Chapter 74: Night Attack on Jack's Family

The security guard took Mom X and the child home.

After closing the door, he looked unhappy and said, "What did you just say? How could someone help you take care of your child?"

"How can you still push your luck?"

"It's so chaotic outside now, no one knows if someone is human or ghost. If he can give medicine to children, it shows that he is a trustworthy good person."

Mom X sat on the bed holding the child, feeding him medicine while unbuttoning her clothes and using breast milk to pour the medicine down for him.

She didn't argue with the security guard, but said with a gentle expression. "Isn't that all for the sake of the child? You know, the only motivation I have to live now is the baby. If something happens to her, what's the point of my life?"

Speaking, tears fell down again.

The security guard turned his head and saw her snow-white breasts, feeling both soft hearted and tough.

His tone slowed down, "Hey, I understand what you mean. But as a person, at least you need to know how to repay kindness."

Thinking that Jack had helped him twice, the security guard patted his thigh and sighed, "If it weren't for Jack, I wouldn't have thought about hoarding supplies in advance and wouldn't have survived until now

! "

"I must find an opportunity to repay this great kindness."

At this moment, the faint voice of Mom X could be heard in his ear.

"Actually, I don't think you need to be so grateful to Jack. At least he's still guarding against you, right?"

The security guard paused for a moment and exclaimed excitedly, "What are you saying?"

Mom X looked weak and gentle, 'Think about it, if he really trusts you, he should have opened the door when we went over and let us sit inside.'

"That medicine was thrown out of the window without even showing its face. Isn't it on guard against you?"

The security guard was very unhappy. "Don't speak recklessly! They are so kind, what did it become in your mouth?"

Mom X remained calm and continued speaking softly, "I'm not talking nonsense. I think he helped you, but he didn't suffer much loss either

Maybe he just intentionally gave you some small favors and hopes that one day you can be his henchman."

"If he were really a good person, could he use those vicious means to kill dozens of neighbors?"

"I only believe he is a good person if he is willing to let us live in his house. Besides, his house is also big, and we don't have many of them." 

Before Mom X could continue speaking, a loud shout rang in her ear.

"That's enough."

The security guard's face turned red and he looked at her angrily, which startled Mom X.

The baby in her arms also burst into tears.

Mom X quickly hugged the baby and said softly, "I'm sorry, it was my mistake. What I just said was also for your own good. At this moment, it's always right for everyone to be more careful."

The security guard said coldly, "Don't say such things again in the future! I can still distinguish between good luck and bad luck."

"If I doubt my benefactor, am I still not a person?"

The security guard was honest and straightforward, but honesty and foolishness were not the same concept.

That's right, even if Jack helped him with a purpose, so what?

There was no such thing as kindness without reason in this world.

He lived in his forties, worked as a security guard for over a decade, and witnessed the complexities of human relationships. How could you not understand this principle? Mom X knew that the security guard was angry and knew that the heat could not be increased any further, so she obediently chose to shut up.

However, this did not mean that she had given up inciting the security guard.

The warm house of Jack's family was what she had always dreamed of!

Mom X lowered her head and glanced at her eight-month-old baby, secretly making up her mind.

"Baby, I don't care how much it costs for us two to survive."

…

It's night.

The white moonlight falls on the silver earth, carrying a hint of desolation and loneliness.

The heavy snow has been fell continuously for almost a month, sometimes bigger and sometimes slightly smaller, but it hadn't stopped for a day.

The snow in Community had piled up to the fourth floor, and the ground was covered in white.

Due to habit, most people still fell asleep at this time.

The entrance gate on the first floor of Building 25 was completely blocked by tens of thousands of tons of snow, making it impenetrable.

Suddenly, the snow layer at the entrance seemed to loosen slightly, and several pieces of ice debris fell to the ground.

But soon, a large piece of ice and snow bulged out and was forcefully pushed out.

A shovel appeared from the broken hole.

Then, the hole was bigger and bigger, and a dozen people in heavy clothes with shovel, steel bars and axes came out of it. The leader was not tall, thin in stature, and had deeply sunken cheeks.

However, he had a pair of sharp and chilling eyes.

After entering the hallway, he lowered his voice and said, "Let's go up."

A group of people carefully held onto the weapons and climbed up the stairs.

Their formation was very neat, with someone in front holding wooden boards and pans as shields.

When they arrived at the tenth floor, they coincidentally encountered a resident who secretly went down to fetch snow at night.

A strong man cut his head with a shovel without saying a word.

 "Poff."

Blood splattered all over the wall, and the person didn't even have time to scream before collapsing.

The big man looked at the corpse on the ground and said to the small and skinny man in charge, "Uncle, what should we do?"

The uncle said," leave it here first, and take it back with you after we finish dealing with it later."

A group of people obediently continued to climb upstairs.

Their goal today was Room 2401 on Building 25.

At this moment, Jack was sleeping soundly, while Janice was locked in the next bedroom by him.

This group of outsiders quietly arrived at the 24th floor, climbing so high all the way without much physical exertion.

Obviously, they were not ordinary people, they must have a special profession.

A group of people rushed to Jack's doorstep.

But no one rushed over and smashed the door.

The uncle who took the lead gestured for everyone to stop and whispered to the back, "Old donkey, come over."

Behind the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a gray woolen hat walked over.

He also carried a gray backpack on his back.

"Open the door."

Uncle pointed to the door of Jack's house and said.

The old donkey nodded and said, 'Look at me!'

He came to Jack's house, put down his backpack, and quickly took out various tools from inside.

The most obvious ones were detonators and several rectangular prisms wrapped in yellow tape.

After tinkering for a while, everyone quickly hid in the hallway.

"Boom!!!"

A deafening sound spread throughout the entire building!

Everyone was awakened from their sleep.

Jack was no exception.

As the explosion was right in front of his door, his ears were still buzzing and his eardrums were hurting badly.