"Bastards! The three of you are seeking death!"
Lei Zhengtang had expected to easily subdue these people, but he never imagined that after subduing just over half, these three would choose to court death!
Lei Qianjun's mouth twitched twice as he stared at Tang Zhao and the other two, coldly demanding, "Are you truly not afraid of death?"
Before Tang Zhao and the others could respond, Li Shan, who had been beaten beyond recognition, let out a maniacal laugh.
"Hahaha, afraid of death? If I were afraid of death, I'd be your mother's child!"
"You scum, hahaha, you'll never understand. Even if Mr. Ling is dead! You still won't get any of us to utter the word 'submit'! Hahaha..."
Li Shan's wild laughter echoed through the room.
The members of Wuhu Group were all so enraged that their faces turned red, and their eyes seemed to spew fire.
Tang Zhao and the other two exchanged glances, then couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, Brother Li Shan said it well!"
"Brother Li Shan, you've got guts. You haven't let down Mr. Ling's cultivation!"
"Hahaha, Lei Qianjun, even if you kill us, you'll still be a loser! You can never defeat Mr. Ling. In fact, from the very beginning, you weren't even qualified to fight Mr. Ling, you despicable scoundrel!"
...
The four of them, facing death with such defiance, their瘋狂 laughter made everyone's scalp tingle.
Even these martial arts powerhouses were intimidated by their aura.
Lei Qianjun was utterly humiliated and enraged, repeatedly poking his walking stick.
A dead man!
He couldn't even defeat a dead man?
He, the dignified chairman of Qianjun Group, with his high status and power, was his deterrent force less than a dead man like Ling Feng?
Lei Zhengtang could no longer tolerate it. Seeing Tang Zhao and the others laughing wildly, his face twitched incessantly.
His legs were crippled, and he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Coupled with the grief of losing his son, his hatred for Ling Feng was the most intense!
Yet, these people, even in this dire situation, remained loyal to Ling Feng. It was simply detestable!
Utterly detestable!
He contorted his face and roared menacingly, "Act! Kill them, kill them!"
The surrounding martial arts powerhouses were also becoming impatient. Hearing the order, they all stepped forward, intending to blast them to death.
It seemed that only by killing Tang Zhao and the other four could they find peace.
But at this moment, Lei Qianjun raised his hand and coldly shouted, "Stop!"
"Second Uncle, I..."
"Shut up!"
Lei Qianjun angrily reprimanded Lei Zhengtang, who was on the verge of losing his mind.
Lei Zhengtang immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak.
Lei Qianjun pointed at Li Shan and said coldly, "You said you'd rather die than submit, right?"
"Hahaha, you want me to submit to you? You old turtle son, in your next life! Hahaha!" Li Shan roared with laughter. Once a person feared no death, they could truly be reckless!
"Slap his face!"
Lei Qianjun gave a nonchalant order.
Slap, slap!
A martial arts powerhouse stepped forward and furiously slapped Li Shan.
After just two slaps, Li Shan was sent flying to the ground, only to be grabbed and slapped again.
After dozens of slaps, Li Shan's cheeks were disfigured. It was evident that his bones were broken, and he had lost half his life.
"Stop! Do you submit now?"
Lei Qianjun asked with a ferocious expression.
"No, I don't submit!"
Li Shan stammered out a few words.
Lei Qianjun's pupils contracted, and he roared with a distorted face, "Good, you're not afraid of death, then I'll make your life worse than death!"
Seeing Li Shan's miserable state and hearing Lei Qianjun's words, Tang Zhao and the others immediately became anxious!
"Bastard, Lei Qianjun, if you have the guts, come at me!"
"Lei Qianjun, you're a guy who will never have descendants!"
"Damn it, Lei Qianjun, if you dare to torture Brother Li Shan, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"
...
Listening to Tang Zhao's four people's curses, Lei Qianjun's eyes widened to the extreme.
He was truly going mad!
He had thought that torturing Li Shan would serve as a warning, but who would have thought that it would instead ignite the fighting spirit of Tang Zhao and the other three?
"You are very good, very courageous. But I'd like to ask, what exactly did Ling Feng give you that makes you follow him so loyally?"
Lei Qianjun asked with a gloomy face. This was something he couldn't fathom.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, Li Shan spat a mouthful of blood towards Lei Qianjun's feet and shouted with a blood-soaked mouth, "Hahaha, Lei Qianjun, you old ghost will never understand!"
"I was a useless bum who just ate and waited for death before. Mr. Ling gave me a chance to be reborn, to hold my head high and live like a human, to make me, Li Shan, a person!"
"Hahaha, you want me to submit to you? Dream on!"
"If you don't let me live as a person, then I'll be a ghost! When I get to the underworld, I'll still be a heroic ghost by Mr. Ling's side! I'll become a ghost and devour your flesh and gnaw on your bones!"
"Hahaha, come on, kill me! Hahaha!"
Even as a ghost, I won't let you go!
Lei Qianjun had heard such words from many people before, and those people had long since gone to the netherworld.
Such curses had never proven effective, and Lei Qianjun paid them no mind.
However, Li Shan's ferocious and maniacal smile before him made Lei Qianjun's heart turn cold!
Ling Feng!
He was already dead, but why did his shadow still linger, refusing to dissipate?
"You want me to surrender? Old man, you're dreaming!"
Li Shan roared madly again.
Lei Qianjun's eyes bulged, and he could no longer suppress the rage and killing intent in his heart!
"Kill this ignorant fool for me!"
"Yes!"
The martial artist behind Li Shan immediately responded, raising his hand to smash Li Shan's head.
Seeing this, Tang Zhao and the others' eyes turned bloodshot red, and they roared!
"Bastard, Lei Qianjun, if you have the guts, kill me first!"
"Brother Li Shan, don't be afraid, we'll accompany you on the road!"
...
Every word was like a knife stabbing into Lei Qianjun's heart.
Li Shan faced the executioner before him with a look of composure, roaring with maniacal laughter, "Come on!"
But at this critical moment, a cold and ethereal voice exploded through the entire venue: "You cannot kill my people!"
Who?
The question arose in everyone's mind.
Then, all the high-ranking officials of Wuhu Group turned their heads in terror, looking in the direction of the voice.
Lei Qianjun's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes widening. His vision, initially blurred, gradually cleared.
Before his eyes appeared Ling Feng, the shadow that had loomed over their hearts, refusing to dissipate.
"Ling... Ling Feng? How is this possible? You, why are you still alive?"
Lei Qianjun instantly stood up, pointing at Ling Feng as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What? Mr. Ling?"
Tang Zhao and the others, upon hearing this, turned their heads in unison.
They saw Ling Feng walking over slowly, as if descending from the heavens.
His expression was still as calm as ever!
His steps were still as steady!
His aura was still as proud!
His gaze was still as sharp!