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"Where are the Yellow Wolf and the Copper Hammer?"

"Didn't see it."

Chu He stared at his two brothers who had already lost their lives. He seemed to have lost his sense of smell. The stench and rotten smell in the house did not affect him at all. He sat there motionless all night.

The next morning, Chu He said to Shi Suo, "Brother, we can't stay here any longer. We need to move immediately. Let's bury the bodies of our two brothers behind the temple. We can come back when we have the chance.

But we have to leave at noon today.

The master is also in danger."

When Shisuo's colorless eyes heard that Gong Yutian was also in danger, they became a little more angry. He carried the hoe from the corner and walked towards the open space behind the temple.

At night, Chu He returned to Li Xiaochen's villa. He did not go in to disturb Gong Er. He waited outside the building for a while. Then he saw Li Xiaochen driving out from the side of the building. He passed the inspection smoothly without saying a word.

Stopping in an open space outside Fengtian, Chu He and Shi Suo bid farewell to Li Xiaochen and squatted beside the train line. They were preparing to hitchhike on the train back to Lushun.

Looking at the black locomotive rumbling in, Chu He remembered that many years ago, he also came into this world on a train like this.

More than ten years have passed in a flash. He, who used to be devoted to learning skills and completing tasks, has now embarked on the path of defending his country. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This sentence urges Chu He to make some contributions in this virtual world. After all, everyone around him is a living being, and friendship and family affection are all real emotions.

They are not afraid of death, hardship or power, just to keep the fire in their hearts from being extinguished.

The two of them hid from place to place and returned to Lushun.

Looking at the Gong family compound across the street, Chu He and Shi Suo felt anxious and helpless.

There are really a lot of people patrolling outside the door, and the airtight surveillance has made Chu He wait here for two days.

The fruitless situation finally turned around on the fourth day. Chu He saw from afar that Ma San's car was parked outside the Gong family compound, but he couldn't even get through the door as Lao Jiang blocked him with his sword.

Ma San tried to force his way in, but unexpectedly Lao Jiang drew his sword and pressed it against Ma San's chest.

No one would doubt the loyalty of this old retainer, and no one would question his strength. If Ma San really wanted to force his way in, he could only step over Lao Jiang's body.

Ma San had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

Chu He left the stone lock where it was and chased in the direction Ma San left.

Chu He stopped at the train station along the way and looked at the familiar building. He remembered that he had followed Gong Yutian step by step and was supported by Gong Er all the way back to the Gong family compound.

Now, the distance that used to take me an hour and a half to walk can be run in just half an hour.

Ma San stayed in a hotel near the train station. It seemed that he wanted to wait for the train to leave tomorrow morning.

At night, Ma San had just finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom, wiping his head, and stopped there. There was one more person in the room.

"Junior brother, why are you pointing a gun at me?"

"Ma San, you should pay back your debt!"

Ma San moved to the side, apparently wanting to find a place to lean on, but Chu He's words made him stop again.

"Don't waste your energy. It's been so long, you should know my abilities. I may not be as good as you in boxing and kicking, but you are far behind you in using guns." After saying that, Chu He took out Ma San's pistol and dagger from behind.

"Tsk tsk tsk! I have to say that the Japs are so generous to you that they even gave you the Ruger. It seems that you are highly valued!" Chu He looked at the finely crafted pistol in his hand.

Putting down the gun, he said, "Brother, I don't understand why you want to be a traitor? Isn't what the master has given you enough? Can't even being a guild leader satisfy you? In my memory, you were a complete martial arts fanatic!"

Ma San threw away the towel and said calmly: "Everyone has their own aspirations. You don't understand what I'm pursuing."

"I don't understand?" Chu He sneered, "Isn't it just the feeling of dominating others? The master thinks highly of you and gives you a hand, and you really think you are a big shot. Apart from being ruthless and cruel, you have no redeeming qualities at all. Your martial arts talent is wasted."

"Stop talking nonsense and just tell me what you want to do." Ma San was too lazy to talk nonsense with Chu He.

"I told you that it's time for you to pay back your debt. Now tie yourself up first." Chu He threw a rope over.

Facing the black muzzle of a gun, Ma San could only do as he was told. He was ruthless, but he was far inferior to Chu He, who set fire to the mountain and killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

Seeing Ma San’s hands and feet tied up, Chu He grinned and said, “I’m sorry, senior brother.” After saying that, he stepped forward and tied Ma San’s hands and feet together again like tying up a pig.

After doing all this, Chu He asked: "You don't want to talk nonsense, and I don't want to talk either. One last question, where are the fourth and fifth brothers?"

Hearing this, Ma San's eyes showed sadness and he lowered his head without saying a word.

Chu He stepped forward and kicked him hard in the ribs, causing Ma San to curl up like a shrimp in pain.

