Chapter 872: Humiliation
Lin Chuan grinned and said, "Tell your men to stop."
"Stop, everyone stop!" Yoshino shouted, he could only yell to stop, if they didn't, the one in trouble would likely be himself.
Sure enough, amid Yoshino's yelling, the disciples of the Hundred Rivers Association stopped their actions one by one. They all looked in Yoshino's direction with stunned expressions. In their eyes showed an unbelievable look. Clearly, they had never seen Yoshino so embarrassed, so vulnerable.
In their eyes, Yoshino was the high and mighty leader, a complete dictator. They couldn't have imagined that Yoshino would be stepped on by someone, and in such a humiliating posture, it was hard to believe, hard to imagine.
Lin Chuan's lips curled slightly, "Make them step aside!"
"Yes, yes!" Yoshino nodded hurriedly, then shouted, "All of you step aside."
The crowd moved back hastily, each forced to obediently edge toward the side, not daring to step forward. Soon, the people from the Hundred Rivers Association were all gathered together, surrounded swiftly by Zhou Kai and Lu Dapao who captured them. The Hundred Rivers Association was immediately at a disadvantage, and all their little followers were disarmed. Everyone raised their hands high and squatted obediently on the ground.
After a fierce struggle, they finally felt scorching with sweat. The moisture in their clothes had been baked dry, but the foul odor on them couldn't be removed. Perhaps they were used to it, even being piled together, they were completely unaware of the stench.
"Brother Chuan, what do we do with them?" Zhou Kai asked.
Lin Chuan released his foot and then smiled, "Yoshino, I give you two paths to choose from, the first one, death!"
"Then... what's the second one?" Yoshino asked hurriedly. Now, he was already meat on someone else's chopping block, he had no way to escape. Neither himself nor his over two hundred followers could escape. Over ten people died today, and dozens were injured. The loss was truly tremendous.
"Crawl under my crotch!" Lin Chuan laughed coldly.
Hiss...
Everyone at the scene gasped, they were stunned. They never expected Lin Chuan would make such an outrageous, humiliating demand, asking the leader of the fifth largest gang in Fukuoka City to crawl under his crotch. It was simply unbelievable.
"You!" Yoshino glared at Lin Chuan, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then just kill me!"
"Alright!" Lin Chuan nodded, "Zhou Kai, bring me the knife."
"Got it!" Zhou Kai clicked and hurried over with the knife.
Lin Chuan took a machete from Zhou Kai's hand, its blade was sharp, and fresh red blood was still dripping from it. Seeing the knife, Yoshino shuddered, after years as a leader, he not only acquired an air of nobility and arrogance, but also a dose of cowardice and fear of death.
If not for the many followers present, he would probably crawl under Lin Chuan's crotch immediately. Unfortunately, with so many followers around, he couldn't pull down his face to do it. Even if he could, if he crawled through, many would lose confidence in him immediately. By the next day, more than half of the Hundred Rivers Association would probably be gone. Not only the Hundred Rivers Association, but the whole Fukuoka gang community would look down on Yoshino.
"Crawl or not?" Lin Chuan sneered.
"You... you wish!" Yoshino roared, his voice trembling with anger.
At this moment, Lin Chuan slowly walked towards Yoshino.
"Kneel down!" Lin Chuan shouted.
"You..." Before Yoshino could finish, Zhou Kai kicked him behind the knee.
Thud...
Yoshino's legs immediately knelt down. Just as he was about to stand, Lin Chuan placed his foot firmly on Yoshino's shoulder, pressing him down so he couldn't stand. Lin Chuan sneered, "Want to get up? Wait till I chop your head off, then you can get up."
"Don't..." Yoshino was trembling with fear.
"Then crawl under my crotch." Lin Chuan sneered.
"No... no... impossible!" Yoshino's voice trembled.
Whoosh...
Lin Chuan swung the knife down fiercely.
"No, I'll crawl, I'll crawl!" Yoshino was so scared that snot and tears flowed down.
Clang...
The blade stopped just in time, freezing at his neck, the knife edge was only a fraction from it. Lin Chuan smiled and said, "If you were a second later, this life of yours wouldn't be yours anymore."
Thump!
Yoshino collapsed in fear, sweating profusely, even though it was the cold winter, and the temperature was nearly zero, he still felt his body was scorching, drenched in sweat, his thermal clothes soaked through.
