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Chapter 376 Chaotic Main Street

Meng Donglai didn't agree directly, but looked at his son Mengxiao first.

After all, these two people are his "guests", and he doesn't know what the relationship between them is.

"Father, let Yao Kai and Zi Ling stay."

His son Mengxiao understood what Meng Donglai meant, and he had to decide this matter.

"Okay, then it's up to you to arrange it yourself. Give Uncle Meng the addresses of their two homes, and he will deliver the letter."

After briefly explaining the family affairs, Meng Donglai walked towards the outside of the manor under the guard of Meng Er.

He wanted to take a close look at what chaos would occur in the information society when communications were interrupted.

Since the end of the meteor shower, Jade has been trying its best to collect the status quo of Eagle Nation and other countries in the world that rely more on Eagle Nation Communications Company, and how they will evolve to survive this man-made disaster.

Afterwards, it will definitely be compiled into a report and handed over to Meng Donglai, but Meng Donglai still wants to take a look for himself.

The cold numbers in the report are always less meaningful than the real feelings on the spot.

Walking out of the manor, there is a high-end villa area outside, which belongs to the absolute rich area.

This villa area existed before Meng Donglai moved in. It has been built for more than 30 years, and many rich people have lived here and raised their adults for a generation.

Because it is an old community, the neighbors in the wealthy district are very familiar with each other.

When Meng Donglai walked out of the manor, many familiar neighbors greeted him.

Everything seemed to be in harmony, as if there was an occasional power outage, and everyone believed that it would be restored after a while.

However, some of them looked anxious and were already planning to call a meeting of the business committee.

"Mr. Meng, please come to the meeting too."

"I will let my wife attend the meeting." Meng Dong said back and forth.

He has no interest in this kind of meeting for exchanging information and exchanging information.

But because his manor is considered the most luxurious courtyard in this wealthy area, he is invited to every meeting of the property owners committee.

"Does Mr. Meng know what happened?" Some people felt that they were familiar with Meng Donglai, so they stepped forward to chat.

Meng Donglai looked at the white man who was talking to him, and Yuji reminded him before he remembered his name.

"I'm not very sure, but I can roughly confirm that the communication company in the United States has a problem, while the communication services in other countries I use are normal." Meng Dong said back and forth.

"Really?" Someone nearby heard what Meng Donglai said, and immediately started to go home to find a satellite phone, trying to see if they could reach the outside.

For rich people, it is normal to have some equipment that is not commonly used at home.

These rich people spend a lot of time going out every year, sometimes going to sea, and some people will purchase some satellite phones for safety.

Meng Donglai thinks that they will most likely be disappointed, because wealthy Americans trust American companies, and American satellite communications companies have also failed this time.

Unless someone has the foresight to buy their own company's satellite phone.

"Really, I have a signal!"

Before he could make any progress, a man ran out excitedly from a villa in front with a satellite phone from Meng Donglai Company.

Meng Dong looked at the phone in his hand. It was almost brand new and had probably not been used much before.

There is now a power bank connected to the charging hole on the butt of the phone, which must have been out of power before.

"No more money, oops."

"Pfft!" Meng Er next to him couldn't help laughing.

This kind of ups and downs, like a roller coaster of hope and disappointment, is really unbearable. I guess I want to slap myself this time.

"Give him some credit." Meng Donglai signaled Meng Er to go over.

"it is good."

Meng Donglai didn't bother, and continued to walk outside.

The rich area occupies a large area. Fortunately, Meng Donglai's manor is relatively close to the periphery.

Ten minutes later, Meng Donglai came to the outskirts of the wealthy area, and found that many policemen and bodyguards had gathered here, as well as some residents from the high-rise next door.

These residents should feel that the rich are well-informed and want to inquire about some news here.

Seeing Meng Donglai walking out, his Asian complexion could not conceal his handsome face, and the few bodyguards behind him also set off his nobility.

"Sir, please ask, what happened?" A woman wearing home clothes stepped forward and asked.

"I don't know either." Meng Donglai shook his head, ignored the woman's accosting inquiry, and led the clone directly out of the gathering place.

After walking a few hundred meters, Meng An chased after him.

