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No rice, no vegetable, no water to sell?
After hearing Wang Aicai's report, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold: "What do you mean?"
"Everyone in West China is spreading rumors that you and Mr. Tang had a Overlord meal."
Wang Aicai's mouth was dry and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "I said you are used to being arrogant. You went out to have breakfast and didn't even give me five yuan. You even threatened to cut off Boss Qiao's arm."
"Boss Qiao is a very good person."
"Once he was wronged like this, the other merchants and people became the same enemy."
"They jointly announced that they would not sell rice, vegetables, and water to you and the Liu family."
"I just went to buy vegetables for lunch. They knew that I was serving you and the Liu family, so they all refused to sell anything to me."
"Supermarkets, wet markets, canteens, restaurants, etc., almost all stores in West China have put us on the blacklist."
"I asked relatives of relatives to buy it, but they had a machine. When I swiped their ID cards, they told me that they were closely related to me and they wouldn't sell it."
"I contacted people running errands and shopping online. I don't know whether to lock the address or the mobile phone, but they all refused."
"He also said that he is a foreigner. The Liu family, my relatives and friends, and I will not be able to buy anything in West China for the next month."
"Anyway, I can't even buy a cup of milk tea now..." "Fortunately, the restaurants owned by the Liu family have stocked up on a batch of flour. We can get some noodles for emergencies."
"It's just that nearly a hundred people in the Liu family need to eat, and these things won't last for a few days."
Wang Aicai informed Ye Fan of the difficulties.
These problems are neither thunderous nor intense, but they are very serious and can cause Ye Fan a lot of trouble.
Ye Fan said calmly: "Won't you let Wu Jiuzhou help?
Could it be that the Martial Alliance has also been blocked?"
"You are right, the children of the Martial Alliance are also subject to restrictions."
Wang Aicai nodded repeatedly. He had already contacted Wu Jiuzhou and knew the current situation of Wu Meng: "They can buy things, but they must use their ID cards and Wu Meng status to buy."
"And one person can only buy one kilogram of rice, one kilogram of meat, and one liter of water per day."
"If there are too many, the vendors won't sell them. As for the restaurants and shopping malls owned by Wumeng, their logistics have also been cut off."
"The Wu Meng can only protect itself now."
He whispered: "President Wu said that they can save one province and send a batch to us..." "No, let them take care of themselves first."
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "We will solve our dilemma."
"Ding——" As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Aicai's cell phone vibrated. He picked it up and answered it, his face changing slightly.
"Master Ye, the nearby power lines, transformers and water pipes were damaged by the excavator."
He looked at Ye Fan and gave a bitter smile: "The Liu family is three miles away and there is no power or water supply. It is estimated that it will take two days to repair it."
"It's really a chain of links."
When Ye Fan heard this, his face was not depressed, but had a touch of fighting spirit: "The Murong family is stronger than Ouyang and Nangong."
"There was no beating or killing, and there was no power to suppress people. Just a few small actions left me in a hurry."
"It seems that Huaxi's trip was not in vain."
There was a flash of light in Ye Fan's eyes, but he was not angry. This was a good training for him.
"Get the food stored in the restaurant first, and each person will eat two meals a day."
"No water, that's okay. There is a patio and an ancient well behind the Liu family's house. Let's see if we can use it."
"Without electricity, there are so many cars, so we can get a few generators to make do for two days."
"Don't worry, these blockades of the Murong family will soon fall apart in my hands."
After finishing speaking, he picked up his cell phone and called Chen Bahuang... Near dusk, at 5:30, a convoy of twelve trucks set off from the San Guan area.
Twelve carts of food and clean water are enough to feed a hundred people for half a month.
But as soon as the convoy set off, it was targeted and a phone call was made back to West China from the no-nonsense zone.
An hour later, as soon as Chen's motorcade arrived at the border of West China, it was robbed by a large group of heavily armed criminals.
Two hundred thugs surrounded the convoy from four directions, fired more than a dozen shots into the air, and then commanded the convoy to intimidate it.
No matter how the transport team revealed Chen Bahuang's identity, the criminals would disarm them without mercy.
Then, the entire transport team was driven back to the no-nonsense zone.
The two hundred thugs quickly drove away the twelve trucks.
Two hours later, twelve trucks drove into the Murong family owned by Feilaifeng.
When you open the carriage, you will see loads of beef, pork, chicken, hairy crabs, fruits, red wine, beer and purified water.
All of these foods were imported, each cart was worth a lot of money, and the two hundred assailants were greedy.
Murong's nephew, who came after hearing the news, was also attracted by the limited edition Lafite.
"Another big victory, happy, happy!"
Sun Xiucai laughed loudly and walked out of the villa, waving his hand: "Celebrate, celebrate, destroy all these high-quality goods."
"Tomorrow, I will send some photos to Ye Fan to tell Xiao that I have accepted this batch of good products from him."
He was very satisfied that he caught Ye Fan asking Chen Bahuang for help.
Although Ye Fan is powerful, he still lacks experience after all.
If Ye Fan thinks one step, he can think three steps. As long as he doesn't fight, kill, kill or conspire, he can beat Ye Fan by a few steps.
"Celebrate, celebrate!"
As soon as Murong finished speaking, everyone 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 that everything was under control.
That night, the aroma of roasted lamb and steamed hairy crabs wafted over the entire camp.
More than two hundred people feasted on the food, and their mouths were full of oil.
Sun Xiucai also had a good appetite. He ate two hairy crabs and drank a glass of red wine, feeling very satisfied.
But half an hour later, Murong's nephew, who was eating happily, suddenly held his stomach and frowned.
He bit his lip and rushed into the bathroom like a rabbit.
Before Sun Xiucai could react, several more of his men looked miserable and rushed to the toilet in a panic.
Sun Xiucai shouted: "Don't hold on to good things, only enough is enough."
No one responded, just slurred companions rushing towards the villa like a death squad.
Fifteen minutes later, the entire Murong family toilet was packed.
Countless Murong nephews and elites ran back and forth holding their stomachs.
Family doctors can't stop them from having diarrhea.
Sun Xiucai also had a stomachache. He couldn't go to the toilet for a while, so he had to go to the grove behind the hill to relieve himself.
And this squatting lasted for two hours.
When he came out of the woods, he came out tremblingly while holding on to the trees. His face was pale and he shouted at his subordinates: "Go...go to Ye Fan to get the antidote..."
