NOVEL NEXT Chapter 301 Do You Eat Pancakes?
There must be brave men under heavy rewards. Don't underestimate the power of the masses at any time. They either become the Chaoyang crowd or form a bounty hunter group.
Most of the thugs are sticks or kitchen knives, as long as they dare to risk their lives, who is afraid of who is not sure.
Lu Yu excitedly contacted, "Ah Ning, our building formed a bounty team of 50 people, and caught more than 20 thugs nearby in one day, and we really got the reward."
They are all flesh and blood, and there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as they are absolutely crushed in terms of numbers and momentum, many thugs can only be caught without a fight.
Lu Yu and Zhang Chao came out of the orphanage, and they lived their lives based on people's faces when they were young. Later, one fell in love to make a living, and the other ran a business to get angry everywhere.
What's more, the people in Aoyuan are united, and there are two people who teach acting skills and experience, and the sharp-mouthed monkeys are even at the level of movie kings.
Once encountering thugs, all of them put on a mighty look, holding weapons and shouting, rushing forward, as if a thousand troops were rushing towards them.
Just ask if you are afraid?
Jiang Ning was curious, "How will the thugs deal with it after they turn it over to the police station?"
"In troubled times, severe punishments are used. Serious crimes eat peanuts and then sent to garbage power plants; lesser crimes are sent to do hard work."
Lu Yu admired her foresight. It is relatively safer to buy a house near the police station. The young people in Aoyuan have also received the true biography of Shen Ge. Also harmonious.
Unlike the house he lived in before, he had to put a knife under the pillow when he slept, and he had to beware of being murdered at all times.
Jiang Ning warned, "The riot will probably not subside for a while, you should pay attention to safety."
"The same goes for you and Brother Shen. Many people in the villa area have guns. Ordinary thugs may not dare to attack you, but the evil forces may not."
This is also what Jiang Ning is worried about. Since he was suppressed by the army under high pressure, coupled with the sea of fire tactics of 50 buildings, many thugs really know that the villa area is not easy to mess with, and they dare not act rashly for a while.
But there are always some who are ready to move, or who think they are powerful, and sneak in over the high wall.
As a result, he hadn't touched the door of the villa yet, either he was found by a dog and bitten half to death, or he was held to his head with a gun by a patrol.
They are not policemen, since they entered vertically, they have to exit horizontally.
After more than a dozen waves were wiped out one after another, everyone gradually got used to it, and they were no longer panicked like when Yong Ye erupted.
Whether the rich or the poor, they are constantly adapting to natural disasters in order to see the light of day again.
Ling Ju and others were recuperating at Rong's house, which could be regarded as giving Rong Sanshao a reason to bomb Jiang Ning.
He seemed to be a chatterbox, coming to harass every half an hour.
"Sister, Director Ling is awake."
"Sister, Ju Ling seems to have farted."
"Sister, Ju Ling's reaction is a little slow, won't he be labeled as dementia?"
"Oh, it's so boring, three missing one, are you coming?"
Jiang Ning couldn't bear it anymore, "Can you eat pancakes?"
Young Master Rong couldn't help it, it was too uncomfortable to hold back the family, he was shocked by Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen's toughness, and suddenly felt that the second generation were weak, and it would be humiliating to play with them.
Nothing can stop him, he wants to be close to the heart of the strong.
He gambled on his own character, the relationship between the two of them and Ling Ju was definitely not easy, it felt like an invisible bond was pulling the three of them.
Third Young Master Rong can't figure it out, hurry up!
The Rong family found a family doctor again, but Jiang Ning didn't want to have too much contact with Ju Ling, so he didn't ask any questions these days.
In fact, what she didn't know was that as soon as she woke up, Director Ling made sure that the police officer's life was not in danger, and insisted on notifying the police station to pick him up despite Master Rong's persuasion.
There is still a lot of work waiting.
He is here to rest and recuperate, will the mob stop crimes?
Rong Sanshao didn't hide anything, and told the truth about his experience of being saved.
Knowing that it was Huo Yishen and Jiang Ning who rescued him from hundreds of thugs, Bureau Ling was not too surprised. Before leaving, he praised the Rong family a few words, "The security patrol in the community is doing well, if there are yours in other communities Awareness, the thugs will not be so rampant, please continue not to take it lightly."
After he left, Third Young Master Rong lay down on the sofa, "Dad, what do you think Ling Ju has to do with Building 50?"
On the day when the thugs stormed the villa, he rushed to the 50 buildings immediately, which was obviously out of concern.
He was neither surprised nor grateful for saving his own life, and made it clear that he did not treat 50 buildings as an outsider.
"You said that Building 50 is not an undercover agent of the Ling Bureau, who wants to secretly control the wealthy district?"
"There's something wrong with your brain." Master Rong thinks he's stupid, "What undercover do you see who doesn't hesitate to make an enemy of the whole community?"
"You don't admit it when you are old, do you understand the anti-routine of young people?"
Father and son looked down on each other, Rong Sanshao didn't stop talking for a while, "If Building 50 behaves like other rich people, can I have a crush on them?"
In short, it is definitely not simple, the smell emanating from the two of them is wrong.
How should I put it, it's the kind... Rong Sanshao can't explain it clearly, anyway, it's unusual!
Master Rong got used to beating, so he knocked over with the stick, "Stinky boy, your wings are hard, right? When I was fighting the world, you didn't even have a scum, get out of this door if you have the ability!"
Raw barbecued pork is better than raw him!
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Jiang Ning picked a few wooden boards from the space, put them in the room on the first floor with iron frames, moistened the wooden boards with water, and spread black moss sporadically on them.
For comparison, I took out several planting pots.
I took a light bulb with a low wattage and only illuminated it for about three hours a day.
The black moss has a well-developed root system, and within a few days, it has been tightly attached to the wood and soil, and has begun to grow continuously.
In less than half a month, it can be cut off with a sickle.
Jiang Ning tasted a piece in his mouth. It had no special taste, but it was more chewable than Guanyin soil.
It can be fried or boiled, and it will not be poisoned if eaten raw.
Fearing that the two would not like it, Jiang Ning washed and chopped the moss, beat two eggs, stirred them and fried them in a pan.
Don't say it, the two stay on the stove.
The taste of fried eggs is good, and a large plate is quickly finished.
Jiang Ning plans to make glutinous rice balls or bread, in short, let the two experience a hard life from time to time, so they can't keep their mouths in their mouths.
Not only to eat at home, but even poultry have to share joys and sorrows.
For the poultry, as long as they are full, there is light every day, and occasionally there is music to listen to. They have adapted to the eternal night and severe cold and started to lay eggs hard.
The night is endless, and most people's lives have come to a standstill. Even the rich are worrying about their future livelihood.
They also hid materials outside, but it is not sure whether they were robbed by mobs, while the amount hidden in the villa was getting smaller and smaller.
So they inquired with Qin Chuan one after another, wanting to raise some poultry.
Even though they were separated by a high wall, their hearing became more acute in the eternal night, and they could still hear the crowing of chickens, ducks and geese from 50 buildings...