"Boss, charge him a hundred dollars, and he can recharge by himself after turning on the phone."

"Well, pay attention, I see a mess ahead."

Leaving the rich area is like entering another world.

There are policemen on the outskirts of the wealthy area, bodyguards on the inner floor, and guards at home. The disconnection of the Internet this time only makes them temporarily unable to communicate with the outside world, but they are safe and secure.

The outside is different.

There are buildings with a height of hundreds of meters on both sides of the street. Looking from the first floor, some of the first floors are filled with stores, but now there are few customers inside.

Some people on the street have already taken out their long-barreled rifles to prevent the subsequent chaos from threatening their lives.

Meng An and others also began to change their formation, surrounding Meng Donglai in the middle.

Keep going, the closer you get to the city, the more chaotic the streets will be.

Some of the shops passing by have begun to be snapped up, and panicked people gathered densely outside the shops. The more frequently used shops are, the more people gathered outside.

Fortunately, this is the Eagle Country, and most of the households would have some cash. If they were in a big eastern country, most households would no longer store cash, and the internet would be cut off, so they would probably be unable to buy anything.

Suddenly, Meng Donglai saw a commotion on the street ahead.

Immediately afterwards, there were sounds of smashing, knocking, etc., occasionally mixed with a few gunshots.

"Let's go over and have a look." Meng Donglai gave the order, and everyone began to move quickly there.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

Some dark-skinned people have already started running out of the supermarket with big bags and small bags. Looking at the dog-like posture, they probably didn't pay.

"They're buying for zero yuan." Meng An also saw clearly what happened there at this time: "Do you want to go there? Now those people have lost their minds, and it's still quite dangerous."

At this time, everyone had come to the front, and through the huge glass curtain wall, it could be seen that the shopkeeper inside gathered all the shop assistants and hid in a corner of the shop.

The shopkeeper and the two security guards on the outermost perimeter have guns in their hands, but the three of them have no intention of stopping zero-dollar purchases at all, they just want to ensure the safety of their lives and the employees behind them.

This interesting scene can only be seen in this magical country of "gun battles every day".

The goods in the store are all insured, and the owner doesn’t feel bad at all, even if they are sold out.

If the shop assistants were injured, he would lose a lot.

The few gunshots just now were probably made by the shop owner, warning those who bought things for zero yuan to take things, but not to hurt people.

"Shall we help?" Meng An asked.

He had seen Meng Donglai standing here for a while, and thought he had something on his mind.

"Forget it, I can't help at all."

Meng Donglai pointed to the street ahead.

Buying at zero yuan seems to be contagious, and the shops on both sides of the street ahead have all become targets of patronage.

Many shops have already closed their doors, and some people are not giving up, using any tools available outside to smash and pry the doors.

Moving forward, Meng Donglai found that these zero-dollar buyers are actually quite rational, they only grab things and don't destroy them, and they know sustainable development.

People get crazier the closer you get to the city center.

The cities of Eagleland are strange, unlike cities in many other countries.

The closer to the city center, the poorer the economic strength of the people who live, and the rich live in the suburbs, or even the outskirts of the city.

There are many reasons why a person's economic strength is poor.

Congenital factors such as family situation and personal fate.

Effort, talent, self-control and other acquired factors.

Putting aside the influence of innate factors and only looking at the influence of acquired factors, there is a high probability that the poor economic strength is due to the lack of personal ability.

The lack of ability is most likely due to the lack of reading and low quality.

The quality is not high, in this kind of "troubled times", they like to mess around and destroy.

Before getting close to the city center, vandals have already begun to damage the shops on both sides of the street, some people have started fire prevention, and some vandals robbed things but did not leave, but took valuables with them and continued to rob the next one.

Some people continued to fight back and shoot, and some people robbed with guns.

Whoosh whoosh!
There were more and more inexplicable stray bullets, and several times Meng Donglai could feel the stray bullets flying by the side of his head and hanging in the wind.

"Boss, do you want to go forward? It's already very confusing."

Meng An and the others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

It’s almost the same. This country is quite special. If the disconnection of the Internet is left in other countries, maybe it won’t be so chaotic.

