Chapter 43: Blood Feud

  Lin Feng was bewildered by his emotional entanglement when a sudden commotion erupted outside the door, startling him.

  "Master, master, something's wrong, an accident has happened..."

  With a loud "bang", the door was violently pushed open and someone stumbled in, shouting and staggering at the same time.

  Isn't Da Li supposed to take people to collect Chen Dong's body? Why did he rush back in such a hurry?

  Lin Feng was even more shocked, hastily put down the teacup in his hand and stood up to ask: "What's wrong?"

  "Master, the Japanese have stationed men in Walnut Garden and won't let us collect your friend's body. Xiao Dongzi wouldn't back down and argued with them for a few sentences...then the Japanese opened fire..." Da Li said to Lin Feng with a face full of grief and indignation.

  Xiao Dongzi was a young porter at the warehouse, not yet twenty years old, a very clever kid, but unexpectedly made an irreversible mistake this time - arguing with Japanese soldiers for two sentences.

  Who would have thought that the Japanese army would be so brutal as to even shoot at people who were collecting bodies.

  "How's Xiao Dongzi? Is he here?" Lin Feng became anxious upon hearing this, grabbed Dali's arm and interrupted him, asking two questions at once.

  "Back again, already......" He gritted his teeth, slapped his thigh and let out a sigh of despair, then gritted his teeth and said, "......can't do it anymore!"

  "***!" Lin Feng shouted loudly, releasing his powerful arm, turned around, and slapped the table with a loud "slap", causing all the objects on the table to jump high. The teacup was knocked over, spilling tea water everywhere, flowing down the edge of the table.

  Lin Feng seemed to have not seen the mess on the table, his hands pressed against the table, his eyes wide with anger, his chest heaving violently, panting heavily, his whole body trembling with rage.

  Previously clashed with the Japanese army, anyway, no one in the family was injured or killed, so Lin Feng endured it.

  But this time, the Japanese army shot and killed Xiao Dongzi. Although he was just a small clerk at Lin's warehouse, he was still considered a member of the Lin family, which made Lin Feng unable to tolerate it anymore.

  "Damn it, this vendetta must be avenged for Xiao Dongzi!"

  Lin Feng's teeth chattered "ge ge" sound, squeezing out these words from between his teeth.

  As soon as Da Li heard that Young Master wanted to avenge Xiao Dongzi, he immediately regained his spirit: "Young Master, you say it, how will this revenge be taken?"

  "How to report?" Lin Feng turned his head, staring at Dali's face with scarlet eyes, gritting his teeth and saying word by word, "Of... course... it's... blood... debt... repaid... in... blood!"

  You little rascals, I've had enough! With you around, I won't have a peaceful day. Since you won't let me live in peace, I'll no longer hold back. Let's see what happens next!

  Lin Feng was really angry this time.

  He originally only wanted to rely on the Lin family's vast power in this chaotic world, seeking a stable and comfortable life. However, the more he tolerated, the more the Japanese advanced inch by inch, step by step.

  From the time when Kamejiro Ito from Saicho Gate tried to bully Geuse, until he forced his father to become a traitor and the head of the Hanjian Association, and when he failed, he openly ran amok in Lin Feng's house. When he couldn't get any benefits from it, he had Lin Feng arrested and thrown into the death row cell of the Kempeitai. Lin Feng endured it again and again, suppressing his anger.

  By now, the Walnut Garden Japanese army held a meeting and Chen Dong, who Lin Feng knew in prison, was stabbed to death with a bayonet in public. This already made it difficult for Lin Feng to accept, but he still endured it. After returning home, Pai Dalu found a few people to bury Chen Dong's body, which was also a way of fulfilling his friendship obligations. Unexpectedly, the Japanese not only didn't allow it but also shot and killed one of the people sent by Pai.

  After these few things, Lin Feng could see clearly that the more tolerant he was of the Japanese, the more arrogant they became. As long as the Japanese army remained stationed in Xiping County for one day, he couldn't hope to have a comfortable life for even half a moment.

  "Master, what do you say we make the little Japanese pay for this in blood?" Da Li also said with righteous indignation and fearlessness, "I, Da Li, will risk my life to avenge Young Dongzi's death!"

  How can we make little Japanese pay for their blood debt?

  This is not something that can be accomplished with just passion and indignation; it requires strength, sufficient strength to defeat the Japanese.

  Does Lin Feng have this strength now?

  Alone and outnumbered, empty-handed and fist-less, Lin Feng hadn't become arrogant enough to think that he could kill the Japanese with just this.

  Yes, how can we have enough strength to defeat the Japanese?

  Without such strength, having only a bellyful of hot blood and indignation, even if one were to bravely seek out the Japanese, it would be nothing but a death wish.

  Lin Feng thought to himself that with his current strength, he was still not enough to contend against the Japanese, and the revenge for Xiao Dongzi's hatred would have to wait, it had to be planned carefully.

  How stifling!

  Lin Feng raised his head and let out a deep sigh, suddenly feeling very nostalgic for the days he spent in the Security Team.

