The young man who bought vegetables was also talkative. When he saw someone asking, he looked angry and said with some concern, "This old man came to the countryside. He planted cotton and sold it. He just put down his pockets and was caught by the city manager before he shouted a few words. Now he was confiscated from the old man's cotton. Do you think this old man has worked hard to sell cotton? It's so annoying to encounter such a thing."

Lin Fan nodded and had heard a long time ago that the city managers are a mysterious unit in China. They usually hang around the city streets and conduct various trainings, but if a war occurs, they can immediately carry their guns. Lin Fan doesn't know whether it is true or false.

But this is quite credible. After all, it has been several years since urban managers have been beating people and smashing shops. In the end, there is no complaints, and the government ignores it, and there is no management system to let it indulge, and the trouble is getting worse and worse.

Think about it, if the state permits, how could such a department exist? Therefore, Lin Fan thought that this city manager must be a mysterious force secretly stocked by the state.

The situation over there seems to have become increasingly fierce at this moment.

"Old man, let go, there is no stall here. You sell things here, which has affected the cityscape and caused road blockage. These things must be confiscated." Xu enforcer grabbed the two pockets in the old man's hand and scolded angrily.

A large number of city managers gathered around, some taking pictures with cameras, some smoking cigarettes, and some standing by looking with their arms crossed.

Lin Fan looked carefully. This group of city managers were obviously trained. He said that although the person holding the camera seemed very relaxed, his presence was very low. If he didn't pay attention, it would be difficult to find such a person.

If something really happens, the camera in your hand is a weapon. It is very likely to be a key point to defeat the enemy.

The person who smoked the cigarette was even more amazing. His face was ferocious and terrifying. He stared at his eyes and held a cigarette with his fingers. But if something happened, he would probably take the other party down with thunder.

Looking at the man with his hands crossed, he seemed unarmed, but his arrogant face was standing in front of him. He suppressed the other party with a momentum, making the other party start to fear from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at some other people, they stood by their side casually, but based on the principle of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, stepping on the life gate is also an object that cannot be ignored.

And looking at the old man, it is obviously a disaster to be surrounded by these people, and it is impossible to have some color on him.

"Please, I will never dare again next time. The harvest in my hometown has been bad recently. I just plan to sell two sacks of cotton. I was selling them on the platform, and it really didn't block the way." The old man said anxiously, and his whole body shivered with fear.

"You mobile vendors are simply affecting the appearance of the city. Please let me go." Seeing that the old man was still stubborn, the law enforcement officer couldn't help but aggravate his tone.

"No, please let me go this time." The old man begged for mercy with a sad face.

Passers-by around were also a little unable to bear it.

"They haven't occupied the way, why bother?"

"Yes. You are all people with parents, and it's not easy to live, so let him go."

"Yes, it's good to accumulate some good deeds. The old man is standing on the steps and selling them without any impact. Why do you have to keep an eye on them?"

The people around him were persuaded by one sentence, but they couldn't stand it anymore. Some of them also came from the countryside, so they naturally knew how hard it was to live. Moreover, although these two bags of cotton were not expensive, they were likely to be the living expenses of the old man's family. If this was confiscated and wanted to get it back, it would be a daydream, and it would be impossible not to pay a fine.

When the city managers saw the passers-by around them, they were also talking nonsense and were a little angry, "You should do whatever you should do? There is no business here."

When passers-by heard this, they glared at these city managers, but they didn't dare to say anything more. They had heard of it. When urban managers fight, they all bully the less and acted ruthlessly. They were all ordinary people, but they didn't have the ability to play wrestling their wrists with them. Maybe they might even be sued if they start fighting.

The law enforcement officer Xu looked at the crowd and snorted coldly, expressing his deep disdain. He was a group of troublemakers who did not wink at all, and he really didn't know what was right.

Then he looked at the old man and snorted coldly, "I will say it again last time and let go. I have said it many times. It is not allowed to be placed here, and it is still unblocked."

The old man was helpless at this moment, and he grabbed the sack with both hands, "Please, let me go this time, I'll kneel down for you."

The old man knelt on the ground, grabbed the sack and begged.

Xu's law enforcement officer hummed, "If everyone does this to you, what else do we do? Let go."

The old man shook his head tightly. The cotton he had finally grown could not be harvested like this.

"Then how can they place them?" the old man was at a loss and said, pointing to the scattered road stalls behind him.

Everyone looked over and said that it was true, but they shook their heads when they knew the truth. They all paid money. For the people, they knew more than anyone else how dark it is. After paying money, they were legally operating. As for what affects the beauty of the road, they were simply to deceive fools. As long as they paid money, everything was easy to do.

"Hmph, what you are dealing with is you now. You are also guiding others and let go quickly. If you are like this, you will be blocking the law enforcement and taking you back to detention." Xu's law enforcement officer said angrily. An old man dared to resist, which was simply seeking death.

"What are you doing? It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate. Is the peace that we older generations have won is to let you bastards do evil?" At this time, an old man holding a crutch shouted with a red face carrying the dish.

Lin Fan was stunned when he saw this. This old man was so fierce. He looked like he was in his eighties and was so arrogant that he was not afraid of being beaten.

When the law enforcement officer saw the old man, his face turned red with anger, "There are no stalls here. These mobile vendors are completely affecting the cityscape."

"I think it's you bastards who affect the city appearance. There are a huge group of people, do they look like law enforcement officers at all? Those who smoke, those who play with their mobile phones are living a group of hooligans." The old man in a rash pointed at these city administrators and scolded him angrily.

Everyone nodded after saying this. It was indeed like this. A group of people wandered on the street, smoking, playing with their mobile phones, and some sat there directly chatting with their legs raised. There were nowhere to be like law enforcement officers, but they were just a group of bandits wearing uniforms to rob.
Chapter completed!