Chapter 792 - 740: Lord Qin Sent Us! (1)
At the entrance of the Military Region General Hospital, a whirlwind of luxury cars converged from all directions, stirring up dust and captivating countless onlookers. Maybachs, Mercedes-Benzes, BMWs, Bentleys, Rolls-Royces—there was no shortage of them.
Even the doctors and patients inside the hospital stared on, dumbstruck. Is some great personage about to arrive?
Under the stunned, focused gazes, the vehicles formed a wide arc, cordoning off the hospital entrance. A group of men with frantic expressions hurriedly exited their cars. The arrivals were not just the major figures of the Underworld; even scores of low-level thugs who couldn’t normally show their faces in public were present. After all, this was a decree from Master Qin. No one dared risk the slightest mishap.
The imposing group of several dozen men did not head into the hospital after getting out of their cars. Instead, they stood outside the gates, overcome with anxiety. They stared toward the hospital, their gazes dominated by terror.
"Isn’t that Bald Qing from the West Suburb?"
"Damn! This is a massive gathering of the Underworld! Why are all the top bosses here?"
"What’s happened? Who gathered all these big shots together?"
"My God! Is that... Lin the Crocodile, Rich Nine, Fingerless Six, Bald Qing, and Scarface Qiang? Are all the top bosses of the underworld here?"
"This is huge news! Absolutely huge!"
Amid the formidable scene at the hospital entrance, many sharp-eyed onlookers began to cry out in alarm. As they spoke, they pulled out their phones to film from a safe distance. No one dared to get any closer, fearful of getting caught in the crossfire. After all, not a single person here was a pushover.
"What do you think you’re doing? Don’t you know this is a military hospital? Get lost, now!"
Just then, a man in a military uniform with a second lieutenant’s insignia on his shoulder approached the Underworld bosses with a stern face and steady, powerful steps, shouting at them. The bosses glanced at his rank but didn’t bother to respond, remaining motionless. Their gazes, fixed on the hospital, only grew more fraught with anxiety.
"Are you deaf? Or do you think I won’t have every single one of you arrested? Get lost! Now!" Seeing them ignore his words, the second lieutenant’s face turned livid as he shouted again. The soldiers behind him tensed, adopting combat stances, seemingly awaiting only the command to apprehend these undesirables.
"Master Qin sent us!" a middle-aged boss with considerable influence in the Underworld said, seeing the officer was about to take action. He added, "If I could, I’d get out of here a hundred times over! But leaving would cost me my life! Second Lieutenant, you must have heard of Master Qin Fan, right?"
What? Qin Fan?
At the mention of the name, the officer’s eyes shot wide open, his expression turning deeply grave. A person’s reputation precedes them, and how could he not have heard of Qin Fan’s notoriety?
He broke into the Bo Family compound and slaughtered them all. News of this feat had swept through the military district like a hurricane. Everyone had assumed Qin Fan would face severe punishment from the higher-ups. Instead, he remained completely untouched, as if those he had butchered were nothing more than insignificant ants.
Under these circumstances, the second lieutenant’s eyelids twitched. He said no more. He turned, waved at the accompanying soldiers, and said, "Let’s go. We’re heading back."
Indeed. When it came to Qin Fan, he didn’t want to get involved, nor did he dare.
At the same time, Chang Yuanyi’s figure appeared at the entrance of the main hospital building. He glanced at the assembly outside before striding forward, his face an expressionless mask.
"Young Master Chang!"
"Young Master Chang!"
"Young Master Chang!"
Seeing Chang Yuanyi approach, everyone snapped to attention and called out to him.
Chang Yuanyi, however, didn’t so much as nod in acknowledgment. He stopped and said in a cold, deep voice, "Have you all forgotten what Master Qin said? Or was my message unclear?"
His question left everyone utterly baffled. What does he mean? What is he talking about?
A boss stepped forward, the muscles in his face twitching as he asked, his voice full of confusion, "Young Master Chang, what does this mean? Forgive my ignorance, but I... I don’t understand!"
"Master Qin ordered all of you to fucking kneel!" Chang Yuanyi roared, gritting his teeth.
Kneel? He wants us... to kneel?
GULP.
At Chang Yuanyi’s command, nearly everyone swallowed hard. At the same time, behind these reputable bosses, their underlings didn’t hesitate for a second, dropping to their knees with a series of thuds. Given their status, they normally wouldn’t have had to endure such an ordeal, but they were terrified of being blamed by Master Qin for any minor infraction.
The successive thuds of knees hitting the ground hammered at the hearts of the bosses. After exchanging grimacing, uncertain glances, a boss of considerable standing bent his knees and knelt heavily. With someone of their rank taking the lead, the other bosses quickly followed suit.
And just like that, an unbelievable, grand spectacle unfolded at the entrance of the Military Region General Hospital. From the low-level grifters and enforcers to the powerful bosses who could summon a hundred men with a single call, every last one of them was kneeling outside the hospital gates. Behind them, a cordon of luxury cars sat gleaming. The sight struck the onlookers inside the hospital like a bolt of lightning.
Almost the entire Underworld, gathered together and kneeling? Fuck! Have they all gone mad? What in the world is going on?
And yet, from beginning to end, besides that one second lieutenant, not a single hospital administrator had shown their face. It seemed they already knew what was happening.
There were only two or three minutes left of the hour Qin Fan had set.
Inside the hospital building.
DING. The elevator doors slid open.
Qin Fan, his face a cold, grim mask, walked out alone. Wang Dalu and the others had wanted to accompany him, but they had to stay behind to look after Li Qiuzhe’s parents.
As Qin Fan stepped out of the elevator, radiating a palpable chill, the hospital lobby fell deathly silent. Countless doctors and patients stared at the young man, instinctively holding their breath. Amidst the web of gazes, Qin Fan tucked his hands into his pockets and walked evenly toward the exit. Each footstep, however, was like an invisible tremor that shook the hearts of everyone in the lobby.
An oppressive silence reigned. Only when Qin Fan’s figure had completely disappeared outside did they finally release the breath they had been holding.
"Master Qin!"
After ordering the crowd of bosses to kneel, Chang Yuanyi had walked back to the steps outside the hospital building. Facing the approaching Qin Fan, he bowed slightly and spoke with deference.
"Hn. Let’s go."
His indifferent voice was laced with a coldness that could plunge a person into an icy abyss. He stared directly at the scene of dozens of men kneeling in unison, a murderous ferocity flaring in his eyes. As he continued to walk forward, his very presence seemed to exude a dense, swirling killing intent. It was so intense that Chang Yuanyi, following behind him, couldn’t suppress a subtle tremble.
"To attend a monarch is to court a tiger." He now understood the profound truth of that old saying.