Xiang Yu instructed Tie Zhuzi to prepare a large truck, and that very evening they called two drivers and set off. Xiang Yu and his two companions placed two sets of sofas in the back of the van, sitting on the sofas and chatting idly.
Around ten o'clock at night, the truck suddenly stopped. Shi Jian and Tie Zhuzi quickly stood up, on alert.
"Get out, what are you two doing?" Three people were standing outside the vehicle, the leader was tall and thin, with short hair, and when he opened his mouth, there was a shiny gold tooth.
"We are from Fang Yuan Logistics. Please, brothers, show us some leniency." One of the drivers hurriedly got out of the truck, handing out a pack of cigarettes to each.
"Fang Yuan Logistics? Hmph! We are targeting Fang Yuan Logistics. You haven't paid the toll and yet you dare to take this road, do you not want to live?" The gold-toothed man stood in front of the driver, grabbing him by the collar.
