Read Novel Full Chapter 296: Widow
Chapter 296: Widow
Two consecutive explosions stunned the rioters who were reveling.
What’s going on? Why are there explosions?
Jiang Ning didn’t pause; she took out a Bluetooth speaker and threw it towards the road outside the high wall.
Soon, sharp and piercing police sirens tore through the air.
The excited rioters were dumbfounded. They had only just rushed in for less than 15 minutes, and the police were already here?
Damn it, bombs and police again!
Some of the more timid ones grabbed some things and ran away.
As for those caught up in the looting and smashing, they couldn’t control themselves at all. They completely unleashed the demons in their hearts, swinging and smashing wildly with sticks.
It’s just the police, what are a few of them afraid of?
Come on!
This is the wealthy area. One job here is enough to live well for several years. Where else will they get this opportunity?
Everyone here is fair game. To hell with the 996 welfare. They’re all capitalist vampires. If we don’t rob them, who will we rob?
With so many people rushing in, and only a few police officers and a few guns in the police station, they didn’t believe they would be so unlucky as to be hit by a bullet.
So, the zero-yuan shopping spree continued, crazily releasing the pent-up emotions of many years, swinging wildly at the glamorous rich people.
However, no one dared to approach the burning villa area again.
The riot continued, with wails intermingling with revelry, and gunshots occasionally ringing out.
Rice, flour, oil, cured meat, silk quilts—anything they saw, they looted. Some even turned against their own people in the looting. The entire neighborhood was witnessing a tragedy…
As expected, the wealthy people had abundant supplies. Looting ten commercial buildings wasn’t even enough to equal one villa.
Many people were covered in blood but had smiles on their faces as they left the neighborhood with their loot.
As soon as they stepped out, the piercing police sirens and bright lights swept over them.
“You are surrounded. Please immediately put down your weapons and surrender!”
The loudspeaker blared, accompanied by a stern and resolute voice. Two trucks rumbled over, and well-trained soldiers with guns jumped down, surrounding the neighborhood’s gates.
However, some ran, while the fiery spirits persisted in their advance. Waves of people surged forward.
The dense sound rang continuously, like the festive firecrackers on New Year’s Eve.
The bullets seemed to have eyes, accurately piercing the bodies of the rioters, scaring them back into the villa area.
But even if they hid in the darkness, the soldiers and police officers swiftly rushed over, while they stumbled around like blind men…
Bright lights lit up the villa area, illuminating most of the sky. The villas, riddled with bullet holes, were everywhere, and the supplies were stained red with blood.
Some dead, some injured, some captured—the riot was thoroughly suppressed.
As the loudspeaker sounded, the gates of the Rong family slowly opened, and Rong Laojia came out to greet them with his son.
Chief Ling didn’t rush in; his gaze fell on the burning area in the distance. “What happened over there?”
Rong Sanshao couldn’t help but feel a little proud. “The rioters tried to rush to the villa, and the owners fought back with gasoline, burning a large area.”
“Building 50?”
“Yeah!”
“Just gasoline?”
Rong Sanshao was slightly stunned, then said, “Yes.”
Chief Ling ignored him and drove towards the Building 50.
Rong Sanshao hurriedly follow.
Damn, there were charred bodies everywhere, and the air was filled with a pungent smell. The concrete road had been blown into a big pit.
Chief Ling looked up at the Building 50 standing in the darkness.
Rong Sanshao couldn’t guess his thoughts, but he knew that the Rong family was allowed to carry guns because of their special relationship. So, he touched his nose and said, “Actually, if they hadn’t killed a chicken to scare the monkeys, there would have been more casualties in the neighborhood.”
Chief Ling was somewhat surprised. This second-generation rich kid, who had previously played bumper cars towards Building 50, but now he was eager to speak up for them?
“Who is the chairman of the neighborhood committee?”
Rong Sanshao responded with pride, “Coincidentally, it happens to be me.”