  At that time, although he was whipped by the temperamental squad leader with a leather whip, Lin Feng was very disgusted with his military life. However, the squad leader Wang Yuzhu was very caring towards him and had saved his life several times on the battlefield. Most importantly, they could fight against the Japanese army with swords and guns, which was not like now, when he had a belly full of pent-up anger that couldn't be vented immediately.

  The Japanese occupied the county town after that war, and I don't know where the Baodan Army is now. If they can find them, if they can find Captain Wang, it would be great! Lin Feng thought of those comrades who had gone through life and death in his heart.

  "Avenging Xiao Dongzi is not an easy task, we need to plan for the long term." Lin Feng said helplessly, after a moment of silence, he continued, "Let's go, first let's take a look at Xiao Dongzi."

  The two of them walked out of the house and headed towards the front yard. Lin Feng asked, "Does my father know about this?"

  "Master is in the front yard."

  Lin Feng had originally planned to send his father back to Huaiyin Town in the afternoon, but he hadn't expected something like Xiaodongzi's shooting to happen, and now he didn't know if his father's schedule would be delayed because of it.

  "No way, this time no matter what I have to let Father go back!" Lin Feng made up his mind.

  Father did not return, Lin Feng was unable to let go of his hands and feet when dealing with the powerful and ferocious Japanese army.

  Front yard.

  In the yard, two porters from the warehouse were squatting on the ground with their heads bowed. Next to them was a door panel, and on it lay a person covered in white cloth.

  Lin Qingyuan and Li Zhuang stood by the side of this door panel.

  Li Zhuangju squatted down and lifted up one end of the white cloth, revealing a very young face to everyone's eyes.

  This is a face as white as paper, because the blood in his body has been drained dry.

  His eyes were wide open, and his eyes seemed to still exude fear and nostalgia for this world.

  Looking at this young man shot by the Japanese army, Lin Qingyuan was very angry and loudly asked: "Who told you to go?"

  The two companions hung their heads even lower and neither dared to speak up.

  "Tell me, who let you go to the walnut garden?" After asking, Lin Qingyuan saw that no one answered, and he heavily said "Ah!" again to emphasize his tone.

  "It's me."

  Lin Feng brought great strength, and as soon as he turned from the back to the front yard, he heard his father's angry roar. At the same time, he also saw those two partners squatting on the ground with their heads lowered, not daring to answer, fearing that his father would be even more furious, so he quickly opened his mouth to respond.

  "Dad, it was me who let them go."

  Lin Feng walked quickly over, answering as he went.

  "Slap"

  Lin Feng had just stood in front of his father when a big ear slap landed on his face, sending him stumbling backward, seeing stars, and almost falling over.

  "Who made you do this? Don't you know how ruthless the Japanese are? A life, just like that, was ruined by you..."

  Lin Qingyuan beat his son, still unable to alleviate the pain in his heart, raised his hand and pointed at Lin Feng, scolding him loudly, his hand trembling with rage.

  "Dad, I really didn't think it would end up like this." Lin Feng steadied himself and looked at his father's furious face, gritting his teeth as he said, "Don't worry, I won't let Xiaodong die in vain!"

  Upon hearing his son's words, Lin Qingyuan was shocked: "What do you want to do? Are you looking for trouble again? Aren't the troubles you've caused enough? Go back home today and don't stay in the county town anymore!"

  What does "not letting Xiaodongzi die in vain" mean?

  Lin Qingyuan is already in his forties, and without thinking, it's clear that his son is furious and wants to avenge Xiao Dongzi, but can this revenge be so easily taken?

  Lin Qingyuan can't just sit back and watch his son do such a foolish thing, it's likely to lead to trouble and danger.

  "Dad!" Lin Feng didn't expect his father would drive him back to Huaiyin Town, and he hastily spoke up for himself to try to get a chance to stay.

  It's only natural that a father wouldn't want his son to take risks. It makes sense for the father to chase him back to ensure his safety.

  "Dad, I really can't go back now. There are some things that need to be taken care of." Lin Feng rubbed his cheek, which was numb from being hit by his father, while insisting on his decision. "You don't want your son to be a failure and be looked down upon either, do you?"

  His father has spent most of his life building a reputation, and Lin Feng grasped this point, trying to persuade his father to agree with his decision.

  In extraordinary times, some things can only be handled extraordinarily. Lin Qingyuan, no matter how great his reputation is, cannot let his son fall into danger. What can ordinary Japanese people do to provoke him?

  "No way, you have to go back today."

  Lin Qingyuan bit his teeth and refused to back down.

  Lin Feng rubbed his cheek, and when he brought down his hand, he found that the edge of his palm had a trace of blood. He hastily lifted his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth again, and when he opened his palm to take a look, there was a big patch of red blood.

  His father really went all out and didn't even care if he knocked out his son's teeth.

  It is often said that the deeper the love, the stronger the criticism.

  Lin Feng still understood this point, so he didn't hate his father, and instead felt a warmth in his heart.

  Lin Feng rubbed his hands together a few times, hastily wiping away the bloodstains on his palms. Just as he was about to communicate with his father again, a shop assistant ran into the courtyard from the back door of the front gate, shouting: "Master, Japanese soldiers have arrived! An official says he wants to see you."