Chapter 151: Dragon Brother Forcing the Issue

Linyun County, the old Lin family residence.

A burly, dark-faced man wearing a black trench coat and sporting thick whiskers was staring with keen interest at the square-faced middle-aged man opposite him, his expression arrogant and unbridled.

"Lin Qianjue, it’s not that I want to push your Lin family to the brink, but someone higher up has offered a hefty sum to buy the plot of land where your family’s factory sits. Besides, your third brother has already signed an IOU, and today is the final deadline for it."

"If you can't pay up, you'll have to use the factory to settle the debt. It's all written down in black and white. We people in the underworld still believe in being reasonable. As long as you pay the money, I’ll get lost immediately and won't bother you ever again!"

This dark-faced man was none other than Brother Long, whom the man with the yellow hair had mentioned. His full name was Zhang Aolong, and he was the only powerful mob boss in this area of Linyun County.

Years ago, he fled back from abroad and, relying on his experience as a mercenary in the Golden Triangle, possessed considerable skills.

Single-handedly, he had brought all the underground forces of Linyun County under his control and could now be considered the true mafia boss of Linyun County.

At this moment, sitting opposite him was Lin Feng’s father, Lin Qianjue.

Over the years, despite facing targeting from all sides, he had managed through painstaking management to finally gain a foothold in Linyun County by relying on the very last assets remaining to the Lin family.

He had thought he could make a comeback, but who would have expected his third brother, Lin Qianjun, to be such an absolute pig teammate. The family already had few assets left, yet he still refused to change his profligate nature as a young master and spent money recklessly outside.

He had even been lured into contracting heavy gambling debts!

Just as the family business was beginning to show signs of improvement, this brat had gone and mortgaged the family's only factory!

All for the chips on a gambling table!

"Zhang Aolong, I'll put my words right here: you trying to seize the Lin family's assets through Lin Qianjun is nothing more than daydreaming. The old man transferred all the Lin family's assets to my name long ago. Lin Qianjun has no qualification whatsoever to mortgage the factory. If you want to collect the debt, go find Lin Qianjun for it."

Lin Qianjue flicked his right hand, his expression cold and detached, refusing to play along with Zhang Aolong's game.

"Well, well, well, Third Master Lin, you heard that, didn't you? The head of the Lin family doesn't have a big title, but he sure has a big temper. Since he's unwilling to pay off your gambling debts for you, I'll just have to slice out your kidneys and harvest your liver to see if that makes up for the deficit."

Seeing that reasoning with Lin Qianjue was getting nowhere, Zhang Aolong stopped wasting his breath and walked over to Lin Qianjun instead.

He patted Lin Qianjun's chubby face, his icy gaze resembling that of someone appraising a fattened pig raised in their own backyard to see how to fetch a good price for it!

Lin Qianjue was well aware of Zhang Aolong's background. This man had killed quite a few people in the Golden Triangle and had only been forced to flee back home after offending a warlord leader.

He had at least a hundred human lives on his hands.

Let alone trafficking organs, he was fully capable of committing murder and robbery.

"Brother! You are my own elder brother! We grew up together, you cannot just abandon me!"

"It was my fault in the past, I was in the wrong, and I know I've sinned. I swear to heaven, I will never do it again! Can you really bear to watch them slice open my belly and rip out my heart and liver?"

Lin Qianjun wailed miserably, kneeling on the ground and tightly hugging Lin Qianjue's thighs, pleading bitterly.

Standing nearby was Lin Qianjun's daughter, Lin Feng's cousin Lin Wan'er. Naturally, she could not bear to watch her father taken away for forced organ trafficking, so she pleaded with tears in her eyes:

"Uncle, I beg you, just consider the fact that my father has the intention to reform and spare him this once! I am willing to be a beast of burden for you to repay this kindness!"

