Demon Change the Earth

The purge lasted a week.

A week later, the market resumed, and Ronaldinho felt something familiar came back.

The authority of the city hall has been greatly strengthened, civil servants are more confident, the scale of law enforcement units has become larger, and some basic organizations have shown signs of recovery.

The law and order has obviously improved. There are no longer groups of gangsters and "free people" in the streets and alleys.

The rules and regulations are not allowed, and that is not allowed again. The new profession-the sheriff began to patrol on horseback. The checkpoints on some major traffic arteries have not been cancelled, but have become permanent. Correspondingly, armored vehicles and soldiers have also become permanent.

People generally feel that their sense of security has greatly increased, and they are no longer so empty and cautious. They dare to go out at night, and the night market has gradually recovered, although it is far from the prosperity it used to be.

But not everyone supports and welcomes it. Early in the morning, there was a parade shouting the banner of the sky, protesting against this "regression" of history, and wanting to return to the old "freedom and happiness" State, and clashed with the military police at the intersection.

"Mule, do you think these people are stupid? Now they are obviously better, why are they tossing!?"

While cleaning the steps outside the store, Ronaldinho said casually, "There are 6 million people in this city, even if one tenth of them feel dissatisfied, there are 600,000 people, 600,000, enough for them to parade from Monday to Sunday, and return every day. Without repetition."

"It's not fair, they represented me, I don't want any "freedom", I like to be "supervised" and "slaved"!"

Ronaldinho raised his head and smiled, and said, "Then you can also go to the streets to express your demands!"

Colleague Xiao Li shrank his neck, "Forget it, I don't want to make such a fuss."

"Look, if you want to keep silent, don't blame yourself for being represented by others!"

"But it's a mess!"

Ronaldinho shrugged his shoulders and started cleaning again.

"Aside from going to the streets, is there any other way?"

"Of course, the general election will start at 1:00 p.m., use your votes to decide!"

Colleagues are satisfied with this answer,

He smiled honestly, "I forgot if you didn't tell me, today is the general election day, let's take a leave at noon, let's join in the fun in the afternoon."

"Go ahead, I'm not interested!"

"No, let's go together, fight for our own rights, don't be the silent majority, how else can we reflect our demands?"

"Forget it, it's just a game."

"Why are you like this? You're dead in your twenties. You must go. I'll ask the boss for leave right now."

The business in the store has been deserted, and the boss is sitting behind the counter looking at the empty hall with a sad face.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he thought that a guest was coming, but just as he put on a warm smile, he saw that it was his own staff coming in, and the smile was taken back within 0.01 seconds.

"What, leave!" The boss seemed to have heard such an incredible thing.

"Boss, today is the general election day. There are regulations. Everyone is obliged to participate."

"Universal suffrage!?" The boss just remembered, his voice dropped a few octaves, and he muttered something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Yeah... well, listen to the sound of floats."

A burst of electronic horn music sounded, and the boss and his colleagues hurried out of the store, only to see a mighty convoy appearing on the street, colorful flags fluttering, hundreds of people holding banners, shouting slogans, to this side come.

"... Dear neighbors and citizens, I am Hou Liang, a candidate for the "New Democratic League" in Xinhua District. Good morning, everyone!"

The candidate named Hou Liang stood on the roof of the first float, holding a horn, and greeted the onlookers warmly and cordially, "The purpose of our new Democratic League is people's livelihood, civil rights, civil security and civil welfare. Wealth, the Four People's Principles, are related to everyone's personal well-being..."

"Hey, this New Democratic League is good, how about voting for him this afternoon!?"

Ronaldinho laughed when he heard what his colleague said, turned around and glanced at him, and said, "The parade just now was initiated by the New Democratic League. You must vote for him!"

"What!?", the colleague was angry, "It turned out to be a guy who sells dog meat, bah!"

Ronaldinho smiled.

At this time, the accompanying team members began to distribute leaflets to both sides of the street, enthusiastically like relatives.

Ronaldinho also took a leaflet, glanced at it casually, and threw it into the trash can next to it.

After the noisy past of the team, another campaign team appeared behind.

"It's not over yet, just cleaned it up, you see what they did."

An old man passing by happened to hear his colleagues complaining, and sneered this time, saying, "If it wasn't for a big cleaning, they would have started a week ago, young man, you can be content, and there will be more chaos in the future."

Subsequent developments proved that what the old man said was true.

The whole morning, there was a continuous stream of floats. In a small Xinhua District, there were more than one hundred candidates. If they didn't see it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.

The New Democratic League is still a "regular army". At least they have an organization and a program, and they know that according to the rules, some so-called candidates are different. Unscrupulous businessmen... don't know where their confidence comes from.

In contrast, candidates with a church background can be described as a clear stream. Although there are not many people, only one or two in a district, each has a large number of supporters behind them, and it can also make people "reassuring". Relying on the two big trees of the Church and the Sequencer, the appeal is naturally stronger than those of the Wild Fox Zen.

But not everyone is at ease with the Church and the Sequencers. There are also many people who are dissatisfied or even hostile. Maybe the market for those wild fox Zen is here?

The House of Representatives, the House of Lords, and the House of Commons, the first two houses are tall, but the House of Commons looks very rustic.

However, the House of Commons is also the largest, with not only first-level hospitals, but also district-level councilors. Facts have proved that these more than a hundred candidates are not more, but less.

"You can ask for leave if you want, but..." The boss murmured with the members of the merchant church for a while, then called all the employees (five people), and said: "Please also vote for so-and-so and so-and-so , They are all candidates launched by our church. They are powerful and endorsed by the church. They are far more reliable than those wild foxes. Let me first declare that I am a normal canvasser. .”

At this time, he stabbed Xiao Luo at the same time, and whispered: "I suddenly don't want to go now, is there anything you can do!?"

"Why did you change your mind?"

"...It's not interesting to see that no candidate is part of our silent majority."

"Hehe, then just vote for whoever looks pleasing to the eye, or draw lots."