"Zo Teng!" Sanpu saw that Zo Teng had pulled out his gun and scolded him coldly.
When Zo Teng saw Sanpu looking at him, he thought of how Sanpu had treated him just now and unwillingly pulled back his gun.
Ye Xuan stood in the middle of the martial arts field and calmly looked at the twenty to thirty Karate students surrounding him. Every time his gaze swept over a person, that person's body would involuntarily twitch as if ants were crawling all over them. Their expression would be a little flustered and their eyes would be slightly averted. They didn't even have the courage to look Ye Xuan in the eye.
Looking at the twenty to thirty Karate students, Ye Xuan faintly smiled. He didn't put them in his eyes at all. If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid that if he knocked down too many people at once, Sanpu would think that he was inferior to him and that he wouldn't be able to complete the system's mission and ruin his plan. Otherwise, these people wouldn't be standing here alive right now.
"Everyone, back off!" Sanpu walked down from upstairs and shouted at the twenty to thirty Karate students surrounding Ye Xuan. The twenty to thirty Karate students had long since been intimidated by Ye Xuan's gaze. When they heard Sanpu's command, they all hurriedly stood back.
Sanpu walked step by step towards Ye Xuan. A few Japanese soldiers beside him threw another five bags of rice. Sanpu walked in front of those bags of rice and with a hook and a kick, a bag of rice was kicked in front of Ye Xuan. Sanpu looked at Ye Xuan and coldly said to Ye Xuan in Japanese, "Come again!"
"He wants you to come again!" Li Zhao translated from behind.
Ye Xuan looked at Sanpu in front of him and faintly smiled. He didn't turn around and leave like Ye Wen did. Instead, he bent down to pick up the rice. These rice were originally stolen by the Japanese. Now that we've won, should we leave the rice for the Japanese to eat? This isn't having a backbone, it's giving money to the enemy.
Picking up the six bags of rice in his hands, Ye Xuan stood up and looked at the three futons in front of him. He smiled and said, "Li Zhao, tell him not to worry. There will definitely be a fight between us."
When Li Zhao heard Ye Xuan's words, his eyes narrowed and his expression changed. After a while, he translated, "He said that he will come again!"
Hearing Li Zhao's words, San Pu nodded his head in satisfaction. Seeing San Pu's expression, Ye Xuan knew that Li Zhao had not translated his words for him. Cupping his hands, he turned to leave.
"Hey!" San Pu who was behind him suddenly said: "What's your name?"
"He wants to know your name?" Li Zhao translated.
Ye Xuan walked to the bag of rice that was dyed red by Master Liao's blood and picked it up. He paused for a moment and lightly said, "Let him remember my name. My name is Ye Xuan!"
With that, Ye Xuan walked towards the metal door on Ye Wen's side without looking back.
"His name is Ye Xuan!" Li Zhao translated again.
… … …
With the help of a few martial artists, Ye Xuan and Ye Wen sent Master Liao back home. Master Liao's family had an eighty-three-year-old mother, a wife, and a three-year-old child. The whole family hugged Master Liao and cried loudly.
In a chaotic world, people had no way to survive. If Master Liao's family lost their pillar of support like in the original movie, the three remaining family members would have a miserable ending.
Putting down the six bags of rice that he had won and Master Liao's blood-stained rice, Ye Xuan clenched his fists tightly as he looked at Master Liao's family who were crying their hearts out. He secretly swore to himself that he would make the Japanese pay with their blood!
"Instead of being a human, he chose to be a dog for the Japanese!"
"Look at him like a traitor. Sooner or later, he will be beaten to death by the Japanese!"
"Dog, ptui!"
When they walked out of Master Liao's house, they saw the martial artists who had accompanied them to send Master Liao off pointing at Li Zhao, who was sitting by the roadside with a face full of anger and restraint. Their words were extremely unpleasant to the ears.
"Mr. Ye, you have to be careful in the future. I don't know what Sanpu will do," Li Zhao said to Ye Xuan when he saw Ye Xuan walk out.
"Li Zhao, you have disappointed me. I didn't expect you to be a dog for the Japanese. You …" Ye Wen looked at Li Zhao and said angrily.
"Brother Wen, stop it!" Ye Xuan interrupted Ye Wen and reached out to hold Li Zhao's hand, "Thank you, Li Zhao. Be careful when you translate for the Japanese. They are inhumane."
"Mr. Ye, you … you …" When Li Zhao heard Ye Xuan's words, he felt a surge of emotions in his chest. His eyes gradually turned red. He was happy and wronged at the same time. For a moment, he was speechless.
When everyone in Foshan said that he was a traitor and a dog for the Japanese, Li Zhao really had nothing to say. He was only translating for the Japanese to make a living for his family. He had never done anything evil, nor had he killed a single Chinese. He had only relied on his own abilities to make a living with the Japanese. What was the difference between him and those martial artists who competed with the Japanese for rice? Why did everyone say that he was a traitor when they saw him? Why did they say that he was a dog for the Japanese?
In Foshan, everyone in the world did not believe him, but Ye Xuan actually believed him. At this moment, Li Zhao really felt like a gentleman would die for a bosom friend!
Ye Xuan reached out and patted Li Zhao's shoulder. He searched his body and took out a stack of French currency. He counted twenty thousand yuan and stuffed it into Li Zhao's hand, "I know that you are translating for the sake of making a living. Take this money and buy more food for your family."
"No, no, no, Mr. Ye, I, I can't take your money …" Li Zhao was shocked when he saw Ye Xuan giving him such a large sum of money. He wanted to push the money back to Ye Xuan.
"Take it, Li Zhao!" Ye Xuan stuffed the money into Li Zhao's hand and sighed. He patted Li Zhao's hand and said, "I know a little about your family's situation. You can buy some good things for your family with this money. Remember, you have to survive!"
After saying that, he turned his head to Ye Wen, "Brother Wen, let's go!"
Ye Wen looked at Li Zhao who had tears in his eyes. He shook his head and sighed. He followed Ye Xuan back home.
Ye Xuan brought Ye Wen back to his own home. The two of them walked into a storeroom. There was a broken cabinet in the storeroom. Ye Xuan opened the cabinet. The bottom of the cabinet was covered with a layer of gray and dusty carpet. He lifted the carpet and revealed the bottom of the cabinet.
Ye Xuan reached out and pushed the bottom of the cabinet. Suddenly, a hole about one meter long and one meter wide was revealed.
"Brother Wen, please, let's go down!" Ye Xuan took the oil lamp and led the way down. Ye Wen already knew about this kind of underground room. Although he didn't know what Ye Xuan was going to do, he still followed.
Under Ye Xuan's lead, Ye Wen made many turns in the underground room. Just when he was about to get dizzy, he saw light coming from the tunnel in front of him.
The two of them walked closer. Then, a huge underground room the size of a football appeared in front of Ye Wen. There were many people inside and everyone was busy with their own things.
"Ah Hsuan, this is …?" Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Wen was really shocked. Although the people here were dressed the same as outside, their appearance was very different. Most of the people outside were sallow and skinny. They didn't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. However, the people here were like Buddha Mountain before it fell.
"Brother Wen, welcome to my anti-Japanese base!" Seeing Ye Wen's shocked expression, Ye Xuan smiled.
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