But for some developing countries and third world countries, there may be even more chaos.

Meng Donglai found that he seemed to have mastered a weapon more powerful than a nuclear bomb, which was not very lethal but full of destructive power.

Just like a nuclear bomb, only when it is used, other people will be afraid.

If there is no "little boy" for nuclear bombs, people in the world may not have intuitive feelings.

In the future, when you return to the main world, you can try again if you have the opportunity, and then you can be unscrupulous.

"Let's go back." There was nothing to see, Meng Donglai planned to go back home.

This mess has to be cleaned up by himself.

Otherwise, it will be ordinary people who will suffer.

After turning around and walking out a few steps, there was a sudden sound of a huge engine on the street on the right hand side ahead.

The building at the corner blocked the view, and it was impossible to see what machine was making the sound, which was so deafening.

"Drag racing party." As soon as Meng An finished speaking, dozens of motorcycles rushed out from the street on the right.

These people rode on motorcycles and made all kinds of ghost noises, swearing their territorial sovereignty.

Seeing Meng Donglai, he looked like a rich man.

These people immediately surrounded them, and motorcycles came one after another. Finally, more than 100 motorcycles surrounded Meng Donglai and others.

The bodyguards were very careful, and while Meng An directed, he used his mobile phone to contact the surrounding people to respond.

"It's done very well this time, and it has made great progress." Meng Donglai praised.

If it was Meng An from before, he would probably have pulled out his spear and shot all of these people.

"The boss is awesome. The main reason is that these people are not threatening." Meng An acted modestly like he was in Versailles.

There are drag racing parties around and heard it.

How can you bear to look down on them so much?

The leader rushed towards Meng Donglai with a steel rod in both hands.

Meng Donglai stood still, and Meng An won directly.

He firmly caught the steel rod in the assailant's hand with one hand, and punched him directly in the chest, sending him flying from the car.

puff!The assailant directly foamed at the mouth, mixed with some blood, and hit the ground heavily.

Meng An didn't stop, and continued to move forward, directly rushing into the closed circle surrounded by the drag racing party.

One punch, one kick.

It hurts when touched, and falls when touched.

Two minutes later, only the downed motorcycle and drag racing party were left on the scene.

This superhuman force shocked even those who were shopping for zero yuan, and they did not dare to come to any nearby store near Meng Donglai.

Some shop assistants took the opportunity to rush out, and the shop ignored them and followed Meng Donglai silently.

Meng Donglai continued to return, and some unknown people on the road chose to follow.

Meng Donglai persuaded them to stay where they are and wait for the government to rescue them.

But not many people were obedient, and they still believed in the force of Meng An and others.

Meng Donglai was very rich at first glance, and he would definitely not harm them, and that was enough.

Helpless, Meng Donglai could only take them forward.

On the way, I encountered two waves of people who didn't have long eyes, and one of them even shot.

But all of this was of no avail. Even if these saboteurs came with tanks, it was useless. They were all dealt with by Meng An and his men.

This is terrible, more and more people choose to follow Meng Dong, and when they reach the edge of the rich area, the number of people has exceeded 1000.

When the police and security guards on the outskirts of the rich area saw such a large group of people approaching, they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Several policemen fired their guns into the sky and shouted to make the crowd stop.

Meng Donglai asked Meng An to stop with his people, and stepped forward to negotiate by himself.

These people all know Meng An, the richest man in the rich area, with a lot of face.

"Let these people temporarily settle in the periphery and not enter the community. I will provide them with food and drinking water. Don't worry."

"Okay, as long as you don't enter the community, Mr. Meng decides."

After the negotiation, Meng Donglai left Meng An and the three clones behind, while he took the others back home.

When he got home, he arranged for Ryan to raise food, drink and tents for the people outside, while he went into the study.

He doesn't worry that the "refugees" outside will be neglected. Most of the rich people in the community will choose to help Ryan resettle these people, whether it's for charity or to prevent them from being impacted, so he doesn't have to participate anymore.

"How is the production of the satellite going?"

Meng Donglai closed the study door, and the projection on the desktop opened immediately.

(End of this chapter)