Chapter 8: First Exposure of Skill Flying Warehouse Web

  "Go west!" Quetsu narrowed his eyes and said, "Yamaguchi, since we can't kill Lin Guodong, capturing his only son is the same thing. Pass down the order to capture this Japanese devil alive."

  "Hey!" The bald man responded with a single word and quickly left the cafe.

  After about three minutes, the bald head appeared beside a man with a scar on his face: "Zao Tian ordered you to catch him alive!" The scar-faced man nodded and commanded with a wave of his hand: "Go! Catch him alive for me!"

  Eight people heard Scarface's shout and rushed towards Lin Ao Feng.

  "Come on!" Lin Ao Feng roared, charging forward to meet the three people in front of him. He first kicked one of them flying, then blocked the attacks of the other two. Taking advantage of the fact that the person behind him had not yet arrived, and that the two people in front of him were still reeling from his previous attack, he gave each of them a roundhouse kick. In the blink of an eye, all three people lost their ability to move, lying on the ground wailing loudly.

  The five people who rushed over from behind stopped in their tracks when they saw Lin Ao Feng's impressive fighting skills, surrounding him in a fan shape. Standing in the center, Lin Ao Feng sized up the remaining five people, stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, and suddenly exerted force, kicking off the ground and flipping two people over. With both hands supporting himself, he did a fish-like flip from the ground, grabbing one person's hand with momentum and twisting it forcefully. A "crack" sound was heard as the person's wrist bone snapped. Before that person could even cry out in pain, Lin Ao Feng kicked him flying like a cannonball, knocking over his companion who had just gotten up from the ground.

  The remaining two people, I looked at you, you looked at me, both legs trembling. Seeing this scene, the scar-faced man revealed a ferocious expression, exuding a murderous aura as he took big strides to stand behind his subordinates, pushing them aside and shouting at Lin Ao Feng: "You Japanese, your skills are not bad! I advise you to know when to yield, follow us obediently."

  "Hmph" Lin Ao Feng sneered, interrupting him: "Those who know the times are heroes?! This sentence shouldn't be said by you! If you have the ability, defeat me and take me away. Otherwise, give way to me quickly, I still have things to do and no time to play with you."

  "Eighty percent!" The scar-faced man on the left roared: "You Japanese, you have no shame! We didn't want to hurt you, so we've been giving in everywhere. You don't drink when toasted and now you're drinking penalty wine."

  Lin Aofeng said, "My dad said that drinking is prone to mistakes, so from a young age he didn't let me drink. Therefore, without my dad's consent, I won't drink for either toasting or penalty! If you want to drink, let your Dog Shit Emperor go drink instead!"

  "Ah!" Scarface roared, charging at Lin Ao Feng. Lin Ao Feng stood still, dodging Scarface's fist with ease and kicking him to the ground before he could even react.

  Scarface got up from the ground with a thud, staring intently at Lin Ao Feng while constantly rotating his ankle to relieve the injury on his foot.

  "Zao Tian, something doesn't seem right!" Zao Tian, who had been keeping an eye on Lin Ao Feng and the others, nodded slightly and narrowed his eyes as a hint of killing intent flashed across them. He coldly said: "It seems we underestimated Lin Guo Dong's son. Tell them to call off today's action and withdraw!"

  As he watched the Japanese man who had blocked his way leave, Lin Quannan got out of the car and said, "Young master, I was worried to death just now!"

  Lin Aofeng smiled and patted the mud on his pants, saying: "Uncle Lin, let's not mention that we were intercepted by the Japanese when we get back. I don't want Mom and Dad to worry!"

  "Master, this might not be a good idea! What if..."

  Lin Ao Feng interrupted: "No ifs or buts, if my parents find out, you'd better quietly return to our old home in Guangdong."

  Watching Lin Ao Feng get on the bus, Lin Quan Nan helplessly shook his head and followed him onto the bus.

  Half an hour later, the sedan stopped in front of St. John's University. As Lin Ao Feng was about to get out of the car, Lin Quan Nan called out to him and asked: "Young Master, when should I come pick you up?"

  "You don't have to come pick me up, I'll go back by myself after school." Seeing Lin Quannan's embarrassed expression, Lin Aofeng smiled and said: "Uncle Lin, you go back and tell my parents that I told you not to come pick me up, they definitely won't blame you!"

  "Master, since you've said it to this extent, I won't come to pick you up. Be careful on your way back."

  "I got it!" Lin Ao Feng took the book and pushed open the car door to get out.

  Lin Quan Nan watched as Lin Ao Feng's figure disappeared from view before starting up the car and leaving St. John's University.

  Pushing open the classroom door, Lin Ao Feng looked at the empty room and raised his wrist to glance at his watch. He couldn't help but smile as he walked over to his seat, put down his backpack, pulled out a book from it, and began reading alone.

  "Fengzi, how did you get here so early?!" About half an hour later, a person wearing glasses and a white shirt with two straps on his back walked into the classroom.

  "Aren't you also here very early?!" Lin Ao Feng said, looking behind the person and asking: "Where's the tail that usually follows you?! Why isn't she here today?!"

