Chapter 4 Gunsmoke and Warfire 1937

  Yang Ziluo ignored the police passing by her side, in her eyes, the name of the police had become a mere formality. The two arrived at a relatively luxurious mansion, with a golden plaque "Yang Fu" hanging in front of the door, looking quite majestic.

  Yang Yonghao learned that his daughter had returned, and he hastily ran out with his wife. When he saw the bloodstains all over her face, he was stunned. His wife, Zhao Mucqing, looked at their daughter who seemed like a different person and couldn't help but burst into tears. She rushed forward in big strides, hugged Zhi Lu tightly, and sobbed uncontrollably: "Daughter, what happened to you? Who bullied you? Tell your father, tell your mother!"

  Yang Zilu helplessly shook his head, turned around to look at Shan Yixuan, and then looked at the little girl on his back. The girl burst into tears: "Mother, father, daughter is sorry for you, sorry, it's my fault for not taking good care of my sister!" With a thud, Yang Zilu knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face like rain, his heartbreaking sobs...

  Yang Yonghao and Zhao Muzhi looked at Shan Yixuan behind Zilu at the same time, and then they saw a girl on Shan Yixuan's back...

  Shan Yixuan carried the girl down from his back and walked to Yang Yonghao and Zhao Muqing with her in his arms. The two of them looked at their pale-faced daughter in disbelief, and there was already congealed blood on her chest. If you didn't look carefully, it was almost impossible to see where the girl was injured.

  "Xiao Yu! Xiao Yu... My daughter... Wuuu..." Zhao Muqing excitedly took his daughter from Shan Yixuan's arms, stroking her face with his hands, her pale face already icy cold.

  Yang Yonghao looked at the child in Zhao Mucqing's arms, and tears had already fallen silently. Shan Yixuan could feel Old Master's anger, and speaking up now was clearly not a good idea.

  Yang Yonghao said in a furious tone: "Zhiluo, tell me, who is it?!" Whoever dares to lay such a poisonous hand on my child in Yangcheng, I will make him and his family disappear forever! Yang Yonghao's face was ashen as he looked at his deceased daughter, his anger making him want to know who did it right now.

  Zi Luo wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes and said in a wronged tone: "Dad, it's... it's the Japanese!"

  "What? Japanese?" Yang Yonghao exclaimed in surprise. As the president of the Japan Maintenance Association, even Qingteng Zhong had to show some respect for him. What kind of Japanese person would be so arrogant? Yang Ziluo nodded slightly, wanting to continue speaking when Yang Yonghao cut off his words and helped his daughter up, saying "Let's talk inside!"

  Shan Yixuan followed everyone into the Yang family's large courtyard. A few people entered the living room, and Yang Yonghao dismissed the irrelevant personnel, then asked: "Speak!" Yang Yonghao glanced at Shan Yixuan, thinking that someone who could help his daughter come back shouldn't be a bad person, but Shan Yixuan's attire made him curious. The casual outfit Shan Yixuan wore on the plane was something they had never seen before.

  Yang Zi Luo reluctantly opened his mouth and told the story of what had happened in a low voice.

  Yang Yonghao slammed his palm on the wooden table, splitting it into four pieces. "How dare you!" he shouted in a cold voice. "You think you can bully me? I'll go find Captain Qingteng and get an explanation out of him!" He stood up and started to walk away immediately.

  "Wait a minute, Mr. Yang!" said Shan Yixuan, holding back Yang Yonghao.

  "What's going on?" Yang Yonghao looked at the young man who had grabbed him and said, "Young man, thank you for saving my daughter. However, I must avenge my younger brother! You go find the butler to get 200 silver dollars and leave. I won't mention your killing of the Japanese to anyone!"

  Shan Yixuan let out a bitter laugh and said, "Mr. Yang, so many Japanese have died, and now you're going to go find that Lieutenant Colonel or whatever, the one who exposed my identity? Is this how you treat someone who's helped you?" If Yang Yonghao found the Japanese, they would openly investigate the matter, but secretly they would be looking for whoever killed their precious soldiers, the so-called "heavenly emperor's" men. In their minds, Chinese lives were far inferior to Japanese lives!

  "Hmph, young man, are you threatening me?" Yang Yonghao said coldly, flicking his sleeve.

  "I'm not threatening you, but think about it, at this time going to find the Japanese, they will investigate who killed their people, just because your daughter can kill so many devils? They will suspect you, please remember, invaders will never be friends with the invaded country!"

  Shan Yixuan looked at Yang Yonghao, hoping he could understand this point, so that it would be safe for himself and his family!

  "That old man can't just watch his own daughter be ruined by those devils!" Yang Yonghao said in a rage.

  Shan Yixuan thought for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If... if the old man believes me, I'll help you avenge your daughter's death. How many Japanese heads do you want?" Shan Yixuan looked at Yang Yonghao, killing a few devils wasn't a problem, but he had to figure out where he was now, what time it was, and what place!

  Yang Yonghao looked at Shan Yixuan with suspicion and asked, "Can you kill the devils?" Shan Yixuan nodded and said in a low voice, "Otherwise, what can I use to rescue your eldest daughter?"

  Just then, my eldest daughter said that this man killed a few devils and saved her. It seems that he still has some skills. Yang Yonghao thought for a moment and asked: "There is no free lunch in the world, what do you want? What do you want to know?"

  Shan Yixuan smiled strangely, liking to talk to clever people, and then asked: "I don't want money, I don't want women, what time is it now, which day?"

  Yang Yonghao stared blankly at Shan Yixuan for a moment, confirming that he hadn't misheard before saying: "Today is June 23rd." Yang Yonghao looked at Shan Yixuan with confusion, wondering in his heart why he would ask such a question.

  Shan Yixuan nodded, somewhat embarrassed, and asked: "What year is it this year?" He must think he's lived a useless life if he can ask such a question! Shan Yixuan thought to himself, but still asked with a thick face.

  "What's wrong with you? You don't even know what year it is this year???" The three people in the house looked at Shan Yixuan simultaneously, their eyes filled with a hint of confusion.

  Shan Yixuan murmured a response, saying: "I really don't know, can you tell me what year this is?"

  "This year is 1937, also the year China fell. The Japanese iron hooves have entered our China, occupying our territory, burning, killing, looting and doing all sorts of evil!"

  Yang Yonghao's words had barely fallen when Ziluo interrupted the old man, saying: "But Father, you still want to do things for the Japanese. You clearly know that the devils are not good people, so why do you still want to help them?" Ziluo asked, biting her lip.

  "Alas," Yang Yonghao sighed and said softly: "You don't understand, child. Father believes that you will understand later!"

  Shan Yixuan was stunned, he had actually returned to this era where the flames of war had just begun. Why was this happening? Why wasn't he in the underworld? Why was it 1937? Was it fate? Had heaven sent him to change something? Shan Yixuan's mind was filled with questions, he had actually been reborn in 1937, such a ridiculous plot twist had actually happened to him.

  Shan Yixuan let out a helpless sigh, recalling the oath he had sworn when he joined the Chinese Army Special Forces several years ago. He remembered the times he fought alongside his comrades on the front lines, and how proud he felt back then.

  Today, I miraculously survived in this century, and I am still a member of the special forces of my motherland. When the country is in trouble, I will be ready to sacrifice myself for the motherland at any time! Sun Yi Xuan clenched his fists tightly, finally having the opportunity to face the Japanese head-on without breaking the law. For three years, he had been away from the front line since receiving a special mission from his motherland. Three years later, when the mission was completed and the Tenglong Group became a legend in various countries, he found himself in this painful era. Should he be happy or sad? Sun Yi Xuan was lost in thought...