Crossing Time and Space: Iron Blood War Soul

  Cheng Xue Mei's eyes were wide open, staring at her son with an incredulous gaze. Lin Ao Feng forced a smile, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he scratched his head and said, "Mom, you're looking at me like that, I'm starting to feel a bit self-conscious."

  "You still know how to be ashamed!" Cheng Xue Mei pinched Lin Ao Feng's ear and shouted: "You little rascal, don't think that just because you have some martial arts skills you're impressive. Your movements are fast, but are they faster than bullets?! What if something happens to you, what would I do with your father?!"

  "Ow, ow, ow! Let go! Let go!" Lin Ao Feng struggled free from his mother's grasp, rubbing his ears and said: "Mom, your hands are really heavy! You almost pulled my ears off!"

  "Heavy! Let you remember it!" Cheng Xue Mei said in a bad tone.

  Lin Aofeng chuckled and leaned in close to his mother, saying: "Old mom, with your quick wit, how could the son you gave birth to be any worse?!"

  Thousands of holes, millions of holes, but not a single hole in the horse's buttocks. Cheng Xue Mei heard her son praising her and couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, Lin Ao Feng underestimated Cheng Xue Mei's immune system, and in the blink of an eye, the smile on her face disappeared. She stretched out one finger and poked Lin Ao Feng's head, saying: "You little scoundrel, stop giving me nonsense! Let me tell you, from now on, you're not allowed to participate in this kind of thing again! I don't want to be a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person."

  More than half a month has passed, from June 1st to June 11th, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Beijing National Government continuously issued three protests to the foreign diplomatic missions in Beijing. However, weak countries have no diplomacy, and the diplomatic mission replied politely declining China's protest, believing that the Shanghai concession authorities had been very lenient.

  "Damn it!" Chiang Kai-shek, who had just led the Eastern Expeditionary Army back to Guangzhou, received a phone call about the May 30th Massacre in his office at the Whampoa Military Academy and roared: "Imperialists do not regard Chinese as human lives, slaughtering them like pigs and dogs. The national humiliation has reached this point, why should I live!"

  Zhou Enlai, sitting on the sofa, seemed to have calmed down by now. His right hand grasped the leather belt around his waist, while his left hand rested on the table surface. His face was tranquil and showed no signs of any unusual emotions. He said: "To defeat the Eastern Jiang, it is not just a matter of military strength; to overthrow Yang Liu (Yang Ximin and Liu Zhenhuan), it is also not solely dependent on military power, but rather the combined strength of workers, peasants, and revolutionary soldiers. Currently, the lives of Chinese workers, peasants, and soldiers are all extremely miserable. Only by taking a united path can we uproot imperialism."

  Chiang Kai-shek nodded slightly, agreeing with Zhou Enlai's view, but still gritted his teeth and said: "The British are brutal, and we cannot not prepare for a showdown! If our party still settles the matter with economic sanctions, then national subjugation is imminent!"

  On June 16, the Beijing government sent a representative to Shanghai. After three rounds of negotiations, the final decision was made by the diplomatic corps in Beijing. The Shanghai International Settlement only dismissed the General Inspector Ma Ge Yun and the Police Chief Ai Fu Sheng. China took back the Shanghai Mixed Court. The Gu Zhenghong case was negotiated between the Shanghai Foreign Affairs Office and the Japanese Consul in Shanghai, with six conditions and three annexes agreed upon by the Japanese silk factory and the workers, including compensation of 10,000 yuan for the workers' losses, assistance of 100,000 yuan for the strike losses, prohibition on carrying weapons into the factory, no arbitrary dismissal of workers, and wage increases.

  On August 12th, with the mediation agreement taking effect, Shanghai returned to its usual calmness, workers began their normal work shifts, students resumed their normal classes, and shops started their normal business operations.

  "Afeng! Wait for me!" Lin Aofeng, who was about to leave school, heard Qin Keqing's shout and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and asked in puzzlement: "Keqing, didn't you take the day off today?!"

  Qin Keqing glared at Lin Ao Feng and said, "Can't you come to school when you ask for leave?!" Then she asked again, "Are you going to the New Moon Society?!"

  "Really!" Lin Ao Feng nodded and asked: "You're not going to New Moon Society too?!"

  Qin Keqing smiled and raised an eyebrow, saying: "Of course! Today's New Moon Society has a gathering, my dad wants me to go with you." As she spoke, the smile on Qin Keqing's face disappeared, her eyes fixedly staring in the direction of the school gate. Feeling Qin Keqing's abnormality, Lin Ao Feng followed her line of sight and looked over, only to see Tian Lina and Zhang Kai entwined at the school gate.

  Lin Ao Feng asked: "Ke Qing, what's going on with Tian Li Na and Zhang Kai?!"

  Qin Keqing sighed and said, "The goddess has a mind, King Xiang has no dream. Tian Lina is devoted to Zhang Kai, but Zhang Kai is like a playboy. Do you know what Zhang Kai was doing on the day of the May 5th outing?"

  Lin Ao Feng shook his head and said: "I'm not a tapeworm in his belly, how would I know?"

  Qin Keqing sneered, "He was the organizer of our school's May 35th parade. When his classmates needed him, he hid in a corner and sold out his fellow students to the police."

