The residential complex lost power. I heard the property management had gone nuts, and it looked like a fight had broken out. Going downstairs to watch the drama.
If it gets resolved before ten today and power is restored, updates can resume as normal.
Further firsthand updates will be posted in this chapter. Stay tuned.
My phone was almost out of battery too, so I rented a power bank.
Current situation: more than twenty owners had surrounded the property management staff who were about to get off work, blocking the door so they could not leave. The property management was calling in security to maintain order and looking for the contract.
Hehehe, I wanted to see blood flow like a river! Yesterday's follow-up: although it did not turn into a full-blown battle between security guards and the owners, there were still several small-scale one-on-one matches.
One old man swung his palm with all his strength, trying to slap one of the property management staff, but he missed. A regrettable whiffed ultimate. If his tall, sturdy son had not caught him, the old man would have fallen over.
What was interesting was that the old man refused to give up and charged up for another big move, only to hit his own son instead.
It must have hurt. The old man wore a huge steel watch. I saw his son's body shudder, his flesh rippling like waves.
In the end, both sides were given equal blame, and the matter fizzled out.