No rice, no vegetables, no water to sell?
After hearing Wang Aicai's report, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold: "What do you mean?"
"People in West China are spreading rumors that you and Mr. Tang had a Overlord meal."
Wang Aicai's mouth was dry and he struggled to say:
"You said you're used to being arrogant. You went out to have breakfast and didn't even give me five dollars. You even threatened to cut off Boss Qiao's arm."
"Boss Qiao is a good man."
"Once he is wronged like this, the other merchants and people will become the same enemy."
"They have joined forces to declare that they will 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 them for errands and online shopping. I don't know whether they locked the address or the mobile phone, but they all refused."
"They also said that they are foreigners. 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 to help."
"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? Is the Martial Alliance also 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 the Wu League:
"They can buy things, but they must use their ID cards and Wu Meng status to buy things."
"And one person can only buy one pound of rice, one pound 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 a 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 smiled bitterly: "The Liu family is three miles away and there is no power or water. It is estimated that it will take two days to repair it."
"It's really one link after another."
Ye Fan's face was not depressed when he heard this, but had a touch of fighting spirit:
"The Murong family is stronger than Ouyang and Nangong."
"There was no fighting 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 twinkle in Mark's eyes, but there was no anger. This was a good temper 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."
"There is no electricity and there are so many cars. 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 were 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 came back to West China from the no-nonsense zone.
An hour later, as soon as Chen's convoy 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 transport team was all driven back to the no-care 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.
These foods were all imported, and each cart was worth a lot of money, making the two hundred assailants greedy.
Murong's nephew, who came after hearing the news, was also attracted by the limited edition Lafite.
"Another great victory, happy, happy!"
Sun Xiucai laughed 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 captured 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 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.
Afterwards, 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, their mouths 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 disciples and elites ran back and forth holding their stomachs.
There is nothing the family doctor can do to 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 men:
"Go...go to Ye Fan to get the antidote..."
