Chapter 1187: Kicking Heads Like Balls

outside the crowd, and then two people carried a stretcher inside. On it lay a young man, his breath shallow, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, one leg broken in two. It was clear he was...The Zhong family was terrified, everyone trembling with fear and glaring hatefully at the only remaining member, Zhong Guoqiang.

They had lived a good life under the protection of the three great families, but this father and son duo must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. They chose to betray their benefactors, ultimately leading them to ruin.

Zhong Guoqiang is now pale with fright, at a loss for words. At this moment, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that his soul has left his body.

When Ye Bufan's gaze fell upon him, he collapsed to his knees with a thump.

"Mr. Ye, I was wrong this time, really, it's my fault... No, no... This time it's not my fault at all. It was my father, he insisted on betraying, it wasn't my idea."

"I am loyal to you, as long as you let me go, I'm willing to be your dog, and do whatever you ask me to…"

Since Zhong Baichun is already dead, he's now doing anything to stay alive and blaming all his dirty deeds on his father.

"Did you say this was your dad's idea"

Ye Bufan sneered and asked.

"Yes, yes, it's all his fault. He's the one who chose to betray you. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen..."

Zhong Guoqiang spoke hurriedly, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

Ye Bufan shook his head. "None of that matters. What's important is what you said before, if I defeated Murong Chenglong, you would give me your head to kick around as a ball. Now it's time to keep your promise..."

Zhong Guqiang's body trembled. He slapped himself several times, hating this vile mouth. What was wrong with it Why say such things

"Mr. Ye, I'm so sorry, my father forced me to say those things. It wasn't really me..."

"I've said it before, everything else doesn't matter. As a man, at least you should keep your word."

A flash of coldness suddenly crossed Ye Bufan's eyes. The most hateful thing was people like the Zhong family father and son, who were completely greedy and selfish.

To survive, he would betray even his own father; for the sake of profit, he would do anything.

If it were to be himself who failed, the ruthlessness they would unleash upon their own kin would surely surpass even those of the Murong family.

So he had no sympathy or pity for such a person. With a slash of his wind blade, Zhong Guoqiang's face, which still bore a pleading expression, instantly flew up and then crashed heavily to the ground. A strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire arena.

A deathly silence hung in the air. If you listened closely, you could occasionally hear the sound of teeth chattering, especially among those from the Zhong family. Several even soiled themselves out of fear.

"Alright, I know these matters aren't of great concern to you. Now all of you go back and wait obediently for the three major clans to take over the Zhong family's assets."

Ye Bufan waved his hand, and the remaining members of the Zhong family were immediately pardoned. They hastily fled the scene.

And the three great families had long prepared for victory. As soon as the news spread, someone immediately began to accept the fruits of victory, not giving the other side any chance to prepare.

After dealing with the Zhong family, Ye Bufan turned his attention to the Murong family.

"Master Murong, we need to settle this."

Murong Cheng sighed deeply. At this moment, his heart was filled with remorse. He shouldn't have been impulsive and lost his head, provoking the three great families, let alone provoking the young man in front of him.

Murong Ping is right, this isn't an ordinary person. Even if you can't be friends with someone like this, you definitely shouldn't provoke them, let alone make them your enemy.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world. Now he can only bear the consequences of his own wrong decisions.

"Mr. Ye, the victor is a king and the loser a bandit. This old man admits defeat."

At this moment, Murong Cheng seemed to have aged decades. He knew what this decision meant for the Murong family—from then on, there would be no more Murong family in the capital.

"Mr. Ye, Heaven has the virtue of nurturing life. Old man dares to ask you to leave a way out for the Murong family."

"Is that so" Ye Bufan sneered coldly, "Then I ask you, if I were the one who failed this time, how would your Murong family treat the three major families and my family, how would you treat my relatives and friends"

“This…”

Murong Chengdu was speechless for a moment.

According to the previous plan, if the three major families fail, they will inevitably be completely wiped out. And Ye Bufan's women would definitely become playthings for his few grandsons.

As for this young man before them, they would go to great lengths to get revenge, even killing him would be cheap, they would definitely make his life a living hell.

As soon as he understood these things, despair filled his eyes immediately, and his face turned as pale as paper. It seemed he had already seen the scene of the complete annihilation of the Murong family.

"Commandant, please spare the Murong family."

At this time, Murong Ping came before Ye Bufan and knelt down with a thud.

"Headmaster, I am incompetent. I failed to stop the Murong family from making a mistake this time. But please, for your magnanimity, spare the Murong family."

Ye Bufan looked at Murong Ping, and after a moment of silence, he said: "For your sake that you once followed me, I can let the Murong family off this time."

But there are three conditions. First, the deceased must die. Second, from this day forward, there will be no more Murong family in the imperial capital. All descendants of the Murong family will be forbidden to set foot in the imperial capital for the rest of their lives. Third, hand over all your assets. From now on, you will serve as the head of the Murong family.

He knew that Murong Ping couldn't make the call on this, so he turned to Murong Chengdu: "You have one minute to consider. Make your choice quickly."

"Mr. Ye, I know what to do."

Murong Chengdu, as the head of the Murong family, is a decisive person. He knows that this is the best possible outcome, at least leaving a foundation for the Murong family.

He turned around and looked at the three brothers of Murong Hai.

"Grandpa, please don't kill me! I'm your own grandson..."

Murong Hai showed a pleading expression, but before he could finish his words, Murong Chengdou had already slapped him on the top of the head, instantly causing him to bleed from all seven orifices and die.

He knew Ye Bufan could spare the Murong family, but some people had to die, such as these three grandsons in front of him.

Next came Murong Tian, who was also killed with a palm strike.

Murong He saw that things were going badly, and he turned to run, but Murong Cheng was struck on the back by a palm, blood spurted wildly, and he died of anger.

In the blink of an eye, he had killed three grandsons with his own hands. Murong Chengdu's hand trembled slightly.

He looked at the hundreds of Murong family members present: "I announce that from today onwards, Murong Ping will serve as the head of the Murong family and immediately handle the assets in the imperial capital. Others are not allowed to touch a single thing."

After doing all of this, he turned back to Ye: "Mr. Ye, I have always been cautious in my life, but I didn't expect that in the end, I still made a mistake. It was wrong to be your enemy."

It's a pity that one slip led to eternal regret. It's too late to turn back now. An old man like me has nothing left to ask for, only hoping that you will keep your promise.

After finishing his words, he raised his hand and slapped himself on the top of his head. Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground and died by suicide.

Seeing Murong Chengdu die on the spot, the others were all filled with sighs.

The Murong family was once a top-tier family in the capital, renowned and influential. In the end, however, they met such a tragic fate.

The root cause was their insatiable greed, attempting to trample the other three great families underfoot, ultimately leading to their own downfall.

Without the strength to match one's greed, the ultimate result is self-destruction.

The deaths of the Zhong family and their son, as well as the suicide of the head of the Murong family, have left those families who betrayed them in a state of anxious anticipation, uncertain of their fate.he Jiuxing Sect, they had always been domineering and authoritative, never imagining a day when they would beg for their lives."Today, this seat is in a good mood and won't hold grudges against you. G...