The survivors knelt on the ground, like the most devout believers, constantly begging, tears mixed with snot all over the floor.

But when Ye Fan heard this, his emotions did not have any ups and downs or fluctuations.

Above the pretty face, there is still a lot of indifference.

Ye Fan did not think that these people really regretted it. They were just because of their majesty.

If Ye Fan had not mastered the power, but was a weak man like Uncle Hu, Tangtang and others, Ye Fan would have no doubt about what a miserable ending he would have.

What's more, even if these people really regret it.

Ye Fan would not forgive them either.

In life, you must always pay the price for what you do.

From the moment they attacked Uncle Hu's family, they were destined to be the ending at this moment.

Unforgivable!

Finally, Ye Fan waved his sleeves.

The only remaining people soon turned into fireworks and bloomed here.

"Brother Xiaofan, what is that?"

"So beautiful..."

Tangtang, who was originally sleeping, gradually recovered some consciousness under the infusion of Ye Fan's Yuanli.

The pale little face twisted and saw countless flames burning in the air.

It seems like the fireworks of the doomsday.

Ye Fan smiled and comforted softly: "That's fireworks."

"It's Brother Xiaofan, the fireworks I set off for you."

"Do you like it?"

Tangtang nodded, but a gentle smile appeared on her haggard face.

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Meng Family Manor.

Today's Meng family is full of joy.

The manor is fully renovated, inside and out.

Flowers filled the road, and the fiery red carpet stretched to the end of the street.

Moreover, there is a golden dragon-headed sculpture at the gate of the manor.

Meaning, Jiangbei leader!

Passers-by all looked at the Meng family with a look of awe and a look of mutual respect.

"Why..."

"It's really the new wave of the Yangtze River pushes the old wave, and the new generation replaces the old ones."

"Who would have thought that the Zhang family, which had been dominated by Jiangbei for hundreds of years, would collapse overnight."

"From now on, there is really only one sound left in Jiangbei."

"That's the voice of the Meng family."

.........

"yes."

"This contemporary head of the Meng family is indeed a hero."

"I think a few days ago, Meng Wanjun, the head of the Meng family, led his son to kneel down in front of the Zhang family to apologize."

"But who would have thought that in just a few days, Meng Wanjun led the strong family to directly flatten the Zhang family."

"The Zhang brothers were killed that night!"

"Old Master Zhang was even seriously injured and captured."

"I heard that that night, only one of Mr. Zhang's granddaughter escaped."

"But, how big can a woman make?"

"This century-old family is completely finished after all."

In the recent Jiangbei, the most earth-shaking thing that has happened is not the destruction of the Zhang family.

Moreover, it was destroyed by the Meng family.

There are obviously many elderly people in Jiangbei who know the origin of these two major families.

"Forbearance for several lifetimes, bursting out in one day."

"The Zhang family forced the three brothers of the Meng family to apologize."

"Today, Meng Wanjun used thunder to destroy the Zhang family and paid for the lives of hundreds of people from the Zhang family."

"The past cause, today's result..."

....

There are all discussions about this matter in the streets and alleys.

Especially the origins of the two families have been a legendary color for the Meng family's actions.

However, while everyone was talking about it, there were only a few tribe members in the Meng Family Manor.

Only Meng Chuan is still here for the senior management of the family.

"Young Master Meng, it's time for us to leave."

"The West Lake Banquet is about to begin."

Outside the manor, a car drove in and invited Meng Chuan to get on the car.

“Wait a little longer.”

Meng Chuan was waiting for a call.

Wait for the phone call that the brat died!
Chapter completed!