Lin Wan'er knelt on the ground with a face full of tears, and Lin Feng's mother, Xiao Yun, hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

"Wan'er, you mustn't do this! Get up, quickly get up!"

"Auntie, if Uncle refuses to save my father, I will just stay kneeling here forever!"

Seeing that Lin Wan'er's attitude was resolute, Xiao Yun looked helplessly at her husband, Lin Qianjue, wondering what on earth they should do now!

If they saved him, the Lin family's only remaining asset would be gone just like that, completely destroying any capital for the family's comeback and plunging the Lin family into true decline with no hope of rising again.

Yet, if they didn't save him—no matter what, Lin Qianjue was his own flesh and blood, and blood is thicker than water.

Inevitably, people would gossip, and if a tragedy of brothers turning against each other were to occur, the Lin family's reputation might be completely ruined.

This was quite literally a dilemma of two difficult choices.

How could Lin Qianjue not know the outcomes of these two choices? But for the sake of the family, he had to guard this last piece of ancestral property!

Gritting his teeth, he clenched his hands into tight fists that trembled slightly.

He locked his jaws shut and said nothing.

"Brother! Are you really unwilling to save me? Damn you, if it weren't for your precious son offending Young Master Liang, would our Lin family have fallen to such a state? Now, for the sake of a lousy factory, you won't even save your own biological brother. Do you still have a conscience? Has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

Seeing that his eldest brother remained unwilling to save him for so long, Lin Qianjun finally understood Lin Qianjue's stance.

It was clear that he had no intention of saving him at all. Since that was the case, there was no need to maintain any pretenses of dignity.

Standing up, he pointed at Lin Qianjue and cursed loudly, even bringing up Lin Feng's matter to interrogate him.

"You... This matter has nothing to do with Xiaofeng, don't drag him into this arbitrarily!"

Hearing his son being dragged into it, Lin Qianjue instantly flew into a rage and stood up to retort.

The two brothers argued back and forth, bickering endlessly.

Zhang Aolong sat back and watched the show, finally letting his gaze linger on Lin Wan'er standing to the side.

Today, Lin Wan'er was wearing a light yellow dress, her long, dark, glossy hair hanging down like a waterfall all the way to her waist.

Combined with her gentle and endearing girl-next-door temperament, she looked quite attractive.

"Cough, cough, cough. Lin Qianjun, I've changed my mind. As long as you marry your daughter off to me, your debt is wiped clean!"

Zhang Aolong's lecherous eyes swept up and down Lin Wan'er's body uninhibitedly, dripping with vulgarity.

"Really? Brother Long, are you serious?"

Lin Qianjun was overjoyed.

"Of course it's true, truer than gold!"

"Hahaha! Good! Wan'er, come here. For your father's sake, just reluctantly marry Brother Long, alright? Consider it your old man begging you!"

Hearing that her own father wanted her to sell her body just to pay off his gambling debts, Lin Wan'er was so shocked she couldn't even speak.

Tears welled up in her eyes before finally breaking through the dam.

Xiao Yun hurried over to pull Lin Wan'er into her embrace, gently patting her back to soothe the young girl's wounded heart.

"Alright, alright. Xiao Yun, stop playing the holy mother here. Wan'er is my daughter, and I'll decide who she marries!"

Lin Qianjun pushed Xiao Yun aside, grabbed his own daughter, and shoved her toward Zhang Aolong's arms.

"Lin Qianjue, since you refuse to acknowledge me as your brother, then my own family affairs are none of your damn business!" Lin Qianjun glared fiercely at his eldest brother.

Yet, turning around, he plastered a ingratiating, beaming smile across his face as he said to Zhang Aolong:

"Brother Long, from now on we're family. I'm getting tired of just gambling all the time—this time I want to host the table. Can your casino give me a cut of the profits?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan'er felt her heart die within her, plunging her into an abyss of grief.

Looking at this brother of his who was worse than a beast, Lin Qianjue felt his scalp tingle with rage!