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He hurried back to his home in Foshan, but Gong Er was not at home.

Wang Yan rushed to the Ye family mansion again. As expected, in the central hall, Ye Zhun was playing with his younger brothers and sisters, while Gong Er was learning embroidery from Zhang Yongcheng.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, Gong Er said ah and the needle pricked his hand.

Walking quickly to Gong Er, Wang Yan picked up her hand and looked at it: Why are you so careless?

Gong Er didn't say anything, but looked at Wang Yan with watery eyes. Not long after they got married, Wang Yan went out. Over the past year, they had been together less and more apart, and the number of meetings was pitiful.

This look of pity for me really made Wang Yan feel a little embarrassed. He held Gong Er in his arms and said softly: Okay, I'm back now.

Gong Er hugged Wang Yan tightly, unwilling to let go.

Zhang Yongcheng looked at it with a smile and said nothing. The children on one side stopped playing and watched the fun with their big eyes. The youngest one didn’t know where he learned it. He covered his eyes with his hands, exposing the big gap.

Hey, Ayan, be careful. Ye Wen, who received the notification, walked in and said, The child is still watching.

Gong Er also missed Wang Yan too much. When Ye Wen interrupted her, his face was red and he quickly pushed Wang Yan away and left the embrace that made her intoxicated.

Wang Yan rolled his eyes at Ye Wen and said angrily: You are really embarrassing. Seeing that he wanted to refute, Wang Yan quickly interrupted: No kidding, time is urgent, hurry up and pack your things at home. Today Leave at night.

Ye Wen's body was shaken: You're here?

Gong Er and Zhang Yongcheng also looked at Wang Yan nervously.

We're here, we can't stop him at all. Wang Yan sighed: Okay, pack up quickly, just pack lightly and travel lightly. After saying that, he pulled Gong Er and left.

Where's Brother Quan? Ye Wen asked quickly.

I've sent someone to notify him a long time ago.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Ye Wen sighed: Yongcheng, go and clean up. We don't have much left at home, so just bring some clothes.

Ye Wen can be regarded as destroying the family to rescue him. Except for daily expenses, his family property basically supports Wang Yan. Pedriye has long been unable to train him.

Zhang Yongcheng nodded in agreement and hurried to pack his things.

Ye Wenqiang smiled and absent-mindedly played with the children, his heart was filled with worries and thoughts.

Talking to Gong Er all the way, the two came to the house where Gong Baosen lived.

When the two came in, Gongbao Mori was discussing issues with a group of seniors, gesticulating and talking. Since Wang Yan said it last time, Gong Baosen has been studying these things all day long. He didn't even mention it to Wang Yan and recruited several medical experts to come over.

When Wang Yan knew about it, he was quite impressed. After all, his status was enough, and he was able to attack several people as soon as he opened his mouth. Not like him, even coercion and inducement.

Leading Gong Er forward, they both raised their hands and saluted: Master Gong (father), hello, seniors.

Gong Baosen smiled and nodded, indicating that there was no need to be polite. Except that Gong Er's stomach is always upset, he is still very satisfied with his current life and his energy level is much better than before. Regarding the matter of children, he did understand that it was too painful to have a child these days.

Knowing how busy Wang Yan is and rarely coming back unless there is something to do, he asked in surprise: Why did you come back suddenly?

Everyone present was also waiting for Wang Yan's answer. What they said here was to give Gong Baosen face if it sounded good, but they were running away for their lives if it didn't sound good.

Master Palace, Little Japan has been calling for a few days. We have to leave today. Wang Yan explained.

After hearing this, everyone present's eyes darkened and their expressions were unclear.

Hey... Gong Baosen came to his senses and sighed: Brothers, go pack your things.

What a world... The others waited, sighed, and dispersed to go back and pack their things.

Watching everyone disperse, Gong Baosen said to Lao Jiang on the side: Lucky Star, go clean up.

Lao Jiang responded and turned around to leave.

Where are we going? Gong Baosen asked.

