The Two Heroes of the Ye Family

It’s raining today, which is why Ye Xiaoyang came to Fujia Japonica Rice Processing Factory.

If it were a sunny day, Senior Brother Luo might take the four of them to the suburbs to practice shooting.

Ye Xiaoyang followed Luo Qiushan to the place where the four people were training. The four people were practicing unloading and assembling guns.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyang coming, Hou San and the other three immediately put down the HX1935 automatic rifles they had assembled.

"Senior Brother Ye!"

The four people seemed very excited.

"Four junior brothers, how have you been doing recently?"

Hou Si answered first:

"Very good, but your sniping skills are not good enough yet. You need to go out and practice more."

Ye Xiaoyang nodded and said:

"I've already asked Brother Luo, you've been training very hard lately, and your progress is obvious.

The only problem is that sniper rifle shooting is not ideal. Long-range shooting requires the shooter to have a stable mentality.

It’s just that you have too little experience. As a person experiences more, his mentality will naturally become more stable.”

Next, Ye Xiaoyang repeated the plan he had told his senior brother Luo Qiushan.

Hou San and the other three were very excited after hearing this. They could finally launch a night attack on the Japanese or traitors.

This shows that their efforts during this period have been recognized by Senior Brother Luo Qiushan.

After chatting with the four people for a while, Ye Xiaoyang drove away from the Fujia Japonica Rice Processing Factory.

Two weeks have passed. Hasn't the Hujiang Red Party organization obtained any valuable intelligence yet?

Ye Xiaoyang was driving while thinking.

Suddenly, seeing someone rushing towards the front of the car, Ye Xiaoyang reflexively stepped on the brakes.

After parking the car, opening the door and getting out, he saw four men in black clothes and armed with guns surrounding them.

Ye Xiaoyang did not rush to help the person who was hit by the car. He waited for the four men in black to approach.

"Sir, save me."

The person hit by the car cried for help.

"Can you move? Are you seriously injured?"

"I can still move."

"Then you can move to the back door and get in directly. I will get in after I deal with these four men in black."

At this moment, one of the four men in black spoke:

"Don't move, the secret service is arresting people."

The four people approached Ye Xiaoyang within ten meters, and Ye Xiaoyang instantly threw out four silver needles with both hands.

"Get in the car quickly."

After a while, Ye Xiaoyang drove away with the young man he had just rescued.

At this moment, the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier.

This time, Ye Xiaoyang did not take back the silver needle and left the crime scene directly as time was a bit tight.

Pei Xuanwu watched the man in black chasing him fall down, and he realized that he had met a martial arts master today.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, may I ask your name?"

"Why are the agents from the Secret Service Headquarters chasing you? Are you a member of the Communist Party or..."

Ye Xiaoyang wanted to know who he had saved, but he was being hunted by four agents from the secret service headquarters.

"I dare not hide it from you, benefactor. I am just a scholar and have only been back in Hujiang for a few months."

Pei Xuanwu was very nervous when he spoke.

Ye Xiaoyang couldn't help but ask:

"Which country were you in before?"

"I was studying at Harvard Business School in the United States. I received an urgent telegram from home and was able to get to Fog City with the help of my classmates.

Then he used his connections to send me to Hujiang. Unexpectedly, when I returned to Hujiang, I found out that the Pei family's property had been taken over by my stepmother.

I heard she's taken refuge with a Japanese businessman, and now she's accusing me of being a reactionary and wants to have me arrested."

Pei Xuanwu was filled with despair and tears started streaming down his face as he spoke. What he was most worried about now was his little sister.

"What's your name?"

"Pei Xuanwu, what's your name, benefactor?"

"Don't call me benefactor. My English name is Tony. Judging from your expression, are you in trouble?"

"I'm very worried about my sister Pei Xiaoling's safety. She's only fifteen years old and still a child."

"What's wrong with your sister? Can you tell me?"

"I'm worried that the vicious stepmother will give my sister to that Japanese businessman as a concubine.

Please save my sister, my benefactor. From now on, I, Pei Xuanwu, will do anything for you to repay your kindness."

Ye Xiaoyang drove directly to the Peace Hotel and did not take Pei Xuanwu back to Villa No. 69.

After the car stopped, Ye Xiaoyang got out and helped Pei Xuanwu out. He already knew that Pei Xuanwu's leg was injured.

"My benefactor, no need to help me, I can do it myself."

"Don't be so stubborn. Stay at the Peace Hotel first. After you've had enough to eat and drink, you can talk about your sister later."

"My benefactor, but I don't have much money left."

"Don't worry about that. I sent you here to stay so it's my treat. Just eat without worry."

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

Ye Xiaoyang did not respond and directly led Pei Xuanwu to the front desk of the Peace Hotel.

