An hour later, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and Lin Dongming withdrew his troops.
Yamada Tomoko lay slumped on the large sofa, her pretty face streaked with tears, and her snow-white body covered with conspicuous claw marks...
"Lin Dong, you shameless devil, I will not let you get away with this!"
With her whole body feeling weak and sore, Yamada Tomoko had given up resisting; she had even lost all thought of covering up her shame.
If looks could kill, she estimated she would have torn this devilish man in front of her to pieces a thousand times over.
"I'm a demon? Don't you have any self-awareness about the things you've done?"
Lin Dong, of course, wouldn't tolerate her, and continued to ask in a cold voice:
"Tell me, what exactly is your relationship with the Black Face Organization?"
Tomoko Yamada curled up slightly, her naked body seemingly trying to dispel the chill that permeated the room.
"Blackface is an organization I started three years ago, mainly used for extortion and robbery of wealthy businessmen and tycoons, and has nothing to do with the Yamaguchi-gumi."
Although Lin Dong had already guessed the answer, he was still slightly surprised when the Japanese girl admitted it herself:
"Oh? So these are your personal soldiers, Miss Tomoko? That's quite something."
"I'm very curious, how did you, a woman, manage to tame these vicious bandits?"
"This is not something you need to worry about, Mr. Lin. Zhizi has her own way of doing it."
Tomoko Yamada responded coldly. She tried to sit up, only to find that her whole body felt like it had fallen apart, and she couldn't muster any strength.
That hateful Lin Dong has absolutely no sense of chivalry or tenderness towards women.
"Still being stubborn? Heh, looks like the lesson I taught you wasn't profound enough."
"The second question is, how did Blackface manage to get on the gambling ship?"
Tomoko Yamada smoothed her disheveled hair and said sarcastically:
"Since ancient times, has your China ever lacked traitors and lackeys who are only interested in profit?"
"With enough money, who can't be bribed?"
Lin Dong's expression was stiff, but he had to admit in his heart: no matter how large a nation is, there will always be many who betray their ancestors and forget their roots.
The tradition of these Japanese people looking down on the weak and admiring the strong is truly inherited from the same source.
The weaker you are, the more you fawn over and flatter them, the more they will look down on you.
Only by mercilessly defeating and intimidating them will this island nation possibly become obedient.
The two large missiles that the United States dropped on the island nation of Hiroshi and Nagachi decades ago are the most obvious examples.
"One last question: Where is the Black Face Organization's headquarters?"
Lin Dong snapped out of his reverie and asked in a deep voice.
"Lin Dong, do you think I'd tell you this?"
A hint of disdain appeared on Tomoko Yamada's beautiful face.
His biggest trump card was a private armed force that he had spent more than two years planning and preparing, and then another three years and countless efforts building.
How could she possibly tell a stranger so easily?
No, they are enemies.
She hadn't even told her most beloved father this secret. What was Lin Dong thinking?
Lin Dong shook his head and smiled, silently activating his Black Gold Eye:
[Ding! Tomoko Yamada, female, 27 years old, second in line to the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan, founder of the Black Face Organization, involved in 32 cases including hiring murderers, arms trafficking, kidnapping and extortion...]
Black Gold Value: 19.657 billion, of which 8.75586 billion has been converted.
It turns out she was the mastermind behind the Black Face Organization!
[Hidden Location of Black Gold:]
1. Swiss Bank's top private account: 18.2 billion.
2. An unnamed desert island 636 kilometers southeast of the Australian continent: 1.4 billion.
3. Residence at 369 Nobutozune Road, Japan: 57 million yen.
...
Wow, I didn't expect this woman to be so cunning, with so many hidden treasures.
"Miss Tomoko, I think you haven't figured out the situation yet. Do you even have a choice now?"
Lin Dongjun's face darkened. He stepped forward and pinched the woman's chin again.
"Or how about we ask a different question? Miss Zhizi, would you be willing to become my servant, Lin Dong?"
Tomoko Yamaguchi stared intently at Lin Dong, who was standing inches away, as if she were looking at a complete idiot.
"Lin Dong, are you crazy?"
"Who am I? The most noble young lady of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the founder of the Black Face Group, will I become your servant?"
"Hahaha... That's wishful thinking!"
"Is that so?" Lin Dong's lips curled up, and without saying much, he wrapped his arms around her delicate body and flipped her over, revealing her two white buttocks.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound.
A striking five-finger red mark immediately appeared on Yamada Tomoko's buttocks.
Ah~
"Lin Dong, I'm going to kill you!"
...
"Slap! Slap! Slap..."
The crisp sound of slapping followed one after another.
In just a short while, the woman's originally fair and delicate buttocks became red and swollen, like two ripe peaches.
Lin Dong ignored her insults and struggles, continuing to slap her repeatedly without stopping.
"Lin Dong, you beast, you animal...you will die a horrible death."
The frail and helpless Yamada Tomoko could only cry and curse, but there was no one in the room who could save her.
Even if she is the most prestigious young lady of the Yakuza group and the big boss of the Black Face organization, it's useless.
"You can keep cursing, I'll give you another half minute."
"In half a minute, I'll throw you out of the casino lobby and let everyone slap you on the butt."
Lin Dong's voice was like a demon crawling out of hell, cold and ruthless.
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