Wang Yan replied: Aumen, everything is ready over there. Some of it will be sent to Hong Kong Island and some relatively stable places in the south.

Gong Baosen nodded and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wang Yan said: Palace Master, let's go back and prepare first.

Seeing Gong Baosen waving, Wang Yan raised his hand and took Gong Er and the two back home.

At home, Gong Er was packing his things and asked, Are you going together?

You know, I... Seeing Gong Er's movements stop, Wang Yan did not continue.

Gong Er remained silent and tidied up with tears.

Wang Yan sighed and stepped forward to hug Gong Er. Gong Er was buried in Wang Yan's arms, crying silently.

After a long time, Wang Yan let go of Gong Er and said, Okay, don't worry, I'll be fine. Time is running out, so hurry up and pack up. After saying that, Wang Yan went out to arrange the transfer.

That night, strong men with guns surrounded the dock. Here were their family members and elders.

There were not many words. Gong Baosen just sighed and patted Wang Yan. Ma San just looked at Wang Yan with complicated eyes. Gong Er just burst into tears and gritted his teeth to keep from crying. Ye Wen just held the child in his arms. They were stunned for a long time without saying anything, while the others looked at a certain place around them reluctantly. They didn't know if they would see each other again in this life.

Wang Yan sighed as he watched the person waving to him walking away. His ability is limited and he can't help many people. So many people are already the limit.

In October 1938, the Battle of Yangcheng broke out. The defenders were outnumbered and Foshan fell.

Wang Yan couldn't stop the mass killing in Little Japan.

They just kept fighting guerrillas and were driven around by little Japan.

In the same month, the Battle of Jiangcheng ended. The national army suffered 400,000 casualties, while the Japanese suffered more than 200,000 casualties. This greatly eliminated the enemy's effective strength, and the war entered a stalemate stage.

Little Japan's offensive was contained, and it turned to operating the areas it had occupied.

The plot has returned to what it should have been. There are more than 7,000 people in a brigade stationed in Foshan, and the leader is still the original major general, Miura.

On this day, Li Zhao, who had been waiting for Little Japan all day, returned home exhausted. He heard laughter and laughter outside the door, without any of the sorrow of the past.

Li Zhao's tired face raised a smile and opened the door: What a good thing, you are so happy? Without waiting for anyone to reply, Li Zhao closed the door and turned around and saw the person sitting aside: Wang...Mr. Wang? Then he knelt down in front of Wang Yan: I have my own reasons, Mr. Wang...

Okay, the kid is watching. I have something to do with you. Wang Yan grabbed Li Zhao and prevented him from kneeling down.

Li Zhao didn't know why Wang Yan was looking for him, but seeing that he didn't want to kill him, he quickly said: Then... Mr. Wang, follow me. After saying that, he led Wang Yan to a small room next to him. middle.

Wang Yan didn't do any ink, found a place to sit down, and said to Li Zhao, who was standing obediently in front of him: I know you are working with Miura as a translator. Time is urgent, so I won't talk nonsense to you. What you need to do is to translate Miura's The whereabouts are clearly observed, the garrison's meal and rest times, the defense of the arsenal, and the changing of guards. I'll give you half a month. Are there any problems?

Li Zhao said in embarrassment: Everything else is fine, except that I can't access the arsenal, Mr. Wang.

Then find out the first two, and then I'll send you away from Foshan after finishing the work.

Okay, no problem. How can I contact you?

I'll come find you, that's it, pay attention to your safety and let's go. After saying that, Wang Yan opened the door and left. He can do these things himself, but it is inevitable that there will be omissions if the contact is not deep. He is looking for Li Zhao to confirm for a second time, and he must ensure that everything is foolproof.

When he walked outside and looked at the children eating meat, Li Zhao smiled with satisfaction. It was so good.

Miura still found a lot of boxers to compete with each other to humiliate the Chinese martial arts. He had to beat a few to death every day.

But compared to the more than 200,000 compatriots who died in exile before, these may be nothing and have become numb.

