Qianqian was busy taking care of the child during the day.

It was only at night that she had time to come out and have some fun.

As they walked, they were attracted by a row of food stalls on the roadside.

Especially Qianqian, who as a young lady, had no idea what a roadside stall was, had just boasted about roasted cold noodles and was clamoring to taste stinky tofu next.

Chen Fang had no choice but to give in to her.

They were just about to head to the stinky tofu stall.

When someone suddenly shouted, "The city management is coming!"

As if receiving some kind of signal.

The whole row of stalls sprang into action and fled in a panic.

At that moment.

Two city management pickup trucks stopped quickly.

Seven or eight city management officers jumped from the trucks and quickly surrounded a watermelon stall that had not been retracted in time.

Under the direction of a chubby guy in a white shirt.

The officers, without a word, began moving the watermelons piled on the ground one by one onto the pickup truck.

The owner was an elderly man.

Seeing this, he got in front of the officers with a crying tone and pleaded, "Please, don't take my melons, don't take my melons. I rely on selling these melons to pay for my grandson's school fees."

The guy in the white shirt, upon seeing this.

Pushed the old man away.

The old man staggered and sat down on the ground.

"Old man, don't you know you can't set up a stall here? Confiscating your melons is giving you a lesson. If you dare to set up a stall again next time, do you believe I'll fine you?"

The white shirt, pointing at the old man on the ground, chided him imperiously.

"I'll take you all on!"

The old man was infuriated.

He got up from the ground.

Picked up a carrying pole and charged at the white shirt.

The white shirt, unruffled, sneered, "Obstructing law enforcement, huh? Fine! Take him down!"

At his command.

Two city management officers charged forward.

The old man was no match for the young men.

In no time at all, the carrying pole was taken from his hands by the officers, and then he was pinned to the ground by the two men.

The white shirt squatted in front of him, slapped his face lightly, and said, "Old man, are you looking for death? You dare to hit a city management officer, don't want to live?"

"Pah! A bunch of bastards!"

The old man was still defiant.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva.

It landed on the white shirt's leather shoes.

This time, the white shirt was completely furious.

He stood up and lifted his foot, about to kick the old man, when, in the blink of an eye, Chen Fang rushed up and loudly shouted, "Stop it!"

The white shirt was startled.

He turned and looked at Chen Fang, frowning and asking, "Who are you? What right do you have to tell me to stop?"

"Look at yourselves, what do you look like? As public servants, you're actually bullying a defenseless old man, have you no compassion left? It's just a stall, is it necessary to bully people like this?"

Chen Fang asked sharply.

The white shirt sized up Chen Fang, dressed in sportswear.

He snorted coldly and said, "Oh, a busybody now, who are you? I'm enforcing the law, what's it to you?"

"Enforcing the law? Then why aren't you wearing a uniform? And, is this the way to enforce the law? How are you any different from thugs?"

Chen Fang retorted.

Upon hearing this.

The white shirt's face twisted with indignation.

He pointed at Chen Fang, angered, "I think you're in cahoots with the old man. Take them all back."

At his command.

The other city management officers closed in on Chen Fang.

Seeing the situation.

Chen Fang asked coldly, "What? Are you so frustrated that you're even planning to arrest me?"

"Who the hell do you think you are, you're not worth making me pissed off. Just by looking at you, I can tell you're up to no good. I'm arresting you today, what can you do about it?"

the man in the white shirt asked arrogantly.

He glanced at the elderly man on the ground.

Chen Fang nodded and said, "Alright, you don't have to arrest me, I'll go with you, but you will have to bear all the consequences that follow."

"Consequences? What consequences could there be for arresting a troublemaker?"

the man in the white shirt huffed.

Chen Fang turned to the anxious Zhong Xiqian and said, "It's okay, I'll go with them. You give A Chuan a call and tell him about the situation here, he'll know what to do."

"Mm."

Although worried,

Qianqian knew well the tricks Chen Fang had up his sleeve.

Just like that,

she watched as both Chen Fang and the old man were taken away in the urban management team's pickup truck, disappearing at the corner of the street.

Qianqian quickly took out her phone and dialed Yu Zhengchuan's number...

At the Chengling District Urban Management Brigade.

Chen Fang and the old man were locked up in two separate dark rooms.

The man in the white shirt was none other than Liu Liangyou, the deputy head of the Chengling District Urban Management Brigade.

At this moment,

he picked up a watermelon from the back of the pickup truck, tapped it with his fingers, and said contentedly, "This batch of watermelons is good. Keep ten for the unit to eat and everyone else can take two home."

Hearing this,

seven or eight members of the urban management team cheered.

At this time,

one of the team members asked, "Lieutenant Liu, what do we do with those two guys inside?"

Liu Liangyou glanced back and said, "Two troublemakers, just lock them up for the night and we'll verify their identities tomorrow, then notify their families to come and pay the fines."

After saying that,

Liu Liangyou had an idea.

He said, "Cut open a watermelon for me, I'll go check on that blind fool."

"You got it."

the urban manager responded.

Two minutes later,

Liu Liangyou walked into the dark room where Chen Fang was, holding half a watermelon.

In the room, not only was the air conditioning off, but all the windows were shut tight. Chen Fang had been inside for just ten minutes and was already drenched in sweat.

It's worth noting that it was the hottest time of the year.

Even at night, temperatures were above 35 degrees Celsius, let alone in a closed room like this.

Seeing Chen Fang sweating profusely,

Liu Liangyou was pleased and, while eating the watermelon, asked, "Kid, still feeling cocky? Weren't you shouting pretty loud earlier? Why have you gone quiet now?"

"You're digging your own grave!"

Chen Fang retorted.

Liu Liangyou laughed heartily, "Digging my own grave? Such big talk. Are you thirsty with all that talk? I see you've sweated so much, do you want to eat some watermelon? It's sweet and refreshing..."

"Is this your watermelon? Go ahead and eat it. Aren't you afraid of choking to death?"

Chen Fang asked coldly.

Liu Liangyou heard this,

his sinister gaze emerged once again.

He placed the half-eaten watermelon on the table,

then pulled out the air conditioning remote and switched the mode to warm air, turning the temperature up to the maximum.

He said, "You won't eat it, right? No problem, you will soon. I want to see how many minutes you can last."

After speaking,

he turned and locked the door from the outside.

Standing at the door, he spat on the ground and said, "What a piece of crap. Don't take what's given to you! You'll be crying soon."

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