The truck stopped in the courtyard of the cotton mill, the gate slowly closed, and the people in the car got out of the car one after another, Wen Yi and the young man with long hair carefully carried Ye Man out of the car, and followed Zhou Qingquan to carry him to the bed in the house with a door panel. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The name of the long-haired young man, Wen Yi, heard it from Ip Man's words, Sha Danyuan, that is, the younger brother of the martial idiot.

As soon as they got out of the car, a beautiful woman in coarse cloth clothes rushed up quickly, looking at Ip Man who was lying on the door panel with a pale face, and burst into tears.

This person is naturally Ip Man's wife Zhang Yongcheng, who should have lived in this cotton yarn factory during this time, but Wen Yi didn't see her yesterday.

Because he was worried that someone would be injured today, Wen Yi asked Zhou Qingquan to invite a doctor back yesterday, which came in handy.

The bullet passed through Ip Man's shoulder, and it didn't get stuck inside, otherwise it would have been troublesome. The old doctor took care of the wound carefully, helped him stop the bleeding, bandaged the wound, and told him to rest for a few days until the wound healed.

After hearing the voice of the system just now, Wen Yi knew that his time was running out, so he took advantage of the time to go to the thatched house to say a few words to the audience in the live broadcast room, and also said that he would travel back again in an hour.

When he returned to the room, after seeing that Ip Man's wound was bandaged, Wen Yi directly invited the others out, and he had something to say to Ip Man.

Everyone knew that Ip Man could be saved today, all thanks to Wen Yi's plan, and now Ip Man was fine, so they all went out of the house and closed the door by the way.

"Master Ye, I'm going to leave Foshan later, so I'll make a long story short, I hope you can remember and seriously consider what I'll say. Wen Yi looked at Ye Man who was lying on the bed and said with a serious expression.

"Leave?" Ye Man's face showed a little puzzlement, but seeing Wen Yi's expression, he still nodded and didn't ask.

Seeing this, Wen Yi continued: "I have already written down the methods for the use of firearms and training, and I asked Zhou Guangyao to copy two more copies in the morning, one for Jinshan to find, and the other two for you, I hope you can pass this thing on to the Chinese compatriots who are interested in fighting Fusang."

In addition, there is a theory of guerrilla warfare and actual combat routines and simple mine manufacturing methods, which are very practical routines for dealing with Fuso devils, and I hope you can spread them.

I also have a top-secret document, which may have a great impact on the overall situation of Huaxia's fight against Fusang, and I plan to send Zhou Guangyao to Chongqing. This thing must not be lost, I hope you can pick a more clever and martial artist to go with him. ”

Ye Man listened to Wen Yi's words, his face was full of shock, with his knowledge, he naturally knew what Wen Yi said these things represented.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Yi still said in a deep voice: "Jinshan is a good man, but this person is a little extreme and repetitive, if he is afraid of Fusang and backhanded against the Chinese compatriots, he also asks Master Ye to eliminate harm for the people." As he spoke, he pulled out a pistol from his waist and placed it on the bedside table.

Hearing this, Ye Man looked at Wen Yi and nodded seriously.

"Hong Kong is comfortable, Master Ye will send his sister-in-law and Ye Zhun over, but I hope Master Ye can remember today's promise. The world is chaotic, how can you be worthy of your father and fellow villagers. Wen Yi arched his hand and said, turning around and walking towards the door.

Ye Man looked sideways at the slowly closing door, frowned slightly, and slowly released it after a long time, glanced at the pistol on the bedside table, and his gaze gradually became firm.

"Ip Man's strategy is successful!"

"Mom asked me why I was kneeling and watching the live stream. ”

"Brother Yi's routine is so deep, this time Ip Man should not escape to Hong Kong by himself. ”

"The anchor is a moral kidnapping, right? Why did you force Ip Man to stay in Foshan?"

"Don't be funny upstairs, if Brother Yi can continue to stay here, do you think he will be reluctant to Ye Man? In this era, if everyone wants to be alone, then my Huaxia will perish hundreds of years ago. ”

"In the era of heroes, Ip Man saw the hope of leading the people of Foshan to rebel, and he would definitely choose to stay. ”

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Wen Yi, who walked out of Ip Man's room, looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and was silent without speaking.

This era needs heroes, and since he can't stay as a hero, then launch a bunch of heroes.

Zhou Qingquan didn't let the workers come to work today, so he didn't have to worry about being seen with those firearms, Wen Yi nodded with everyone who greeted him, first went back to his room to get the stack of white paper, and then went directly to the account room.

Wen Yi pushed the door into the account room, and Zhou Guangyao, who was sitting at the table and writing something seriously, raised his head suddenly, and when he saw that it was Wen Yi, he was relieved, and suddenly stood up, looked at Wen Yi and asked a little nervously: "Uncle Wen, has Master Ye been rescued?"

Wen Yi glanced at the pieces of paper on the table, it seemed that Zhou Guangyao had been copying this thing carefully, so he didn't hear the movement of them coming back before.

"I've rescued him, Master Ye, he's fine, and he'll be fine after a few days of cultivation. Wen Yi nodded and said, stopped and got up and wanted to walk out of the door, most likely Zhou Guangyao, who wanted to see Ip Man, motioned for him to sit down, and continued: "Master Ye has just finished bandaging his wounds, let him rest, let me tell you something important, if you can do it well, it will be a great creation." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Guangyao was a little worried about Ip Man's injury, but he still sat down obediently, looked at Wen Yi with some confusion and asked, "Uncle Wen, what are you talking about?"

Wen Yi put the drawings and process flow of the dozen or so two guns on the table and motioned for Zhou Guangyao to take a look.

Zhou Guangyao picked up the pieces of paper, just looked at them for a while, and his face had changed drastically.

"Well, this is the process of the gun. Zhou Guangyao looked at Wen Yi in disbelief and asked.

"Yes, if Huaxia can successfully produce these two guns, the weapons of Huaxia soldiers will be able to surpass those of Fusang soldiers. I need someone to send him to Chongqing, do you dare to go?" Wen Yi looked at Zhou Guangyao's eyes and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Guangyao looked at the light fluttering in his hand, but there were a few heavy pieces of paper in his hand, and then he looked at Wen Yi's eyes, gritted his teeth, nodded vigorously and said, "I dare!"

"Okay, you must send this drawing to Chongqing and hand it over to the Kuomintang, if it falls into the hands of the Fusang people, you understand the consequences, and in the meantime you had better understand these drawings. Wen Yi nodded, showed a hint of a smile, and said with some meaning: "An errand messenger and an expert who can design firearms, in the eyes of others, are the difference between cloud and mud, these two guns, now surnamed Zhou." ”

Zhou Guangyao was slightly stunned, and then showed a shocked expression.

"Goodbye, nephew. Wen Yi said with a smile, opened the door and walked out, but he was silently thinking in his heart, maybe he would never see him again.

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