Vidoc is an ordinary Indonesian living in the suburbs of Daga. The rubber plantation in the south is his only job. With this job, he can earn 500,000 rupees every month, which is about 200 US dollars.

This income is already sufficient in Daga, but Vidoc is not satisfied because he feels that he should not have only such a little income. He is even more disgusted with the Chinese boss of the plantation. He does nothing every month, but he can get much more income than him. It is the car he comes to drive every day, and the value is the money he can never make in the plantation in his life.

"In fact, it is not only that plantation, but also the entire Indonesian community. They are all of us Javanese. They are the Chinese who come and snatch our place and earn our money. You see, they live in beautiful and clean villas, but we can only live in dirty and smelly shacks. We are exhausted in the plantation and they give us so little money. Why can they get so much money?"

"Their skin is also whiter than us, their eyes are so much smaller than us, and they look so ugly. They dare to look down on us and treat us like slaves. Why do they?"

Vidok can hear these words every day. Like other Indonesian compatriots, he thinks that Indonesia is a very rich country, with mountains, seas, minerals and plantations. Each one is a huge wealth. So why can't these treasures be controlled by their Indonesian indigenous peoples, but instead be controlled by the Chinese with smaller numbers?

Don’t say that those Chinese are hardworking and smarter. Vidoc and his compatriots don’t believe these things at all. This must be a lie made up by those Chinese, and they have occupied these wealth.

Not to mention that when the Chinese were not coming, the mountains were barren mountains, the land was uninhabited tropical rainforests, weren’t they all mined little by little under the command of the Chinese? If we, the Indonesians, weren’t we, the Indonesians, worked without working, and let those Chinese with less skin and tender flesh do it, could they open mines and plant plantations?

These garbage Chinese people have obviously robbed so much of our wealth, so why don’t they take it out? They only give us a little wage and have to work hard to do things. Do they really treat us as slaves?

In order to survive, Vidoc could only continue to work in the Chinese rubber plantation, but his hatred for the Chinese became stronger and stronger.

Vidoc is angry every time he sees his Chinese boss bringing out famous brand cigars or taking out colorful dollars in front of him to pay customers.

This is all your hard-earned money!

Why can this Chinese boss be so squandered? Why can he give so much money to a stranger at will, but he is not even one ten thousandth of the money he gives in his hands? And what he gives himself is the Indonesian rupees that are worthless, and what he gives others is the valuable US dollars!

In addition to these, his Chinese boss also has a very beautiful daughter, who is exactly sixteen years old this year and is very beautiful.

Beautiful enough to Vidoc, he didn't know how to describe it. At least among all the women he had seen, this daughter was the most beautiful.

But this beautiful daughter was very vicious. Last time I just accidentally hit her, my hand accidentally touched her butt, and my boss asked me to swing the baseball bat and beat her hard. Because of this, my right hand still hurts faintly.

Vidoc hated his boss and his beautiful daughter. He always wanted to take revenge on them, but at the same time he didn't dare to do anything. He was even more afraid that the boss would know that he would directly interrupt his hand.

But on June 13th, things turned around.

That morning, when Vidok got up early as usual to go to work in the plantation, their village chief suddenly told them that the Indonesians would get up and revenge the Chinese and wanted to snatch their wealth from the Chinese.

"We take revenge on those Chinese... Is that all Chinese revenge? Is it okay to do whatever they want?" Vidoc asked.

His village chief told him with certainty: "As long as the Chinese with bloody handprints at the door, you can take revenge anyway. Have you seen the Balan sword over there? Those are the weapons for you. We Indonesians can do whatever we want, and no one will stop you!"

The village chief's answer made Vidok so excited that he was about to jump up. As a native Indonesian, Vidok certainly understood what this meant. Since the Hongxi tragedy, there have been countless large and small anti-Chinese incidents in Indonesia over the past two hundred and fifty years. Therefore, the Chinese who were tragically ravaged and killed were calculated in at least 100 million units.

Among them, blood handprints are a relatively famous thing. In advance, someone will paint blood handprints that cannot be washed off at the gate of each Chinese household. Then on the day of expulsion of China, everyone will act according to the blood handprint. As long as the blood handprint is printed on the gate, they can break in and find the Chinese inside to take revenge at will, whether they kill them or rape their wives and daughters, even if they are cut off and then ripped them open and roasted them like cattle and sheep.

Finally, I can wait for this day and I can finally find those damn Chinese to avenge them!

