Even if occasionally there were a few unseeing ones who wanted to resist, they quickly admitted their mistakes under the gentle caress of rubber batons, accepting the great benevolence and virtue of the Coast with tears and snot, and obeying the arrangements.
Later on, after he finished the cleanup, the Coast's newly trained construction team entered the scene, starting to dig sewers and reorganize the mess of circuits and wires tangled in various illegal constructions.
Then, brand new utility poles with wet paint stood up one by one, each carrying a camera, bringing everything under surveillance and management.
Just like this, under the shining sun, the tight and urgent rectification concluded after more than half a month.
After that, the entire Xinquan fell into an eerie desolation.
In broad daylight, nobody was on the streets.
Because... it was damn near unbearably hot.
