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Chapter 81 Pain
Jin Bing sat in the waiting room of the hospital in pain, his eyes were empty and deep, as if they could swallow all the noise and light around him.

The doctor went in and out, and every footstep sounded like a heavy blow on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Vanessa was rushed into the operating room. The red light was blinding and cold, like a flame of judgment, burning away all his reason and calm.

Jin Bing made a fatal mistake this time. He thought no one would dare to provoke him again.

But as Hell's Kitchen fell into his hands, Kingpin's prestige decreased greatly, and the hearts of some people, which had originally become dead, slowly became hot again.

This assassination is very telling.

The opponents outside are ready to make a move, and the people under his command are gradually becoming dishonest.

Jin Bing clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, blood dripped slowly through his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

His mind kept replaying those thrilling moments, the bullets flying, Vanessa's terrified but determined eyes, and the scene where she finally fell into his arms.

He had never felt so powerless and insignificant as he did at this moment. Even as the emperor who controlled the underworld of New York, he could not protect his lover from harm.

The price of this mistake was heavy enough to suffocate Kingpin, and he might very well lose Vanessa forever.

Time seemed to freeze, and every second was long enough to make people suffocate.

In this silent space, the voice that he had previously thought to be an illusion rang in his ears again.

"Poor mortals, life is so fragile, it disappears in a blink of an eye. Do you still remember that beautiful afternoon yesterday?"

Jin Bing suddenly raised his head and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

However, every word spoken by that mysterious voice seemed to be engraved in his mind and he could not forget it for a long time.

Thinking about yesterday afternoon, life with Vanessa was wonderful, but it went away just as quickly as it came.

In just one day, everything is different.

Did he do something wrong? Was he too careless? Or was it true, as the voice said, that human life was too fragile?
Jin Bing is not a weak person. A long time ago, he thought he had forgotten sadness and crying.

But today, whenever the strong man thinks of the wonderful time he spent with Vanessa yesterday afternoon, he can't help but burst into tears.

Why do the good times pass away?
"Mr. Wilson, the results of the investigation are out. They..."

"Don't talk about this kind of thing at this time!"

Kingpin let out a low growl, which stunned Wesley, who was about to come to report something, for a moment, and then Kingpin's right-hand man immediately reacted.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'll report back to you after my wife is healthy again."

Kingpin still kept his head down and ignored Wesley. The man was tactful and didn't say anything more. He just walked out.

The lights in the operating room finally went out, and the doctors walked out with tired and serious expressions. Their eyes stayed on Jin Bing for a moment, as if they wanted to convey something, but they hesitated.

Kingpin stood up suddenly and almost rushed to the doctor, his voice hoarse and hurried: "How is she? Vanessa..."

The doctor sighed softly and said slowly: "Mr. Wilson, we have done our best. Madam's injuries are very serious. Although her vital signs have been stabilized temporarily, her condition is still very unstable.

Jin Bing's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and he was on the verge of collapse. He tried to stand firm, clenched his hands into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms again. Blood oozed out again, but he seemed to feel no pain, only inner torment and endless regret. "I want to see her."

Seeing this, the doctor quickly reached out his hand and tried to calm Jin Bing's agitated emotions. His voice was gentle but firm: "Mr. Wilson, I understand that you are very anxious at the moment, but please allow me to explain.

Madam is currently in a critical recovery phase and needs absolute rest and a stable environment. Any external stimulation, including your mood swings, may have an adverse effect on her recovery. "

A trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in Jin Bing's eyes, but he also understood that the doctor's words were not groundless.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. Although his voice was trembling, he tried his best to remain calm: "I... I just want to see her and make sure she is still with me."

The doctor shook his head gently, with a glimmer of sympathy in his eyes: “I understand your wishes, but please believe us, we will do everything we can to take good care of Madam.

Now, what she needs most is rest and professional medical care. You can wait here, and we will inform you immediately if there is any progress. "

Jin Bing was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

He knew that insisting at this moment would only make the situation worse.

He turned around and sat back in the chair in the waiting room, but the worry and pain in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"King Bing, go and turn yourself in now while there is still time."

Hearing these words, Kingpin raised his head slightly and saw that it was his old rival Daredevil.

"Turn yourself in? My wife is lying in bed in a critical condition because of my enemy, and you want me to turn myself in?"

Kingpin's bread was twisted with anger. If Daredevil hadn't come to help him a lot today, Kingpin would have beaten him into a pulp long ago.

“It is because of your evil empire that you are in your current situation, Jin Bing. No matter how powerful you are, you cannot resist the judgment of justice.

Look here, Vanessa is lying on the operating table with her life or death uncertain because of you, your subordinates betrayed you, and enemies are all around you. All of this is the result of your long-term use of violence to fight violence and disregard for the law. "

Daredevil's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer, hitting Kingpin's heart.

A bitter smile appeared on Kingpin's lips. His eyes stayed on Daredevil for a moment, then fell back to the empty ground.

"Surrender myself? Give up everything I have, and then be locked in a cage like a rat, for everyone to see? No, I, Jin, never bow to anyone, let alone yield to fate."

"But you're losing everything, including the people you love most."

Daredevil pressed on step by step, trying to awaken a trace of conscience in Kingpin's heart.

"You have the power to change this. Use what strength you have left to make up for the mistakes of the past, for Vanessa, and for yourself."

"That's enough, Daredevil. You helped me today. I don't want to fight with you. It's impossible for me to surrender. If you have the ability to catch me, just come!"

"I'll catch you, but not today."

After Matt finished speaking, he walked away without looking back, leaving Kingpin sitting there alone, feeling distraught.

(End of this chapter)