Wang Yan used the space to avoid Little Japan's interrogation and transported weapons and ammunition to the city one by one. At the same time, his brothers slowly gathered in the city.

Finally, the time has come, Li Zhao’s home.

That's it, Mr. Wang.

Wang Yan nodded without saying anything, comparing the information he had found in his mind.

After a long time, Wang said: Okay, I understand, pack your things and wait at home tomorrow night. After that, he got up and left.

Mr. Wang... Li Zhao called, looked at Wang Yan who turned around for a moment, and said seriously: Be careful!

Wang Yan smiled gently at Li Zhao, turned around and left.

Li Zhao gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Yan's leaving figure: Stay alive..

The next day, night.

Miura took several of his officers with him and headed back by car after inspecting the military camp.

Be careful today. Soldiers have a collective stomachache. Something is obviously wrong. Miura said to a colonel on the side.

Yes, General. I have ordered people to investigate, and the results will be available tomorrow. Fortunately, it is only part of it, and I have arranged the rest.

Miura nodded and said nothing.

Suddenly, a gunshot broke the silent night.

With the sound of a gunshot, Colonel saw something spray out of Miura, and then he saw a grenade flying over. He had no chance to know the rest.

The gunshot sounded like a signal in this life, and the silent night was broken. Immediately afterwards came the sound of sirens, the cry of Little Japan, and the explosion of the arsenal in the west of the city, as well as the sound of gunfire and shouts of death pouring out from all directions.

Wang Yan and the others had already found out this. There was only one squadron of soldiers guarding it, about two hundred people. After all, in a city that has been completely controlled, there are many of these people.

After he fired the shot, he quickly turned around and ran away. The soldiers guarding Miura subconsciously raised their guns and fired in the direction of the gunfire. The dense bullets hit the windows and walls, making crackling sounds.

At the same time, a large number of our own troops came out to kill, and these people were eliminated in a short time.

Wang Yan then took the lead in the charge, leading his men to charge in all directions. But Little Japan is not a vegetarian. Maybe he had a bad idea and got shot a few times.

Jin Shanxian quickly supported Wang Yan and shouted, Mr. Wang, are you okay?

You can't die for the time being, so leave me alone and go help others.

Jinshan is not stupid to find it, he knows the situation. Seeing that Wang Yan was in good condition, he left a few people to protect him and ran away with others.

Gradually, the gunshots disappeared, and then the cheers, curses, and cries of the people resounded throughout Foshan.

The cheers are for the death of the invaders, the condemnation is for the inhumanity of the invaders, and the tears are for the dead relatives.

Hearing this, amidst the horrified screams of his brothers nearby, Wang Yan tilted his head and fainted, with a smile on his lips.

That night, Foshan was restored.

Seven thousand enemies were killed, Wang Yan was seriously injured, and nearly a thousand of his brothers were killed or injured.

The next day, the news spread. Although the liberation was only for one night, it also gave a shot in the arm to the brothers who were resisting in other areas.

Half a year later, Omen.

Are you leaving? Gong Er asked, lying in Wang Yan's arms.

Wang Yan stroked Gong Er's hair and sighed: My body has recovered, it's time to go...

Then please pay attention to your safety and don't be as reckless as this time. Gong Er said with a hint of tears, remembering the way Wang Yan was sent back half a year ago.

Don't worry, I promise there won't be a next time. Wang Yan said as he reached out and teased: Then let's do it again...

Gong Er said emotionally: I want to have a child.

Wang Yan didn't listen to the action and said, Wait a little longer, children these days have to suffer when they are born.

No, I want to have a baby. Gong Er stopped and looked into Wang Yan's eyes and said every word.

Wang Yan understood that Gong Er was afraid that he would die outside unknown time, and wanted to leave a heir for the two families. After thinking for a while, Wang Yan sighed, looked at the stubborn Gong Er and said, Then give birth.

After hearing Wang Yan's agreement, Gong Er's stern face immediately changed to a bright smile like a peach blossom in early spring, and he slowly came over.

