, and Mrs. Chen and Chen Yanfei were both injured. Perhaps because he was too domineering in his daily life, even his own servants took advantage of his misfortune, stole the family's supplies, and ran away with the thugs.
Now the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly. Madam Chen choked up on the spot and said, "Master Rong, how do you think we, an orphan and a widow, will live in the future?"
How to live? Master Rong almost twitched his mouth. What does this have to do with him?
However, Chen Yanfei looked at Young Master Rong with tears in her eyes, as if she was pinning her hopes on him being the peerless hero riding a white horse.
Young Master Rong was speechless. What did she have to do with him? He still had to rely on the old man to survive.
He turned around and greeted Jiang Ning from a distance.
Chen Yanfei's teeth were about to break.
Master Rong gave Mrs. Chen verbal comfort, "Please rest assured, the safety of the community is the responsibility of the property management committee, and all the owners will not ignore it."
He is indeed an old fox. What he said is as good as nothing he said.
After determining the number of casualties, Mr. Rong went straight to the point. The first thing was to clean up the bodies in the community as soon as possible. Leaving it alone would cause an epidemic, which would be extremely detrimental to the living environment. The second was to reorganize the security patrol team to ensure the safety of the community.
With the previous experience of the security team's rebellion as a warning, Mr. Rong proposed to set up a security team composed of property owners, with one person from each family to be responsible for security patrols in the community.
The suggestion was good, but the widow of the Chen family had another objection, "How can we, an orphan and a widow, participate in patrols?"
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