"Crawl now!" Lin Chuan shouted.
"Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!" the members of the Jvyi Gang shouted in unison.
"Heh, Mr. Yoshino, you better crawl!" Lin Chuan suddenly interjected.
Killing Yoshino might tarnish the reputation of the Jvyi Gang. After all, the Jvyi Gang still needed to operate in Fukuoka and beyond, in Japan. Ruining their reputation would be highly detrimental to the gang's development.
Therefore, Lin Chuan opted for this humiliating method. For the Japanese, dignity and image are of utmost importance. If a person's dignity and image are completely destroyed, then they are utterly ruined. Lin Chuan first aimed to crush Yoshino's dignity and image. If Yoshino's dignity was trampled and his image shattered, then he would lose his foothold in Fukuoka City. Any gang there would look down on him, seeing him as someone lacking dignity and image. In this way, without needing to forcibly drive him out, Yoshino would naturally leave Fukuoka.
Yoshino understood this just as well; if he crawled under Lin Chuan's crotch, his image would be completely ruined, not only destroying his Hundred Rivers Association but also making him unable to establish a foothold in Fukuoka City in the future.
But, if he didn't crawl under Lin Chuan's crotch, his life would be at stake.
With no choice, Yoshino could only obediently crawl over to Lin Chuan and then beneath his crotch.
Whoa...
The scene instantly erupted, and the disciples of the Hundred Rivers Association were stunned.
"Oh my God, the boss... he actually..."
"Unforgivable, unforgivable."
"How can he crawl under a Chinese man's crotch?"
The disciples of the Hundred Rivers Association were filled with righteous indignation, appearing extremely angry and furious. In the eyes of the Japanese, Chinese people held a very low status, while the Japanese were noble. If a Japanese person was humiliated by a Chinese and did not retaliate, it was an incomprehensible situation to any Japanese person. Therefore, they were completely shocked and astounded.
After crawling under Lin Chuan's crotch, Yoshino nearly collapsed. After all, this required tremendous courage and carried substantial pressure.
"Very good." Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "Yoshino, you can take your people and leave."
Yoshino, embarrassed, stood up. He took two steps back and then said, "Let's go!"
However, no one responded for a long time after he spoke.
Yoshino was stunned, and he shouted angrily, "Are you all deaf? Mr. Jingshang, why aren't you moving?"
"Boss!" The sturdy man stood up, holding back his emotions, gritting his teeth, and said, "Sorry, we can't go with you."
"Why?" Yoshino was dumbfounded.
"Because you are not fit to be our boss," the sturdy man roared.
"Yes, you are not fit to be our boss." At this point, nearly all the lesser members of the Hundred Rivers Association began to shout.
Yoshino was dumbfounded. He never expected retribution to come so quickly. The "regime" he painstakingly built over a lifetime was destroyed overnight. Yoshino was entirely ruined, utterly flabbergasted.
"You..." Yoshino said through gritted teeth, "Do none of you want to survive anymore?"
"It's not that we don't want to survive, but we don't want to survive with you." Mr. Jingshang shouted, "I've decided to join someone else."
"I'll go too."
"We're also going!"
The disciples of the Hundred Rivers Association responded one after another. At this point, Mr. Jingshang led the others to leave, abandoning Yoshino to stand alone on the scene, relieved that at least a dozen loyal followers remained. Yoshino looked at them and said with a face full of loss, "Why aren't you going? Why are you staying?"
"Boss, you saved our lives, so we've decided to stay with you," these people said earnestly.
"They've all gone, all gone, you should go too," Yoshino said disheartened and dejected.
"No, boss," these people shook their heads, then said, "We've already decided, no matter what happens in the end, we will stick with you."
"Good, very good." Yoshino nodded, then said, "Let's go. I will rise again."
Lin Chuan and others saw that the people of the Hundred Rivers Association had left and immediately cheered.
Roar, roar, roar...
Everyone shouted, one by one jumping with excitement. The majority of the people present were Chinese workers at the fishery; it was the first time they had seen Japanese people leave so dejectedly. How could they not be happy? During the fight earlier, they were even more excited, each putting in all their effort. There was indeed a difference in numbers; the fishery workers clearly had the upper hand. Yoshino had brought over two hundred people.
However, the fishery had three or four hundred people. Almost all the bottom-level workers participated, gathering together, and the two sides fought fiercely.
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