"Come here, move all the bodies to the side hall and send someone to guard me!"

"When I take down Ye Fan and the others, I will give them a grand funeral."

Park Ji-jeong ordered the bodies of her father and others to be carried away.

Several elite Park elites came forward respectfully and carefully lifted Park Ji-kun up.

Just with this lift, a fishing line was pulled out from Park Ji-kun's buttocks.

There is a rogue ring hanging at one end of the fishing line.

Underneath, a small black object popped up, as if it had just been born.

"careful!"

Fu Bang Si's face changed drastically when he saw this. He roared and threw Park Ji-jing and rolled out.

The next second, the hall exploded with a bang, and more than a dozen Park elites were blown up...

Heavy casualties!

The fourth young master Fubang, who had a gray face, spit out a mouthful of blood and roared:
Chapter completed!