Ma San took a few quick breaths before he recovered and grinned, "That's cruel, Chu He. We've lived together for so many years, and I've never seen through you. When you first came, you were very defensive against me. I could feel that you treated me differently and didn't trust me like you did others. I don't know why.

Later, when you started to study, you became close to me again and liked to talk to me. The nonsense you said to me every day made me very annoyed, but you didn't mean any ill will.

When the master retired, you tried desperately to stand out. This made me a little confused. You obviously have no ambition, so why do you always stand in my way? You are the master's nephew, and the master even taught you the sixty-four moves. Why are you competing with me?

I don't believe you can't see that this job is a tough one. Your master doesn't want you to take over because he loves you. He chose me, but he also spared no effort to train you. I feel really conflicted.

Later, I became the president of the Samurai Association. When I was doing well, you joined the martial arts world again and started killing the Japanese devils on a large scale. You made things very difficult for me. The Japanese devils came to trouble me every day and asked me to encircle and suppress you. What could I do?

The master is under house arrest and I am under surveillance. Have you ever considered me?

I have worked so hard to make a name for myself, but you have destroyed it so easily. Everyone looks at me strangely. Every day I see those resisters being taken away from me by the Japanese and shot in front of me. Do you know how I feel?

Am I not afraid? But what can I do? I am right in front of someone's gun. If they are in a bad mood one day, I will definitely be the first to die.

The master knew that I was in this situation but still asked me to cover for you. What else could I do?

He never thought about me once!

It was him who pushed me to the stage, it was also him who suppressed me, it was him who asked you to kill the Japanese, and it was also him who asked me to clean up your mess after you killed the Japanese. I am a human being, and I only live for myself!

The Japanese gave me a way to live, gave me status, and gave me everything I wanted. Why shouldn’t I agree?

On one hand, you guys are desperately trying to drag me into a dead end, and on the other hand, the Japanese are treating me well. What would you choose?"

Chu He looked at the gradually going crazy Ma San and said sarcastically, "Paranoid people are really paranoid about everything. You are hopeless. You are the first one who can justify being a traitor. None of the masters, sisters and brothers treat you as an outsider, so they entrusted everyone's lives to you, but in your eyes, they are actually harming you.

Haha, Ma San, you are really evil. I shouldn't have tried so hard to enlighten you. You only care about yourself.

Okay, don't say anything more. I feel sick if you say one more word. From your expression, I already know what happened to my fourth and fifth brothers."

The next morning, the door of the Gong family compound was knocked on again. Lao Jiang saw Ma San's disgusting face again and subconsciously wanted to close the door, but suddenly he saw the person following closely behind Ma San sticking his head out, so he hurriedly let them in.

After closing the door, Lao Jiang suppressed his excitement and led them to the front hall, then he whispered, "You're back, Chu He."

"Where's the master?"

"I'll call him!"

A moment later, the familiar footsteps reappeared in Chu He's ears. Looking over, he saw the silver-haired Gong Yutian slowly appearing in the front hall. Chu He rushed forward, knelt down in front of Gong Yutian, and cried bitterly, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't bring my brothers back with me!"

Gong Yutian stretched out his big hand and rubbed Chu He's head, sighing: "There are always casualties in war, that's all, it's their fate."

His tone was flat and he seemed calm, but only Lao Jiang knew that after receiving the notice, Gong Yutian's hair turned white overnight and he locked himself in the house without eating or drinking for a whole day.

They were all my disciples! I had watched them grow up, just like my own sons. So many of them died at once, even the determined Gong Yutian couldn't bear the blow.

Across the Chu River, Gong Yutian stood in front of Ma San, staring at him coldly. Ma San looked at his tall master, anger rising in his chest, and he looked at Gong Yutian without dodging.

Looking at the stubborn Ma San, Gong Yutian sighed: "Ma San, your parents were bandits in Changbai Mountain back then. They were killed by a passing warlord during the robbery. We, a group of old brothers, originally wanted to wipe out the roots, but I was soft-hearted and saved you. For this, my senior brother even had a big fight with me, saying that you were born with a rebellious nature and a fierce look on your face. You are destined to be a great villain and will only harm those around you. I didn't take it to heart.

Because you were only 3 years old at that time.

As a result, in the first year after you were brought back, Gong Er's mother died of childbirth complications.

I still didn't believe it until a few years ago when you beat Yan Qing's Yu Jun to a disability and showed no remorse. Then I knew I was wrong.

It turns out that a person's character is really determined by heaven. No wonder you couldn't learn Bagua, but you easily mastered the domineering Xingyi. Later in Jinlou, you kept your temper and didn't hurt anyone. I was very pleased, thinking that you had changed, learned to be calm, learned to think, and learned to judge the situation.

But I really didn't expect that you would attack your fellow apprentices who you spend every day with. This is all my fault!"

After Gong Yutian finished his speech, the one who was shocked on the spot was not Ma San, but Chu He!

It turned out to be me!

It turns out it was all my fault. I meant well but ended up doing something bad.