  "How did you know?!" Lin Ao Feng's face showed an unbelievable expression. Qin Keqing explained: "It was your good brother Xi Junmai who told Siqi, and Siqi told me. As for where Xi Junmai learned it from, I won't say, but can't you guess?!"

  Lin Aofeng's expression turned grave, and he furrowed his brow, thinking to himself: "Given the Xi family's connections in the Ministry of Works, it should be easy to get some inside information. I'm afraid this thing is true, Tian Lina is really pitiful!"

  "Slap!" Just as Lin Ao Feng was distracted, a crisp slapping sound rang out. Then Tian Li Na was seen covering her face with one hand, staring at Zhang Kai, tears streaming down her face like water.

  Zhang Kai tidied up his clothes and said coldly, "Tian Lina, I'm telling you! I, Zhang Kai, have never liked you. Don't be overly sentimental and bother me again!"

  "Halt!" Just as Zhang Kai was about to leave, he was stopped by Lin Ao Feng.

  Zhang Kai turned around and looked at Lin Ao Feng and Qin Keqing who walked to Tian Lina's side, smiling and asked: "Lin Ao Feng, classmate, what's up?!"

  "What's going on, don't you know?!" Lin Ao Feng narrowed his eyes, a fierce glint flashing across his eyes.

  Zhang Kai looked at Tian Lina and smiled, saying: "The things between me and Tian Lina seem to have nothing to do with you, right? Are you now being a bit like a dog trying to catch a mouse, meddling in other people's business?"

  "You're wrong!" Lin Ao Feng looked around at the classmates gathering and said loudly, "Fellow students, do you know what Zhang Kai was doing during the May 5th parade?!"

  Zhang Kai's heart tightened when Lin Ao Feng mentioned the May 35th parade, and he thought to himself: "Does he know something?!" But Zhang Kai immediately rejected his own idea: "Impossible! He must be just bluffing. Yes, that must be it." After quickly calming down, the smile on Zhang Kai's face disappeared, and he said coldly: "Lin Ao Feng, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. With so many classmates present, you have to take responsibility for what you say!"

  "Don't let Lin Ao Feng take the blame!" At this time, Xi Jun Mai led Zhang Si Qi out of the crowd. Xi Jun Mai pointed at Zhang Kai and said: "At the beginning of the procession, Zhang Kai was indeed walking in front of the team, but when the police rushed into the procession, Zhang Kai did not organize his classmates to fight back against the police, instead he hid in a nearby alley and directed the Indian police to catch our classmates!"

  Zhang Kai's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he still pretended to be strong, pointing at Xi Junmai and shouting: "Don't spout nonsense! What evidence do you have to say I'm colluding with the police!"

  "Do you want evidence?! Shi Junmai sneered and gave Lin Ao Feng a subtle signal, then said: "Am I calling you Zhang Kai or Nagasaki Yasuo? Don't think that just because you've done something flawlessly, no one will know. Pulling crap behind the door will always be discovered."

  "What's going on, Long Island?! You're not just making up evidence without any proof, are you?! Everyone in school knows that you and Lin Ao Feng have a close relationship. To say something unpleasant, the two of you are like two peas in a pod!" Although his mouth was still stubborn, Zhang Kai's heart had already felt a sense of unease: "How did Xi Jun Mai find out my identity?! Has someone betrayed me?!"

  "Do you want evidence?! I'll give it to you!" Just as Zhang Kai was stunned, Xi Junmai took out an envelope from the inside pocket of his suit and said: "On the day of the May 30th parade, I had eaten something bad the night before and was looking for a place to relieve myself when I accidentally saw you whispering with the Indian police. From that moment on, I became suspicious of you! So I had someone investigate you thoroughly! It's fortunate that we found your school enrollment certificate at a Japanese school in Dalian. And this certificate is now in my hands."

  "You want to add insult to injury, what's the worry about not having an excuse?" Zhang Kai's mouth corners slightly curled up, coldly smiling and saying: "According to your Shi family's abilities in Shanghai, getting a fake admission certificate shouldn't be a difficult task, right?!"

  "No!" Zhang Kai's words were cut off by Lin Ao Feng, who interrupted: "There is one more thing that can prove you are Japanese!"

  "Oh?!" Zhang Kai said with a smile: "What proof?! If you have it, bring it out."

  "Prove whether you are Japanese or not, the answer is on your body!" Lin Ao Feng took advantage of Zhang Kai's momentary distraction and rushed to his front. Before Zhang Kai could react, Lin Ao Feng quickly pulled down Zhang Kai's pants, revealing a fundoshi between his legs.

  Xue Junmai laughed and clapped his hands: "Crazy! You really are something! Even this was thought of by you!"

  "You're not simple either!" Lin Ao Feng then turned to Zhang Kai and said, "What else do you have to say for yourself?!"

  Zhang Kai pulled up his pants, looked at the surrounding classmates pointing and whispering to each other, and with a hint of resentment and anger in his eyes, he glared at Lin Ao Feng, let out a cold snort and said: "Lin Ao Feng! For your insult to me, I will return it to you a hundredfold! Let's see who comes out on top!" With that, Zhang Kai slunk away with his tail between his legs.

  Looking at Zhang Kai's back, a bad premonition rose to Lin Ao Feng's mind. Lin Ao Feng hesitated for a moment and said: "You guys wait here for me for a while, I'll be right back!" After that, Lin Ao Feng chased after the direction where Zhang Kai left.