"I'm sorry." Lin Feng shook his head.
"My patience is limited. I'll give you one minute. You'd better bring me all the resources your Yamaguchi-gumi has, or you'll stay here forever."
"I...I'll arrange for someone to send you all my resources right away." Yamamoto Isoroku hurriedly got up and ran into the room.
Soon after, the sound of heavy footsteps came from his room.
"Mr. Lin, all the documents are here. Please check them."
"very good."
Lin Feng took the file bag, opened it, and found a thick stack of documents inside. He flipped through them one by one, a relieved smile on his face.
"Hmm, very good," Lin Feng said with satisfaction.
"You can get out of here," Lin Feng said to the group of bodyguards after glancing around.
The group of bodyguards immediately retreated. Not long ago, these bodyguards were staring at Lin Feng with murderous intent, but now they seemed to have seen a ghost and turned to run away. Where was their arrogant demeanor from just now?
"Heh, no wonder he's Yamamoto Ichiro's father..." Lin Feng smiled slightly. "However, this guy's strength is really too weak."
Back when Lin Feng followed Yamamoto Ichiro, Yamamoto Ichiro was just a martial artist.
However, Yamamoto Isoroku is Yamamoto Ichiro's father, and his strength is not low; he is actually a samurai-level warrior.
But Lin Feng still felt no pressure in front of him and easily killed Yamamoto Isoroku.
Not only that, Lin Feng's strength even surpasses that of a martial arts master.
Because he practiced the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill".
"It seems that Yamamoto Ichiro isn't the only one in this world who knows martial arts. There might be other hidden figures, each of whom is no weaker than him," Lin Feng said with a sigh.
Lin Feng's heart was filled with anticipation.
"When I become powerful, that will be the time for my revenge," Lin Feng murmured to himself.
"The Yamamoto family, Yamamoto Ichiro, and those island nation ninjas, I will find them one by one and take their lives back!!" Lin Feng thought to himself.
Afterwards, Lin Feng ransacked Yamamoto Isoroku's body again before leaving satisfied.
"Lin Feng, who exactly are you? Are you really just an ordinary Chinese person?"
......
Lin Feng left the Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters.
Lin Feng did not return to Kyoto, but instead went back to a small town in Jiangnan Province.
He stayed at a hotel in the small town to recuperate.
"I need to improve my strength as soon as possible," Lin Feng thought as he lay in bed. "Right now, I can fight against martial artists, but I can't use my true energy."
Once you use your inner energy, it will attract the attention of others.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng quickly took out a golden bead.
This golden bead is his golden elixir.
In the previous fierce battle, Lin Feng's dantian shattered and his golden core broke.
Over the years, Lin Feng has also searched for medicinal herbs in an attempt to rebuild his dantian. Unfortunately, these herbs are too precious and cannot be obtained by ordinary people.
Even the most powerful forces in the martial arts world cannot do it.
This golden bead is a treasure discovered in an ancient ruin, said to have the power to bring the dead back to life.
However, while the effects of this bead are miraculous, they are also extremely dangerous; one can easily become possessed by it if not careful.
Therefore, Lin Feng could only take it very carefully, once every six months.
Each dose consists of only two drops.
Because every time Lin Feng ingests a drop of the medicinal liquid, his cultivation level drops by one level.
Lin Feng didn't know the effects of those medicinal liquids, but he was certain that a single drop of them was worth over a million.
In recent years, apart from taking medicine, Lin Feng has been cultivating the "Ancient Immortal Technique".
However, although the "Ancient Immortal Technique" is incredibly powerful, it also has its limits.
For each breakthrough in a realm, the "Ancient Immortal Technique" must increase by one level.
With each breakthrough in a realm, the power of the "Ancient Immortal Technique" will increase by three or four levels.
But each practice session only lasts for a few seconds.
This speed is pitifully slow.
This caused Lin Feng great distress.
"It seems I need to find a way to improve my cultivation so that I can reach the pinnacle of the Ancient Immortal Technique in a short time..." Lin Feng frowned as he thought.
Just then, the door was pushed open.
Lin Feng's gaze swept towards the doorway, where he saw Yamamoto Isoroku, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, standing.
"Boss Yamaguchi, what brings you here?"
Yamamoto Isoroku smiled respectfully: "Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand. I'm here on behalf of the Yamaguchi-gumi to apologize to you. We hope you will be magnanimous and not hold our mistake against us."
"Oh? An apology?" Lin Feng looked at Yamamoto Isoroku with a puzzled expression.
"Yes, my father has already died at your hands. Our Yamaguchi-gumi should no longer oppose you," Yamamoto Isoroku said.
"Oh?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Since you know you're wrong, why don't you just come and apologize to me? Do you think I'm such a petty person?"
"Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand. I've come here specifically to apologize to you. I hope you can forgive me and not pursue this matter any further," Yamamoto Isoroku said.
"Apologize? Do you think an apology can erase the heinous crimes you've committed?" Lin Feng sneered.
"Mr. Nalin, what would it take for you to forgive me?" Yamamoto Isoroku asked.
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