Hearing Wang Aicai’s report, Ye Fan’s eyes turned cold: “What does it mean?”
"The people in West China are rumoring that you and Mr. Tang have a tycoon meal."
Wang Aicai was dry and had a hard time squeezing out:
"You are used to being so arrogant. You go out for breakfast, don't even give you five dollars, and you threaten to chop Boss Qiao's arm."
"Boss Qiao is a great person."
"As soon as he was wronged, the rest of the merchants and their people would share the same hatred for the enemy."
"They joined forces to announce that they would not sell rice, vegetables, and water to you and the Liu family."
"I just went to buy vegetables and make lunch. They knew I would serve you and the Liu family, and they refused to sell things to me one by one."
"We are blacklisted by supermarkets, vegetable markets, convenience stores, restaurants, etc.."
"I asked my relatives to buy it, but they had a machine. When they swiped their ID card, they prompted that they had a close relationship with me and would not sell it."
"I contacted running errands and shopping online. I don't know if it was to lock the address or the mobile phone, and they all refused one by one."
"I also talk about my identity from other places, including the three tribes of the Liu family, my relatives and friends, and I will never want to buy anything in West China in the next month."
"Anyway, I can't even buy a cup of milk tea now..."
"Fortunately, the restaurant under the Liu family has stocked up a batch of flour before, so we can get some noodles to help."
"It's just that nearly a hundred people in the Liu family want to have a meal, and these things can't last for a few days."
Wang Aicai informed Ye Fan about the difficulties.
These problems are not as thunderous as it is, nor are they fierce, but they are very deadly and can cause considerable trouble to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said lightly: "Will you not ask Wu Jiuzhou for help? Could it be that the Martial Alliance has also been blocked?"
"You are right, the children of the Wu League have also been restricted."
Wang Aicai nodded repeatedly. He had contacted Wu Jiuzhou, so he knew the current situation of the Wu Alliance:
"They can buy things, but they must buy them with their ID card and Wumeng identity."
"And one person can only buy one pound of rice, one pound of meat and one liter of water a day."
"There are too many, and the vendors don't sell them. As for the restaurants and shopping malls under Wumeng, logistics have also been cut off."
"The Wumeng can only protect himself now."
He whispered: "President Wu said that they can save one, and then send us a batch..."
"No need, let them take care of themselves first."
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "We will solve our dilemma."
"bite--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Aicai's cell phone vibrated. He picked it up and answered it, and his face changed slightly.
"Sir Ye, the nearby wire transformer and tap water pipe were broken by the excavator."
He looked at Ye Fan and smiled bitterly: "The Liu family is three miles away, and the power and water are cut off, and it will probably take two days to repair it."
"It's really a link."
Ye Fan was not depressed when he heard this, but instead had a touch of fighting spirit:
"The Murong family is better than Ouyang and Nangong."
"There is no fighting, killing, or power to suppress people. Just a few small actions have made me busy."
"It seems that West China has not come in vain."
A light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, but there was no anger, which was a good temper for him.
"Get the food stored in the restaurant first, and each person eats it regularly for two meals a day."
"It doesn't matter if there is no water. There is a patio and an ancient well behind the Liu family's house. Let's see if it can be used."
"There is no electricity, so many cars, you can get a few generators and it will last for only two days."
"Don't worry, these blockades of the Murong family will soon fall apart in my hands."
After saying that, he picked up his cell phone and called Chen Bahuang...
As dusk approached, at half past five, a convoy of twelve trucks set out from the Sanyi area.
Twelve carts of food and water are enough for 100 people to eat for half a month.
However, as soon as the convoy set off, someone was targeted and called back to West China from the Sanyi area.
An hour later, the Chen convoy had just arrived at the border of West China when it was robbed by a group of heavy weapons murderers with a large number of people.
Two hundred murderers surrounded the convoy from four directions, fired more than a dozen shots at the sky, and then deterred the transport team from a high position.
No matter how the transport team showed Chen Bahuang's identity, the murderer would disarm them without hesitation.
Then, all the transport teams were driven back to the Sanwu area.
Two hundred murderers drove away twelve trucks quickly.
Two hours later, twelve trucks drove into the Murong family under Feilaifeng.
When I opened the carriage, I saw a cart of beef, pork, chicken, hairy crabs, fruits, red wine, beer and water purification.
All of these foods are imported, and a car is valuable, which has attracted 200 murderers to be greedy.
Murong's nephew who rushed over after hearing the news was also attracted by the limited edition Lafite at first glance.
"Another big victory, happy, happy!"
Sun Xiucai laughed and walked out of the villa with a wave of his hand:
"Celebrating, celebrating, and destroying all these high-quality goods."
"Tomorrow, I will send Ye Fan a few photos and inform him to accept this batch of good goods."
He was very satisfied with the capture of Ye Fan asking Chen Bahuang for help.
Although Ye Fan is powerful, his experience is still a little bit lacking.
Ye Fan thought of one step, he could think of three steps. As long as he didn't fight, kill, kill, and conspire, he could be a few streets away from Ye Fan.
"Celebrating, celebrate the merit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong and others cheered in unison.
"Young, young."
Sun Xiucai stepped forward and picked up a fat hairy crab. Thinking of Ye Fan's young and frivolous face, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Then, he took out his cell phone and reported to Murong Wuxin, and everything was under control.
That night, the meat aroma of roasted lamb and steamed hairy crabs floated over the entire camp.
More than 200 people had big fucks, and their mouths were filled with oil.
Sun Xiucai also had a good appetite. He ate two hairy crabs and drank a glass of red wine, which was very satisfied.
But half an hour later, a Murong nephew who was happily eating suddenly covered his stomach and frowned.
He bit his lip tightly, and then rushed into the bathroom like a rabbit.
Before Sun Xiucai could react, several of his subordinates looked distressed, and then they rushed to the toilet in a panic.
Sun Xiucai shouted: "Don't hold on to good things, stop when you can."
No one responded, just a group of companions who were full of oil rushed towards the villa like a suicide squad.
Fifteen minutes later, the entire Murong family's toilet was filled with.
Countless Murong nephews and elite soldiers ran back and forth with their stomachs covered.
Family doctors can't curb their diarrhea.
Sun Xiucai's stomach also hurt and could not squeeze into the toilet for a while. He could only solve the problem in the woods behind the hills.
And this squat lasted for two hours.
When he crawled out of the woods, he came out tremblingly with the trees, and shouted at his hands with a pale face:
"Go...go to find Ye Fan to ask for the antidote..."