Elder Truman has been destroyed.

Looking at the blood all over the ground and the crushed head under Ye Fan's feet, Meng Wanjun was extremely frightened.

He knew that all the cards of their Meng family had been used up.

Now, the only way to survive may be to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Please...please..."

"Please forgive me, sir."

"As long as you let us go, our Meng family will follow our orders."

"From now on, Jiangbei has taken the respect of his teacher."

"We can give it to you by the Zhang family."

"And, I can give more."

"Now the Zhang family has been destroyed by my Meng family, and only those two people are left. They will be unable to support Jiangbei in the future, and they will not be able to serve the teacher."

"But our Meng family is at its peak, and all the elites are there."

"I will definitely be able to guard this land for sir!"

Meng Wanjun knelt on the ground.

The head of the Meng family, who had just ordered all the heroes to be the lord of Jiangbei, was as humble as a dog in front of Ye Fan.

He was wandering all over his eyes, asking Ye Fan for forgiveness in the humble tone and the most loyal words.

Meng Chuan and others were already in vain.

The entire Meng family knelt down and surrendered, like a death row prisoner who had been sent to the heavenly prison, asking the monarch to spare their lives.

Hearing Meng Wanjun's words, Zhang Jiuling's heart became cold.

Lu Ziming also thought to himself that it was wrong now.

After all, as Meng Wanjun said, the value of the Meng family is far greater than that of them.

In fact, in the final analysis, in Lu Ziming and others' opinion, the reason why Ye Fan came to save them today was entirely because of the agreement between the Zhang family and Ye Fan.

The Zhang family protected Qiu Mucheng for Ye Fan, while Ye Fan protected the Zhang family.

But now, the Zhang family is finished.

As for protecting Qiu Mucheng, the Meng family can do better.

Under such circumstances, Ye Fan had no motivation to save them.

For a moment, Lu Ziming, Zhang Zixi and Zhang Jiuling were all in despair.

Especially Zhang Jiuling, he was old and would die even if he died.

But his granddaughter is still young.

Zhang Jiuling felt sad and regretful in his youth.

In desperation, Zhang Jiuling gritted his teeth, endured the weakness in his body, and begged Ye Fan: "Chu...Mr. Chu, my Zhang family knows that it has no value anymore."

"But... I just want Mr. Chu to survive because of my granddaughter's young age."

"Although Zi Xi, although her strength is far inferior to Mr. Chu, she... has good martial arts talent and is more beautiful."

"I just want Mr. Chu to keep her by my side."

"I don't want to be a wife and concubine of Mr. Chu, but I just want Zixi to serve Mr. Chu's food, clothing, housing and transportation, and to be a girl who follows him."

"In this case, after I, Zhang Jiuling, entered Jiuquan, I, Ding... I prayed and blessed Mr. Chu day and night."

Zhang Jiuling's voice was weak, and he slowly rang out with begging words.

He was not willing to die, he just wanted to let her granddaughter survive.

"Grandpa, don't..."

"Grandpa, if you die, your granddaughter doesn't want to live alone..."

Zhang Zixi kept shaking her head, tears slid down her pretty face.

"Silly girl, don't... don't be stupid."

"You...you're still a long time, and life has just begun."

"After I die, you...you will pursue...follow Mr. Chu and serve Mr. Chu for the rest of your life."

"Treat Mr. Chu as... your only dependence..."

Zhang Jiuling explained in a tone of entrusting his orphan.

Lu Ziming, who was standing beside him, remained silent, but couldn't help but sigh.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

If Ye Fan really chose the Meng family, in front of Jiangbei's manager.

He and Zhang Jiuling will inevitably become abandoned sons.

The only ending is death.

However, Ye Fan ignored Zhang Jiuling after all.

He met the Zhang family by chance, and they were just one side in total, so how could they talk about friendship?

Ye Fan's indifference and ignorance made Zhang Jiuling's heart cold.

After all, I still had a request and was unwilling to agree to him.

At this time, Zhang Jiuling felt full of loss.

He doesn't blame Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't owe them anything to the Zhang family.

On the contrary, Zhang Jiuling, the leader of Yanxia Jiangbei martial arts, once accused Ye Fan of his crimes, and even refused to save him when Ye Fan was in danger.

It was a matter of course that Ye Fan would not help him.

Seeing the situation in front of me, Meng Wanjun was undoubtedly overjoyed.

Immediately took the lead and said, "Hurry up, follow me to meet the new king of Jiangbei."

"After today, all the Meng family respect their husbands!"

"If anyone dares to be disrespectful to the gentleman, I will break his leg and throw it into the river to feed the fish!"

Meng Wanjun is a personal spirit. Before Ye Fan could answer, he had already asked the family members to worship Ye Fan as the mainstay.

However, Ye Fan sneered.

"If you didn't touch Tangtang, Uncle Hu, and Aunt Yue, it would be a good idea to let you take charge of Jiangbei."

"But you shouldn't touch Aunt Yue and the others."

"They are just the most ordinary people in the world. They live so hard in this world that they have done everything they can have today's peace and happiness."

"But why don't you even give them this little happiness?"

"Just because you are the richest man in Jiangbei?"

"Just because you have power?"

"So, do you like to trample on the dignity and happiness of ordinary people so much?"

Ye Fan shook his head, and his words were full of silence.

No one knows what kind of anger rises in Ye Fan’s seemingly calm appearance!

Meng Wanjun was a little panicked when he heard this.

"First...sir, what are you talking about?"

"I...I don't understand."

"What ordinary people, what Uncle Hu, I don't have them. Our Meng family has not trampled on the lives of any ordinary people..."

"I made a mistake, you... you must have made a mistake."

Meng Wanjun kept shaking his head.

"Yeah?"

"If you don't know, then ask your son."

Ye Fan's eyes fell on Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan immediately shuddered: "You... are you... that person at the auction?"

Meng Chuan soon realized something.

Because, he remembered that the family who was living in the urban village that he had been dealt with before was indeed the surname Hu.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan immediately panicked.
To be continued...