Lin Feng's soul transmigrated to 1940, activating the Guerrilla System (Guerrilla warfare, protracted war, fight to the death against the Japanese devils!).
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"And what about you? Aren't you just focused on enjoying yourself too?"
"I'm not doing this for pleasure; I'm dreaming of one day trampling you under my feet and making you kneel before me!" Uncle Long sneered. "Sooner or later, I'll show you who the ultimate winner is!"
"Don't even dream about it. You think you can trample me under your feet?" Yamamoto Isoroku curled his lip in disdain.
"I wouldn't dare dream of trampling you underfoot, but on the day you die, I'll set off firecrackers at your grave and show you who the real victor is!" Uncle Long laughed heartily, stood up, and said, "Come on, come out for a drink with me, I have something important to announce!"
Yamamoto Isoroku glared at Uncle Long with displeasure and said coldly, "Uncle Long, can't you just shut up for a bit?"
Uncle Long sneered and said, "I'd like to quiet down, but don't you think about it? Your father is already on his deathbed. If I don't quiet down, won't I be wiped out?"
"you......"
Yamamoto Isoroku's face immediately turned ashen. Although he was the head of the Yamamoto Group, he was Yamamoto Isoroku's illegitimate son, and moreover, this illegitimate son was born to a concubine. This caused his status in the Yamamoto Group to plummet, and even a cousin looked down on him!
"Uncle Long, you need to understand that this is not your home. If you continue to cause trouble here, I will kick you out!" Yamamoto Isoroku said with a stern face.
"Heh, go ahead and chase me away. Anyway, the old man is already past his prime. Even if I'm driven away, he can't do anything to me!" Uncle Long laughed instead of getting angry, saying, "Besides, that's what the old man meant too!"
"Hmph, he's past his prime, but he's still alive and well!" Yamamoto Isoroku sneered.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Uncle Long suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "Isoroku Yamamoto, don't you think what you're saying is hilarious? If the old man were still alive, would you dare talk to me like that?"
Yamamoto Isoroku's expression darkened further, and he said through gritted teeth, "You think I wouldn't dare?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Uncle Long laughed loudly, shaking his head as he laughed, saying, "You wouldn't dare, you wouldn't dare, you're just a coward, a wimp!"
"Uncle Long, don't force me!"
Yamamoto Isoroku's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Do you dare?
"Of course I dare!"
"Since you dare, then come with me!" Uncle Long said, then walked outside, sneering as he went.
"Uncle Long, you..."
Yamamoto Isoroku watched Uncle Long leave, his teeth itching with hatred. However, he knew he couldn't beat Uncle Long, so he could only obediently follow in his footsteps.
As they walked out of the Yamamoto family home, two black Audis slowly drove up. Yamamoto Isoroku's father, Yamamoto Yuichi, was there entertaining guests.
A smug smile spread across Uncle Long's face as he opened the car door and got in.
Isoroku Yamamoto sat in the passenger seat, his face radiating anger.
Uncle Long, on the other hand, leaned back leisurely in his chair with a faint smile on his face.
"Uncle Long, what do you want with me today?"
"Isoroku Yamamoto asked coldly."
"Of course, congratulations!" Uncle Long said with a smile.
Yamamoto Isoroku said with displeasure, "What do you mean?"
"I want to congratulate you, Yamamoto Isoroku. From now on, you will no longer be Yamamoto Isoroku, but Yamamoto Isoshichi. Your name is Yamamoto Isoshichi!" Uncle Long said with a sinister smile.
Yamamoto Isoroku's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Uncle Long, I'll say it again: I'm still Yamamoto Isoroku, just with a different surname!"
Uncle Long looked coldly at Yamamoto Isoroku and laughed, "Are you still the same Yamamoto Isoroku?"
Isoroku Yamamoto ignored Uncle Long and instead turned his gaze to the window, his eyes filled with intense hatred and murderous intent.
Uncle Long didn't care and changed the subject, saying, "Fifty-Six, do you know, the world today is no longer the world you created when you founded the Yamamoto family. Now, it's us old men who call the shots. I can guarantee that within three years, China will fall into our hands, and this time, the victors will definitely be us!"
"Hmph, even if you wipe out China, what good will it do?" Yamamoto Isoroku sneered.
"You brat, you really don't know what's good for you!" Uncle Long glared at Yamamoto Isoroku and said, "Without my help, do you think you could have successfully gotten to this position? Without my support, do you think you could have successfully made contact with the dark forces? Without my support, you'd probably still be a small-time hoodlum selling barbecue on the street!"
"So what? At least I'm nobler and stronger than you now, at least I'm still a man!" Yamamoto Isoroku said coldly.
Uncle Long took a deep breath, sneered, and said, "Then I'll wait and see!"
......
Night falls!
A gentle night breeze was blowing, carrying a hint of coolness, which made Uncle Long feel exceptionally comfortable.
Under the cover of night, he could almost feel his soul being purified.
"call......"
Exhaling a soft breath, Uncle Long twisted his neck, feeling the warmth in the air. He closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "This is the life I've always wanted. This is the wealth and luxury I've always desired. The taste of this wealth and luxury is simply too wonderful..."
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