  "You're a jinx, Hu Guofu! Having a friend like you is enough to bring bad luck for eight lifetimes!" Saying that, Hu Guofu put on an unhappy face and slammed the book in his hand onto the table.

  Lin Aofeng smiled and said, "Afu, from high school onwards, we've been in the same class. I've seen this expression of yours for three whole years now, you don't need to pretend anymore!" As he spoke, Lin Aofeng stretched out a finger and poked Hu Guofu's waist. In an instant, Lin Aofeng and Hu Guofu started laughing and joking around.

  After about seven or eight minutes, Lin Ao Feng stopped in the midst of Hu Guo Fu's pleading and sat down beside him. As Hu Guo Fu caught his breath, he looked at Lin Ao Feng who was frowning and asked: "Feng Zi, we're friends, you seem to have something on your mind today, let's talk it over, it's better than you thinking about it alone."

  "Alright!" Lin Aofeng recounted the events of yesterday and this morning in detail. After listening to Lin Aofeng's account, Hu Guofu immediately pulled out a map from his bag, located the warehouse and office building, and said: "My uncle told me that except for the two warehouses in your father's hands near Dongjiadu Dock, all the others are controlled by several gangs. Given the current Japanese influence in Shanghai, it may not be easy to take over the warehouses from the gangs, even if we succeed, the cost will not be small..."

  Suddenly, Lin Ao Feng seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "I understand! What does Little Japan want with our warehouse and office building?! Hu Guo Fu, you're really great! Wait a minute, help me ask for leave, I'll go back first!" After that, Lin Ao Feng rushed out of the classroom in a flurry.

  "Hey! You dead Lin, why are you running so fast?!" Hu Yuyan, who had just walked to the classroom door, was bumped by Lin Ao Feng, who rushed out of the classroom in a hurry. She panted and shouted at her brother sitting in the classroom: "Brother, look at Lin, he bumped me without even saying hello."

  "I saw it!" Then Hu Guofu asked: "Why didn't I see you when I left today?"

  Hu Yuyan pouted, gritting her teeth and said: "You still have the nerve to say that! When I came out, your car drove past me, I called you, but you didn't even acknowledge me! What are you talking about compensating?!"

  "Or I'll catch Peak back for you as compensation?!"

  "You men are all no good things, see how I go back and tell Grandpa!" After that, Hu Yuyan found an empty seat and sat down.

  As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Lin Ao Feng waved his hand and shouted: "Rickshaw!"

  The rickshaw driver who was resting by the roadside heard the shout and hastily pulled his cart to Lin Ao Feng's side, asking: "Sir, where are you going?"

  "Fuxi Road (now Yan'an Middle Road)" Lin Aofeng got on the rickshaw. The rickshaw puller immediately spread his legs and took off in a flash.

  At around nine thirty, Lin Ao Feng returned home. Lin Guo Dong, who was in the living room with his wife arranging flowers, saw his son suddenly return and asked: "Feng Er, you're not at school, what are you doing back here?!"

  Lin Aofeng laughed and said, "Dad, I know why the Japanese want our warehouse and office building! Come with me!" After that, Lin Aofeng pulled his father up to the floor in a hurry. Entering the study, Lin Aofeng took out a Shanghai map, pointing at the location of the warehouse and asked, "Dad, do you know whose warehouses are around ours?"

  At Lin Ao Feng's reminder, Lin Guo Dong's eyes lit up instantly, and he muttered: "I understand. After messing around for half a day, the little Japanese wanted my warehouse, it turns out they were after this idea!" Lin Guo Dong raised his head to look at his son, smiling as he said: "Throughout Shanghai, the Japanese only controlled two warehouses and the surrounding docks. According to the Japanese needs, these warehouses and docks are far from enough for their use..."

  "Old bean, I know all that you've said, so why do they want our office building?!" Lin Ao Feng frowned and interrupted.

  Lin Guodong smiled and replied: "Our office building is just a smokescreen. It's used to cover up the real target."

  At this time, the Hongkou Dojo was the stronghold of the Shanghai Black Dragon Society. Sakata had his injured subordinates treated and took Yamaguchi and Musashi with him into the office. Oyama Ryōtarō, who had already received the news, smashed three or four cups in anger. Seeing Sakata appear before him, he went forward without saying a word and gave Sakata two slaps in the face, scolding: "You incompetent fool, you've lost face for our great Japanese Empire! You brought so many people and couldn't even catch a 15-year-old kid!"

  "Your Excellency, please give me another chance. This time I will definitely bring him back!"

  Koyama Ritaro was pondering over the documents when a servant knocked on the door and entered the office. He walked up to Koyama's side and whispered, "The Consul General has arrived!"

  "Ask him to the reception room, I'll be right there!" After the attendant left, Koyama Ritaro said to Nogata: "Considering your hard work following me for many years, I will give you one last chance. I hope you won't disappoint me again!"

  "Your Excellency, please be at ease! If the operation fails again, I will immediately commit seppuku and apologize to His Imperial Majesty!" exclaimed Nakata with a fierce determination.

  "Go west! You go underground!" Kiyotaro Shimoyama sent off the three Sakata, hesitated for a moment in the office, and walked out of the office towards the reception room.