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Flames roared into the sky, the fire serpents raging around, tearing at the air with abandon, causing ripples in the space, creating an utterly shocking scene.
One Toyota after another was smashed into scrap metal, the burning gasoline causing the surrounding temperature to rise by dozens of degrees in an instant.
In Ye Xuan's blood-red eyes, under the illumination of the flames, dazzling light flickered. He squinted and stared at Hong Jie, who had a calm expression on her face.
This woman is really... ruthless!
"Heh, Hong Jie, what a grand gesture."
The Ghost King chuckled a few times, then clapped his hands slightly and said indifferently, "Carry on, as instructed!"
"Yes, Ghost King."
A group of men in black suits got off the gun-salute car.
In the hands of those men, they held iron hammers, emulating Hong Jie's ruthless methods, smashing all those Honda cars into pieces of scrap iron, which fell onto the cemetery grass.