Vedoc shouted in his heart. He carried his Balang knife and rushed straight to his boss's villa in Chinatown, and saw that there was indeed a bloody handprint on the door.

"Damn bastard, I'm here to seek revenge on you!"

Vadoc took the lead and rushed into his boss' house with a roar.

"What are you doing? Vidoc, you don't want to do it anymore? Isn't the lesson I taught you last time not enough?"

His Chinese boss also stood up and scolded him. Vidoc was indeed scared at the first time, but immediately after he cut off his stretched out hand, his reprimand immediately turned into begging for mercy.

"Vidok, please let me go. I have always been very good to you. I give you the most salary and your job is the easiest. So please let me go. I will definitely raise your salary in the future. I can buy you the best clothes and take you into a luxury restaurant. I can also give you a lot of money. As long as you can do it, let me go..."

These words did not make Vidoc feel compassion, but instead made him feel the pleasure of dominating others' life and death.

"Do you know, my boss? If you told me this yesterday, I would make you die a little more happy today, but now, I would think you are insulting my IQ!"

Vadoc's face suddenly became ferocious. He then broke his boss's fingers one by one with his own hands and spit on his face. Listening to the boss's humiliation scream, Vadoc was so excited that he laughed loudly as if he was venting his desire on the pheasant on the street.

Pheasant on the street?

This made Vidok suddenly think of the boss's house that there was a goddess daughter who made him YY every day.

As the saying goes, when Vidoc thought so, he suddenly heard the screams coming from the upstairs. Vidoc immediately smiled and got upstairs to go upstairs, but the guy actually reached out and grabbed his feet.

"Please, it's all my fault. If you want to kill me, you can treat me no matter how you want. Don't mess with my daughter...ah!"

Before the poor Chinese could finish their words, Vidoc stepped on his broken finger hard, and he still couldn't relieve his anger. He even lifted the chair next to him and smashed it a few more times until he fainted from the pain.

"You beasts are not going to die well! Do you have no king's law? Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

"Please, if you want to do it, just mess with me. Everything has nothing to do with Xiaoya. She is still young and doesn't understand anything. I beg you..."

Vidoc ran upstairs excitedly and saw a plump beautiful woman being posed as a dog. She was pressing against her body and swaying. The man was still holding her hair hard, as if she was riding a horse. Behind the beautiful woman were her two beautiful daughters, one was the girl Vidoc thought about day and night, and the other was a little girl who should have just been in elementary school.

Vidoc had no sexual interest in the little girl, but the girl was already being attacked by two people one by one, and obviously there was no place for him to vent, which made Vidoc very angry.

"Ah! You damn bitch, why are you so mean? Can you really just have a stick in it? Then I will make you feel good today!"

Vadoc picked up a mop next to him and stabbed it into the poor girl's body. Listening to the screams of the girl under him, Vadoc burst into laughter, like a crazy devil.

Vidoc was indeed crazy. This was a very pleasant day when he felt very happy. On this day, he not only tortured his boss, but also finally suppressed the girl he had been thinking about day and night to have a good time under him, especially in front of her parents, the feeling was even more soaring to the sky.

It was just the first time I didn't give it to him, which made Vidoc very angry. Why couldn't his goddess be more reserved? So the angry Vadoc cut off her breasts and dug out her eyes.

"These Chinese are so weak. They should become our slaves like this!"

Vidok just wanted to shout loudly. In addition to revenge on his boss, he also smashed open his boss' safe and snatched away millions of dollars and hundreds of millions of Indonesian rupees with his companions.

"That money is something we can't make for ten years! These hateful Chinese people, they obviously have so much money, why don't they give it to us? They obviously have such beautiful daughters, why don't they give it to us? If they had done this earlier, we wouldn't have to use a knife today. These Chinese people are so stupid, and they don't understand this truth, haha!"

"Yes, these Chinese are usually so arrogant. In front of us, there are five or six people. But now they are not all timid mice. They kneel down and beg for mercy in front of us. I just saw someone incontinence, and a pool of shit and urine is so smelly!"

Vedoc and his companions were talking and laughing, and were about to rush to the next Chinese house, but at this moment, they suddenly saw a group of Chinese people on the street opposite. They were actually standing there arrogantly and dared to point them with their fingers. They were so impatient to live.

"Kill them!"

Vedoc was about to roar, and his face was ferocious to run over there, but suddenly he heard a saying "Justice from heaven."

This made Vidoc wonder what the hell was, and then he heard a loud bang, and then he was knocked out as if he was hit by a train head-on.
Chapter completed!