Two consecutive explosions shocked the rejoicing rioters.

What happened? There was another explosion?

Jiang Ning did not rest, took out a small Bluetooth speaker and threw it to the road outside the high wall.

Soon, the sharp and piercing sound of police sirens cut through the sky.

The excited rioters were dumbfounded. They had just rushed in less than 15 minutes ago, and the police came?

Damn, bombs and police!

Some of the timid ones grabbed some things and ran away.

Those who were too obsessed with looting and smashing could not control themselves at all. They completely released the devil in their hearts and smashed things with sticks.

They are just policemen, so few people are afraid of hammers.

Damn!

This is a rich area. One job is enough to live for several years. Where else can you get such an opportunity?

Everyone who lives here is a 996-hour worker. They are all capitalist vampires. Who else can he rob if not them?

So many people rushed in, and there were only a few people and guns in the police station. He didn't believe that he would be so unlucky that the bullet hit him.

So, the zero-dollar shopping carnival continued, madly releasing the emotions that had been suppressed for many years, and making a fuss about the glamorous rich people.

However, no one dared to approach the end of the villa area that was burning.

The riots continued, wailing and carnival intertwined, and gunshots rang out from time to time.

Rice, flour, oil, grain, bacon, ham, silk quilts, whatever they saw was taken, even from their own people, the whole community was a tragedy...

The rich really had abundant material resources, and robbing 10 commercial buildings was not enough to rob a villa.

Many people were covered in blood, but they left the community with smiles on their faces and holding their materials.

As soon as I went out, the shrill sirens and strong lights swept over.

"You are surrounded, please put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

The horns sounded, accompanied by a majestic and sonorous voice, two trucks rumbled over, and well-trained soldiers jumped down with guns, surrounding the gate of the community.

However, those who fled fled, and those who were passionate were passionate, and waves of people rushed over like this.

Dense sounds rang out continuously, like extremely festive New Year's Eve firecrackers.

The bullets had eyes, and they accurately shot into the bodies of the rioters, scaring them back to the villa area.

But no matter how secretly they hid in the dark, the military and police rushed over like lightning, and they were like blind people...

Strong lights lit up in the villa area, lighting up most of the sky. The villas were riddled with holes, and the supplies were stained with blood everywhere.

The dead died, the injured were injured, and the arrested were arrested. The riot was completely suppressed.

As the horn sounded, the door of the Rong family slowly opened, and Rong Laojia came out with his son to greet them.

Director Ling was in no hurry to go in, his eyes fell on the place where the fire was still burning in the distance, "What happened over there?"

Rong Sanshao couldn't help but feel a little proud, "The thugs wanted to storm the villa, the owner poured gasoline to resist, and burned a lot of people."

"50 buildings?"

"Yeah!"

"Just gasoline?"

Rong Sanshao was slightly stunned, then said, "Yes."

Director Ling ignored him and drove the police car to 50 buildings.

Rong Sanshao followed closely.

Good guys, there are charred bodies everywhere, the space is filled with irritating and unpleasant smells, and a big hole was blown out of the concrete 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 a chicken to scare the monkey, there would be more casualties in the community."

Director Ling was a little surprised. This second-generation idiot drove a bumper car to Building 50 before, but now he was eager to speak for them?

"Who is the chairman of the community property management committee?"

Young Master Rong was proud, "Unfortunately, it happens to be me."

Director Ling arranged a task for him, "Now is a special period, and there are turmoil everywhere. I hope you can lead the community owners, 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 difficulties, you can contact the police station, and we will rush over as soon as possible."

As he said, he patted Young Master Rong's shoulder heavily.

The thugs are capable of all kinds of evil, 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 in a hurry to go to other parts of the city for duty. 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 duty, but he swallowed the words when they came to his lips.

If it were someone else, it would be fine. Bureau Ling would never use his power for personal gain.

He suddenly felt that the burden on him was a bit heavy. "Okay, thank you Bureau Ling for arriving in time."

The military police did not stay long. They patrolled the community, and after making sure there were no hidden thugs, they drove away and rushed to the next place that needed rescue. As soon as

they left, Young Master Rong discussed the safety of the community with his father.

It is true that the Rong family has bodyguards, but if the surrounding area is destroyed, it will be their turn sooner or later.

Looking at the many owners who escaped death, Mr. Rong felt a great sense of responsibility, "First call the owners to a meeting."

So, on the fourth day of the eternal night, Guangming New City held the third owners' meeting, and the loudspeaker sounded in the darkness.

Half an hour later, the owners walked out of their homes one after another.

Some were seriously injured, some were in tatters, and some... disappeared forever.

The meeting was chaired by Mr. Rong, and each family reported the number of survivors.

There were six owners who did not survive, and they all died at the hands of the security team.

When Young Master Rong learned which families they were, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, his family did not enslave or humiliate the security guards, and was polite to servants and bodyguards.

According to reports from various households, more than 40 people died in the community, and this was because the thugs still had a conscience and were more interested in looting supplies, unlike the security team who were vindictive and annihilated the entire group.

However, 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 injured. Perhaps because they were too bossy, they even took advantage of the situation and robbed the family's supplies and ran away with the mob.

Now the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly. Mrs. Chen choked on the spot, "Mr. Rong, how do you think we, an orphan and a widow, will live in the future?"

How to live? Mr. Rong's mouth almost twitched. What does this have to do with him?

But Chen Yanfei looked at Mr. Rong with tears in her eyes, as if she was pinning her hopes on him as a great hero riding a white horse.

Mr. Rong was speechless. What does he have to do with her? She still has to rely on the old man to live.

Turning her head, she greeted Jiang Ning from a distance.

Chen Yanfei was so angry that her teeth were about to break.

Mr. Rong verbally comforted Mrs. Chen, "Please rest assured, the safety of the community is the responsibility of the property management committee, and all the owners will not ignore it."

As expected, he was an old fox, and his words were as good as nothing.

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. If left alone, it would cause plague and 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, Mr. Rong proposed to establish a security team formed by the owners, with one person from each family being responsible for the safety patrol of the community.

The suggestion is good, but the widow of the Chen family has another opinion, "How can we, an orphan and a widow, participate in the patrol?"