Chapter 827: Force suppression (1)

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Many people opened their hearts with joy and joy. The result was not over two days. When the money was not earned, it was robbed and stolen. Everything in the house was moved and the eyes were crying.
A group of people who suffered heavy losses immediately found the monsoon of the monsoon smoke, and the monks and smokes who were crying for the land were fair.
Monsoon smoke: "..."
Linghe stood on the side, looked at it, smashed the ground, cried the tears and snotted the man, and looked at the gloomy monsoon smoke, and secretly took a breath.

Before the shops in the city were only open to people from the Red Blood Brigade. They are the bosses here. No one dares to provoke them, and they dare not go to the idea of ​​their shops. But now, the shops are open and open. People, most of the force is not high, so ..." Ling He euphemistic opening.
Most of the wanted people, the more powerful, and the stronger the strength, the more disdain to do some things to support the family, the shops in the city, most of them are the artisans who are nowhere to be compared to the enemy, they have the technology, but they do not have enough combat power to protect themselves. The property was robbed by some unscrupulous people.
This kind of situation, in the Happy Valley, it is understandable, after all, most of them are not good people.
but……
Ling He looked at the face of the monsoon smoke, silently wiped the tears for the stupid idiots, and immediately looked at the group of people who complained: "You have seen the appearance of those people?"
A group of people shook their heads.
Those who steal are all holding hands in the dead of night, and those who are brazen and robbery are not fools. When they are robbed, they are all masked, so that no one can know what the other person looks like.
Linghe also has a headache. I don’t know who is doing it. It’s really hard to do.
Of course...
The monsoon smoke suddenly stood up from the chair. She gestured to Linghe: "Go to the people in the city and bring me to the square."
Linghe slightly stunned and immediately led the death.
On the square of the Floating City, the giant gods activated by the monsoon smoke still stand there, and it occasionally looks at the crowds who have entered.
After the monsoon smoke went to the square, in a short while, the residents of the floating city were called up, and a group of robbed victims stood by the monsoon smoke, and each face mourned.
The residents who were called up stalked in groups of three, and some doubted what the monsoon smoke called them for.
Meng Fusheng also rushed over and watched the monsoon smoke make such a big battle, and could not help but curious to get together.
"What's going on here?"
The monsoon smoke did not open, but Linghe said everything that happened today. After the hearing of Meng Fusheng, a "surely so" expression is obviously used to the situation in the floating city.
"This is also a no-brainer. It is difficult for ordinary people to open a shop in Fuguang City. The people here are not kind. If you don't know what the other person looks like, it is not easy to find out who is doing it. Meng Fusheng cautiously opened his eyes, but his eyes looked at the monsoon smoke involuntarily.
He admits that the monsoon smoke is very strong and mysterious, but...
Governing a city, and still a sinful city, is not as simple as you think.
He would like to see how the monsoon smoke will deal with the smoky city, how to deal with these thorny problems, how to suppress this group of fierce gods.