First, he booked a private dining room, and then spent money to book a luxury suite for the other party for three days.

The four dishes and one soup ordered by Ye Xiaoyang arrived quickly.

"Please don't disturb us without our greeting."

After Ye Xiaoyang finished speaking, he handed the waitress ten dollars as a tip for her service.

The two of them talked while eating, and from the conversation, Ye Xiaoyang roughly understood Pei Xuanwu's situation.

Ye Xiaoyang already knew Pei Xuanwu's home address, as well as his sister's appearance description and name.

"Do you want to take back your property?"

Pei Xuanwu waved his hand and said softly:

"Everything depends on you, my benefactor."

"What are your plans after you rescue your sister?"

Pei Xuanwu blurted out without thinking.

"As the benefactor's steward, all I need is a safe place for my brother and I to live."

Ye Xiaoyang did not respond.

"Xuanwu, rest in your hotel room and don't go anywhere. Send your sister here tonight if you can.

You will definitely unite with your sister by tomorrow night at the latest."

As soon as Ye Xiaoyang finished speaking, Pei Xuanwu stood up from his seat and walked in front of Ye Xiaoyang.

He knelt on his knees without hesitation.

Ye Xiaoyang was quick to act and immediately supported Pei Xuanwu, who was about to kneel, and said softly:

"A man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel only to heaven, earth, and his parents. No one else is worthy of your kneeling."

"Your Excellency is worthy of Xuanwu's kneeling."

"Xuanwu, let's wait until your sister is rescued before we discuss anything else."

Pei Xuanwu asked softly:

"My benefactor, will rescuing my sister bring you any trouble?"

Ye Xiaoyang immediately waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry about that. Just have a good sleep here."

Pei Xuanwu nodded, and Ye Xiaoyang continued:

"Do you have enough money?"

"I'll eat out at a restaurant and last a few days."

After listening to this, Ye Xiaoyang took out his wallet from his pocket and directly pulled out 10 $100 bills and handed them to Pei Xuanwu.

"Just eat inside the Peace Hotel. Those lackeys from the Secret Service Headquarters should be looking for you."

Pei Xuanwu did not reject Ye Xiaoyang's kindness. He could see that the benefactor in front of him was extraordinary.

"My benefactor..."

Ye Xiaoyang waved his hand.

"You go upstairs and rest. I'm going back to make some arrangements."

Pei Xuanwu's eyes were filled with tears, and he tried his best to hold them back.

He never dreamed that someone in Hujiang would rescue him from the pursuit of the agents from the Secret Service Headquarters.

Following Ye Xiaoyang out of the box, Pei Xuanwu prepared to send Ye Xiaoyang to the gate of the Peace Hotel.

"Xuanwu, you don't need to send me up, can you go up by yourself?"

"Yes, I want to send a gift to my benefactor."

Ye Xiaoyang didn't respond and let him do as he pleased.

Half an hour later, Ye Xiaoyang returned to Villa No. 69.

On the way back, Ye Xiaoyang kept thinking about the whole process of saving Pei Xuanwu.

When the four Secret Service Headquarters agents were killed, there was no one on the street, and the time was very short.

There aren't many people on that road usually.

The agents at the secret service headquarters should be given something to do, otherwise they will just help the Japanese bully the people.

By the way, let the Hou brothers and the Lin brothers participate in an actual combat and kill some traitors and running dogs with their own hands.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Xiaoyang, Bai Jinda, Chen Haifeng and Song Changping drove two cars and left Villa No. 69.

Rainy nights are nothing to them.

Half an hour later, Bai Jinda and the other three arrived outside Pei Xuanwu's villa.

Ye Xiaoyang picked up Pei Xuanwu from the Peace Hotel and was driving to Pei's house.

"Xuanwu, do you want to kill your stepmother with your own hands?"

"I think it's certain that my father was murdered by this vicious woman, but I haven't found any evidence yet."

"Then how did you know she was going to give your sister to a Japanese businessman?"

"It was Uncle Feng, our old housekeeper, who quietly handed me a note saying that my father's death was suspicious.

If my father hadn’t passed away suddenly, I wouldn’t have chosen to return from the United States at this time.”

Pei Xuanwu was filled with grief and anger. He had never expected that their Pei family would encounter such a misfortune.

"If your father was indeed murdered, I will definitely give you justice."

"Thank you, benefactor."

"Xuanwu, you're welcome! If my car hadn't hit you, we wouldn't have met. This is fate."

"God has eyes. He didn't want our Hujiang Pei family to perish, so he allowed me to meet my benefactor."

"Xuanwu, my identity is complicated, and now we are both in troubled times.

Don't call me Ben Gong. From now on, just like the other brothers, call me Master Ye."

"Okay, Mr. Ye."

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