As Yang Ming had said, Lei Bao, upon receiving the notification, looked at the bloodied and mangled Lei Lingyun before him and almost vomited, despite being a king of the underworld.
Due to excessive blood loss, Lei Lingyun had been declared beyond saving. He lay on a stretcher, clinging to his last breath, waiting for his father, Lei Bao, to arrive.
Zheng Bowen, Feng Jingyao, and Jiang Mingyu had also received notifications and had arrived before Lei Bao.
The moment they saw Lei Lingyun, the three of them felt nauseous and could hardly believe the person before them was Lei Lingyun.
This was because this was clearly just a mangled corpse!
"Ahhh! My son, my son!"
Lei Bao finally regained his senses and could no longer control his emotions, collapsing onto Lei Lingyun in grief.
Lei Lingyun seemed to sense his father's arrival. He opened his blood-soaked mouth, but unable to make any sound because his tongue had been ripped out.
Yet, Lei Bao heard Lei Lingyun's whimper, like a mournful cry or perhaps calling out for his father.
His son's pained state felt like knives, stabbing deeply into Lei Bao's heart.
"Who? Who did this? I will kill him, I will flay him alive! Ahhh!"
Lei Bao wept tears of pain, his fists clenched so tightly they were about to shatter.
Lei Lingyun, lying on the stretcher and having lost both his ears, couldn't hear Lei Bao's roars.
But father and son shared a deep connection. Lei Lingyun seemed to sense his father's sorrow, opening his bloody mouth and breathing in deeply.
"Son, what are you saying? What do you want your father to do?"
Lei Bao leaned close to Lei Lingyun's mouth, trying hard to hear what his son was saying.
As a result, Lei Lingyun couldn't catch his breath and let out a final gasp before his life completely departed.
"Yun'er, Yun'er!"
Lei Bao shook Lei Lingyun's body as if he had gone mad, his old tears flowing like a breached dam.
Zheng Bowen and the others watched, their hearts aching.
Their sworn brother, with whom they had just bonded, was now brutally murdered.
Anyone would find such a shock difficult to bear!
After an unknown period, Lei Bao finally got up from Lei Lingyun's corpse.
"Who, who killed my son? I will make him be buried with my son!"
Lei Bao roared to the heavens, his voice hoarse, his teeth grinding together.
"Uncle Lei, Lin Feng did this. Your men have already crippled him. He's barely hanging on at the hospital!"
"Don't worry, I've already spoken to the hospital. They won't save this guy. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be on his way out by now!"
As soon as Zheng Bowen finished speaking, his phone rang. It was his third uncle, Zheng Dali.
"Bowen, you can rest assured. That Lin fellow is completely dead!"
"Okay, I understand."
Zheng Bowen's lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile, and the weight in his heart finally lifted. He then relayed the news of Lin Feng's death to Lei Bao.
Lei Bao, however, was indifferent. He gazed at Lei Lingyun's corpse, as if driven to madness, and chuckled, "His death does not quell my hatred. Go and retrieve his body for me. I want to tear him limb from limb, to ensure he never finds peace!"
"As you command!"
His subordinates, receiving the order, grabbed several submachine guns and headed straight for the hospital.
At the hospital, as Zou Jianghao emerged from the emergency room and announced Lin Feng's death.
Xia Xue froze completely, collapsing onto the ground, unable to accept the reality.
"Yang Ming, tell everyone to stand down. Lin Feng and Lei Lingyun are both dead. This case can be considered closed!"
Ling Feiyan showed little reaction. To her, the death of Lin Feng was no different from the death of a stranger.
"Feiyan, something's happened. Lei Bao has sent people to the hospital to seize Lin Feng's body. What about this situation?"
Yang Ming received a report from one of his subordinates via phone.
"No need to interfere. He's just a dead man! As long as Lei Bao doesn't do anything too outrageous, let him have his way!"
Ling Feiyan, well aware of Lei Bao's terrifying nature, had no intention of engaging in a conflict with him over a corpse.
"Alright, then let's call it a day!"
Yang Ming chuckled inwardly. He looked at Xia Xue, who remained slumped on the ground, refusing to get up, and said gently, "Xiaoxue, don't be too sad. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Lin Feng brought this upon himself!"
"Let's go. Lei Bao's men will be here soon, and it's not safe for you here!"
"Get lost!"
Xia Xue coldly retorted, her mind a jumble, with no desire to listen to Yang Ming's prattling.
In her mind, memories of Lin Feng flickered through.
She recalled how many times he had helped her, how he had taken a bullet for her, their many intimate moments, and his importance in her parents' eyes.
Thinking of these things, Xia Xue was suddenly shocked to realize that Lin Feng had long occupied a place in her heart.
Although she wasn't sure what this feeling was, she knew for certain that she wanted to see Lin Feng off on his final journey.
"Yang Ming, don't worry about her. Let's go!"
Ling Feiyan shot Xia Xue an displeased glare. She despised people like Xia Xue who lost their reason due to personal emotions.
Just as Ling Feiyan was about to leave, Qilin appeared.
Qilin, accompanied by the heads of the Ming and An groups, appeared in the hospital corridor.
"Feiyan, how is Lin Feng? Why aren't you staying to protect him? Where are you going?"
Qilin looked at Ling Feiyan and her group, who were preparing to leave, with dissatisfaction.
"Protect him? He's already dead, there's no need for us to protect him!"
Ling Feiyan paused, then said with a cold laugh.
"Dead!?"
Not only Qilin's eyes widened, but Wang Qinglong and Long Tou also found it unbelievable.
Lin Feng was the King of Mercenaries, the renowned Lin Qilang of the mercenary world. How could he have suddenly died?
"Feiyan, this is not a trivial matter. Explain it to me truthfully, what exactly happened?"
Qilin asked anxiously.
Ling Feiyan, though unsure why Qilin cared so much about Lin Feng, recounted the entire story.
Upon learning that Lin Feng had killed Lei Lingyun and was subsequently beaten to death by Lei Lingyun's subordinates.
Qilin and the other senior members of the Dragon Group found it hard to believe.
But with the facts before them, they had no choice but to accept it.
"Boss, Lei Bao's men are coming to seize Lin Feng's body. I implore the Dragon Group to intervene and protect it!"
At this moment, Xia Xue rushed over, her eyes red with tears.
Qilin remained silent for a moment, then said, "Then let it be with Lei Bao and his men. Lin Feng is dead, he holds no value for us in the Dragon Group. We cannot engage in a direct confrontation with Lei Bao for the sake of one Lin Feng!"
Wang Qinglong and Long Tou nodded in agreement.
While Lin Feng was alive, the Dragon Group could indulge him out of respect for his status as the King of Mercenaries.
But with Lin Feng's death, the Dragon Group no longer needed to treat him as an honored guest.
As the saying goes, when the guest leaves, the tea cools.
"As you command, withdraw!"
Ling Feiyan received the order and led her team away.
"Long Tou, didn't you say before that Lin Feng was a distinguished guest of our An group? Why aren't you helping him now? You can't withdraw! What will happen to Lin Feng's body if you withdraw?"
Xia Xue anxiously blocked Long Tou. She knew without a doubt that if Lin Feng's body fell into Lei Bao's hands, it would be desecrated.
"Xiaoxue, it was different before. Lin Feng is dead now, and he has no further utility for us."
"You heard what Qilin Boss said. Our An group is not worth engaging in a battle with Lei Bao over a corpse. The time is not yet ripe!"
Long Tou said, trying to reason with her.