From the moment they attacked Uncle Hu's family, their fate was already doomed.

Unforgivable!

In the end, Ye Fan waved his sleeves.

The only remaining people soon turned into fireworks, blooming here.

"Brother Xiaofan, what is that?"

"It's so beautiful..."

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

Turning her pale face, she saw countless flames burning in the air.

Like, the fireworks of the doomsday.

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

"It's brother Xiaofan who set off the fireworks for you."

"Like it?"

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

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Meng's Manor.

Today's Meng family is full of joy.

Up and down the manor, inside and out, everything has been refurbished.

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

Moreover, a golden dragon head sculpture was placed at the gate of the manor.

Meaning, Jiangbei leader!

The passers-by all cast awe and respectful expressions on the Meng family.

"Why..."

"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead, and a new generation replaces the old ones."

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

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

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

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"The current head of the Meng family is indeed a hero." JrNovels.com