Gong Er didn't know Wang Yan's ability, so he dragged Wang Yan to fight on the bed for three days before letting him go.

Say goodbye to Gong Er, who looked sad and silly at times, as well as Gong Baosen, Ip Man and others. Wang Yan set out again, heading north to kill the enemy.

Ye Wen looked at the boat going away from the shore and sighed for a while. He expressed several times that he wanted to follow Wang Yan to kill the enemy and serve the country, but Zhang Yongcheng disagreed.

Zhang Yongcheng didn't think about anything else. He just wanted his family to be safe. She saw with her own eyes what Wang Yan was like when he came back this time. She also knew about the death and injury of nearly a thousand people. Wang Yan's skill, which is much higher than that of Ip Wen, is like that. If Ip Wen goes out, will it be okay? As a result, Zhang Yongcheng didn't dare to think about it and just wouldn't let go.

Ip Man's passion was nowhere to be released, Wang Yan didn't know. He took his replenished team and continued his old business of fighting guerrillas. He led his men across the country and was surrounded, dispersed, and of course betrayed.

There was no one above him to give him orders. Without disrupting the layout of other forces, he could just find a weakly defended place to go up and do it, harvest the spoils, then turn around and run. Then he was chased up and down by the frustrated little Japanese. Running around.

After two years of fighting and supporting so many people, mostly elites, Wang Yan was a bit stretched. If Zhou Qingquan hadn't been on Hong Kong Island with a group of people working day and night to find ways to get things to him, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

In the 40th year, at the end of February, Gong Er gave birth to a son. At that time, as the front line stretched and Japan continued to increase its troops, Wang Yan had been driven to North China, so he was unable to catch up with the birth of his child.

Wang Yan left a message when he left, and the child's surname was Gong. But Gong Baosen was afraid that Wang Yan would die and his family would be wiped out, so he refused to work. It was only later that Wang Yan found an opportunity to come back and stay for a while to persuade, and that Gong Er was pregnant again, did Gong Baosen agree. Naming it is to continue the incense and spread the spirit.

Unfortunately, this was also the year when Lao Yang, with whom he had a good friendship, was surrounded for several days, ran out of ammunition and food, and finally failed to escape. He was also beyond his reach and couldn't help at all.

In June of 1941, Gong Er gave birth to a daughter. This time Wang Yan caught up and named her Zhi Lan.

In December of the same year, Japan launched an air attack on Pearl Harbor, opening up the Pacific battlefield. Hong Kong Island fell and Omen was besieged but not attacked. On Hong Kong Island, Zhou Qingquan ran away first, so it was no big deal. And the people he moved there in the first place were all okay and basically survived. As for whether they scolded or not, Wang Yan couldn't control it. People were just dissatisfied. How could they live in peace at this time?

The siege of Omen caused prices to rise rapidly, and for a while people were in dire straits. Wang Yan saw it, but he couldn't save it and was helpless. He must first ferry himself to others. There are tens of thousands of brothers and family members who follow him and are scattered in many places. It is already good if he can ensure that his brothers and family members who follow him can survive. But no matter how many people there are, there is really nothing he can do.

Wang Yan has been active on the battlefield with his team, because his future retreat will be on Hong Kong Island, mainly in the southern battlefield. Of course, I have also collaborated with the legend here, Liu Heizai, many times.

Needless to say, it was dangerous. I was almost beaten to death several times, but I still managed to survive.

In August of 1945, two mushrooms were planted, and Japan unconditionally surrendered, ending the War of Resistance.

People all over the country breathed a sigh of relief and went out of their homes to pay homage to the deceased. There was universal celebration mixed with sadness. At the same time, in this joyful atmosphere...

Wang Yan took a large number of his men, family and friends who were unwilling to return home and continued to follow him, as well as many other people who were unwilling to return home, and crossed the sea to Kowloon. Due to a series of reasons, this place had been abandoned for a long time. The individual is there.

And at this time, when the forces are calling for help, the timing is perfect.

If nothing unexpected happened along the way, he would be there for most of the rest of his life.