Chief Ling assigned him a task, “It’s a special period now, with unrest happening everywhere. I hope you can lead the neighborhood owners, fully utilize the responsibilities of the Neighborhood Committee, organize manpower to clean up the neighborhood and maintain daily security.
Of course, if you encounter difficulties, you can contact the police station, and we will rush over as soon as possible.”
With that, he patted Rong Sanshao’s shoulder heavily.
The rioters were committing all sorts of atrocities, but the military forces allocated to Fengcheng were limited. They had to maintain the security of the entire city.
The neighborhood was temporarily relieved, and they were eager to rush to other parts of the city for duty. They had no time or energy to waste on Guangming New City.
Rong Sanshao thought about requesting them to leave some people on guard duty, but he swallowed his words before they came out.
It might be easy to say for others, but Chief Ling would never act in favor of private interests.
He suddenly felt the burden on his shoulders was a bit heavy. “Alright, thank you, Chief Ling, for arriving in time.”
The military and police did not stay long. After inspecting the neighborhood to ensure there were no hidden rioters, they drove away, rushing to the next place in need of rescue.
As soon as they left, Rong Sanshao discussed the security issues of the neighborhood with his biological father.
As the saying goes, when lips are gone, teeth are cold. While the Rong family had bodyguards, if the surrounding areas fell, it would only be a matter of time before their turn came.
Looking at many homeowners who had narrowly escaped death, Rong Laojia felt a heavy sense of responsibility. “Let’s hold a meeting of the homeowners first.”
So, on the fourth day of Eternal Night, Guangming New City held its third homeowners meeting, and the loudspeaker sounded in the darkness.
Half an hour later, homeowners came out of their homes one after another.
Some were severely injured, some were disheveled, and some… had disappeared forever.
The meeting was chaired by Rong Laojia, and each household reported the number of survivors.
Six households had no survivors, all of them died at the hands of the security team.
When Rong Sanshao learned which households they were, he couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, their family didn’t usually mistreat the security guards and servants, so they were relatively polite to them.
After each household reported, they discovered over forty people had died nearby. It seemed the rioters hadn’t lost all their sense of right and wrong; they were more into stealing stuff than wanting to hurt as much as the security team did.
But there were countless injuries, and some suffered from psychological trauma due to fright.
What surprised Jiang Ning was that Mr. Chen from Building 36 had died, Mrs. Chen and Chen Yanfei were injured. Perhaps because they were usually too domineering, even their own servants turned against them, looted their belongings, and ran away amidst the chaos of the rioters.
Now, the mother and daughter were crying in pain. Mrs. Chen choked, “Mr. Rong, how will we, as widows and orphans, live in the future?”
How to live? Rong Laojia almost twitched his mouth. What did this have to do with him?
But, to make matters worse, Chen Yanfei looked at Rong Sanshao with teary eyes, seemingly pinning her hopes on him as a heroic knight on a white horse.
Rong Sanshao was speechless. What did she have to do with him? He still had to rely on the old man to live.
He turned his head and greeted Jiang Ning across the space.
Mrs. Chen gave Jiang Ning a murderous look.
Rong Laojia gave verbal reassurance to Mrs. Chen, “Please rest assured, the security of the neighborhood is the responsibility of the Neighborhood Committee, and all homeowners will not neglect it.”
Indeed, he was an old fox. What he said was as good as not saying anything.
After confirming the number of casualties, Rong Laojia got straight to the point. First, they needed to quickly clean up the bodies in the neighborhood. Leaving them unattended could cause an epidemic, which would be extremely detrimental to the living environment. Second, they needed to reorganize the security patrol team to ensure the safety of the neighborhood.
Given the precedent of the security team’s betrayal, Rong Laojia proposed establishing a security team formed by homeowners. Each household would send one person to be responsible for security patrols in the neighborhood.
It was a good suggestion, but the widow of the Chen family had objections again, “How can widows and orphans like us participate in patrols?”