Brother Fei, who was already seriously injured, grimaced in pain as the bag of sweet potatoes weighed down on him.
Fang Dali was a good person, but he was too rude.
Fang Dali stepped on the tricycle crazily, and a large group of hooligans with weapons chased after him.
"Chase him and beat him to death!"
No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't be faster than wheels. The tricycle rushed out of Yamaguchi Village.
After leaving Yamaguchi Village, he was out of danger.
"Smash his car!" The leader shouted.
Then, the hooligans turned and rushed toward the tricycle.
"Bang bang bang …" In ten minutes, the tricycle became a pile of scrap metal …
…
At this time, Fang Tian was drinking tea and chatting with Manager Wang at the Good Luck Express service.
Good Luck Express must expand in Gao He, and Ma Dabiao must be eliminated.
Otherwise, he would always be a threat.
"Eh? They went out for a long time, why haven't they come back? "Manager Wang looked at his watch and asked.
"Give them a call."
Manager Wang nodded and took out his phone to call Xiaofei. But after waiting for a long time, no one answered.
"Could there be an accident?" Manager Wang was worried.
He called a few more times, but still no one answered.
Fang Tian felt that something was wrong. "Send someone to check."
Just as he finished speaking, someone rushed in. It was Fang Dali, and he was holding a person in his hands. It was Brother Xiaofei. "Boss, it's not good. We met the hooligans from Shun Tong Express!"
Fang Dali said as he ran in. He was sweating profusely and looked very embarrassed.
Fang Tian and Manager Wang looked at him and frowned.
Brother Xiaofei's forehead and body were covered in blood. He had fainted.
Manager Wang was nervous and immediately stood up. "You should send him to the hospital. Why did you bring him here?"
"Oh?" Fang Dali came to his senses. He turned around and rushed out.
Manager Wang almost fainted. "Come back."
Since he was brought back, he had to bandage him.
"Oh?" Fang Dali turned and ran back.
This time, Brother Xiao Fei was almost tortured to death!
Immediately, Manager Wang called 120 and ordered his subordinates to get a first aid kit.
Brother Fei's platform was on the ground, and there was a blanket on the ground. The white blanket was dyed red with blood.
Everyone worked together to simply treat the wounds on his body and bandage them.
Fang Tian was not idle either. He walked over, grabbed his wrist, and injected energy into his body. This energy could stop the blood in his body from flowing out.
The main reason for his death was due to excessive blood loss. As long as he could stop the blood loss, his life would be saved.
As the energy entered his body, the blood in his body stopped flowing.
Everyone bandaged Brother Fei until he looked like a mummy. At this moment, the ambulance arrived.
Then, everyone worked together to carry Brother Fei into the ambulance.
The ambulance started and left quickly …
Seeing the ambulance leave, Fang Tian didn't dare to look. He didn't expect the competition in the delivery industry to be so cruel. In order to get more orders, they didn't hesitate to kill.
In Feng Yu's previous life, although the competition in the express delivery industry was very fierce, it was impossible to find gangsters to beat down the competitors.
For the sake of competing for business, they wanted to kill someone. Brother Fei was injured, so he had to avenge him.
Fang Dali was also injured, but his skin was rough and his flesh was thick. This kind of injury was nothing to him.
Someone advised him to go to the hospital, but he waved his hand and refused. He took some bandages and bandaged his wounds.
Then, he went out to look at the sweet potatoes.
He opened the bag and looked inside. Fortunately, the sweet potatoes were fine. Fang Dali was relieved. The bag was dirty, so it couldn't be used.
He found a new bag and put the sweet potatoes into a new bag.
Fang Tian walked over and asked, "You risked your life to get these back?"
"Yes, if these sweet potatoes were destroyed by those people, it would be terrible." Fang Dali said.
In order to save the sweet potatoes, he suffered a lot of injuries.
How much could these sweet potatoes be worth? Was it worth risking his life? It seemed a little ridiculous, but for a person living on the poverty line, this was a very precious food.
From this point of view, life in this place was too poor.
Today was Brother Niudung's first day as a courier. He completed his task perfectly. Not only did he save Brother Fei, but he also protected the customer's "property."
Fang Tian instructed Manager Wang to reward him.
Good Luck Express was suppressed by its competitors, and the network would not send any more couriers out for the time being.
The matter that happened today, Fang Tian absolutely would not let it go at this.
It was time to strike back.
…
In the afternoon, Fang Tian and Fang Yanxi went shopping in the city.
The difference between the city and the countryside in Gaohe County was like heaven and earth. It was extremely prosperous and lively.
There was everything to eat, drink, and play. There were branded clothes and luxury goods.
No wonder people said that the city was like Europe, and the countryside was like Africa!
After walking around the streets, Fang Tian saw a large-scale antique shop and walked in.
"Brother, you're interested in antiques too?" Fang Yanxi asked curiously.
Why would an IT person be interested in these things?
"I just want to take a look," Fang Tian said. As the two of them talked, they walked into the antique exhibition hall.
In front of the glass counter stood an old man with a magnifying glass. He held a small vase in his hand and was carefully examining it.
Fang Tian did not know much about antiques. He casually pointed at a rather beautiful vase and asked, "How much is that?"
The old man put down the magnifying glass and looked over. He smiled and said, "This is a vase used by the Song Dynasty emperor. It's worth 1.28 million each!"
Fang Tian casually asked about a few more antiques. This shop often sold antiques worth millions.
Fang Yanxi watched from the side and did not understand why he was suddenly interested in antiques. He knew that there must be a reason, so he did not ask.
"Young man, if you're interested in antiques, you can buy one and keep it. It can also increase in value, "the old man suggested.
He could tell that Fang Tian did not know much about antiques, but he could tell that Fang Tian was a wealthy man. Even though he was wearing ordinary clothes, he could definitely afford it. He patiently introduced the antiques to him.
Fang Tian smiled and nodded. "But the antiques here are not what I want."
The old man smiled and said, "Although my shop can't compare to the national museum, there are all kinds of antiques from different dynasties. There must be one that you like, right?"
Fang Tian smiled and said something that the old man did not understand. "I don't want a complete antique."
The old man was puzzled.
Fang Tian lowered his voice and said, "I want those broken antiques!"
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