Chapter 100: Mo Han Must Die!

“Doctor, how is my son?”

At the People’s Hospital, the Li family stood guard outside the operating room, their eyes bloodshot.

After Li Bing was injured by Mo Han at the Sheraton Hotel, he had been rushed here for emergency treatment for nearly twenty hours before they finally saw the surgeons come out.

The doctor, haggard-faced and exhausted, looked at Li Xianwu and said listlessly, “Mr. Li, although your son was pulled back from the brink, from now on he can only remain in a vegetative state. The chance of recovery to normal is extremely slim. We have done everything we could.”

With that, the doctor and his assistants, nurses, and the rest left.

They were utterly spent.

To save Li Bing, they had worked inside the operating room for more than ten hours straight.

Now they were both hungry and weary.

“A vegetative state?!” Li Xianwu and the others shuddered. How was that any different from death?

Then they saw two nurses wheeling Li Bing out.

Li Xianwu and his wife hurried over.

Li Bing lay there peacefully in the hospital bed. Though his face was ghastly pale, there was no sign of pain, nor any trace of unwillingness. He looked as though he were merely asleep.

“Bing’er!”

“Xiao Bing!”

The couple called out several times, but there was no response at all.

“My son, how can your life be so cruel?” Li’s mother collapsed inwardly and burst into heartbroken sobs.

Li Xianwu’s face was also twisted with rage, his heart sinking into utter despair.

His son was finished. Completely ruined.

“Li Xianwu, you must avenge Bing’er!” Li’s mother said through clenched teeth. “You must kill that Mo bastard! He must not be allowed an easy death!”

“I absolutely won’t let him die easily!” A monstrous blaze of fury flashed in Li Xianwu’s eyes as he ground out, “Not only him, but Li Xiande’s whole family will pay the price. I’ll make them regret ever being born!”

Li Bing was his only son.

He had not even had the chance to let him carry on the family line before Mo Han had turned him into a vegetable.

How could Li Xianwu possibly accept such a reality?

He had long since lost the ability to have children. Otherwise, he would not have been so enraged!

“What? Li Bing is in a vegetative state?”

When Li Zhendong heard the news, he nearly fainted on the spot.

That was their family’s only heir!

“Who did this?” Li Zhendong asked in a deep voice.

“Mo Han!” Li Xianwu said through gritted teeth. “Dad, I want revenge for Li Bing. I want to hire an international top-tier assassin to kill Mo Han!

“But there isn’t that much money left in the company account now!”

“Revenge is certain. But how much could hiring an assassin possibly cost?” Li Zhendong asked gravely.

“Ordinary assassins can’t kill Mo Han,” Li Xianwu said after taking a breath. “Before, Qin Changqing hired common assassins to avenge his son Qin Haoran, and they failed. The Heaven-Kill Organization has a set price for every level of assassin.”

According to the Heaven-Kill Organization’s ranking, assassins were divided into five levels, and each level had a different appearance fee.

The lowest silver level cost five million.

Five million per person, and the client could decide how many people to send.

The ones Qin Changqing had hired to assassinate Mo Han last time were silver level.

Above that were gold, diamond, master, and king.

A gold-level assassin cost ten million, a diamond-level one fifty million, and a master-level one one hundred million.

As for king-level assassins—

Beyond an appearance fee of one billion, the target had to be at least master level, or they would not make a move.

If the person you wanted killed was only an ordinary civilian, that would be an insult to a king-level assassin.

“It’ll be fifty million,” Li Xianwu explained. “I want to hire a diamond-level assassin to kill Mo Han!”

A silver-level assassin clearly would not be enough.

Even a gold-level one or two might not do it.

To be safe, he intended to hire a diamond-level assassin. One would be enough to kill Mo Han with ease.

“Fifty million? Where am I supposed to find that kind of money?” Li Zhendong frowned.

“Dad, Li Bing is your only grandson now. He is the only heir our Li family has.

“And now Mo Han has turned him into a vegetable, cutting off our family line. Don’t you feel even a little grief and fury?”

Li Xianwu stared at Li Zhendong darkly. “Our family line is broken, so what use is all that money? In the end, wouldn’t it just end up as someone else’s dowry? Helping others at our expense!”

Li Zhendong’s expression darkened to the extreme.

Li Xianwu’s words had hit exactly where it hurt.

He did have several million hidden away, but that was a reserve he had kept for himself, just in case one day his son became unreliable and he had nowhere else to turn.

So of course he was unwilling to take out his private savings.

Yet at the thought that even his only grandson, the one who would have carried on the family line, was gone, a stabbing pain filled his heart.

Li Xianwu was right.

Without an heir, what was the point of keeping so much money?

When he died, wouldn’t all of it end up in Li Xianwu’s hands anyway?

And then wouldn’t Li Xianwu squander it?

“All right. I’ll put up the money, but you must kill that Mo Han for me!” Li Zhendong took a deep breath and made his decision.

Rather than let that money sink into the grave with him, he might as well use it to avenge his grandson and settle this blood debt.

At least then, when his time came, he would have one fewer regret.

After receiving the money, Li Xianwu sneered inwardly.

Old fool, I knew you had been secretly hoarding a fortune all these years.

Last time, when Xu Biao extorted money from you, you wouldn’t even take it out, insisting that I sell off part of the family assets at a loss.

You, old fool, are the most selfish man in the world.

After getting the money, Li Xianwu did not go looking for the assassin. Instead, he went to Qin Changqing.

“Mr. Qin, I’ve found out everything. The assassins of the Heaven-Kill Organization are divided into five levels, and the ones we hired last time were only the lowest silver level.”

Li Xianwu then told Qin Changqing all about the strength and appearance fees of each assassin tier in the Heaven-Kill Organization.

“The last time, were you eating shit? Why didn’t you investigate first before placing the order?” Qin Changqing looked at Li Xianwu with murderous intent.

Because of Li Xianwu’s mistake, he had lost twenty million for nothing.

To deal with Mo Han, to avenge his son, he had become obsessed during this period.

Not only had he lost all focus on the company’s business, he had already spent several million.

Yet Mo Han was still alive and kicking, while he himself was nearly turning into a madman.

As a result, Qin Changqing’s temper had grown more and more violent.

Li Xianwu lowered his head and said nothing.

“This money was lost because of your blunder, so your Li family has to make up for it!” Qin Changqing said domineeringly.

Li Xianwu’s heart skipped a beat. That was twenty million!

He may have swindled fifty million out of Old Master Li, but how could he just hand it over to the Qin family for nothing?

“Mr. Qin, you know very well that our Li Group is now struggling to make ends meet. We’re almost unable to pay our employees’ wages... Besides, at the time we were in such a rush to find an assassin that we were cheated too,” Li Xianwu explained.

“Hmph, that’s your own problem. Let me warn you, if Mo Han still can’t be killed this time, I’ll make your Li Group go bankrupt!”

Qin Changqing stared at Li Xianwu coldly and said in a deep voice, “This time, hire me a diamond-level assassin. Make sure Mo Han is killed!”