Chenyang, Huanggu District.

In the spring of 1935, the weather was particularly cold and it was still cold after the Chinese New Year.

Just after noon, a European-style building located near the British Concession stopped at the door.

Two people walked out of the car, one in front was the driver, and the handsome young man behind him was impressed by him with a determined look and firm pace.

This young man is Mo Yonghao. After more than two years of hardening, Mo Yonghao is now a calm and calm person.

According to the arrangement of the jackal, Mo Yonghao successfully became the tutor of Zhou Yanwu's son.

Every morning, the Zhou family driver went to the Eastern Medical University to pick up Mo Yonghao to his house, teach him for one morning, and send him back in the afternoon.

The traitor Huang Hao was a cunning man. In order to protect his safety, he pretended to claim to care about his subordinates and arranged all the families of all the servants of the Huang family to his own mansion.

The Zhou family, where Mo Yonghao was about to step into, was also the mansion of the pseudo-police chief. Following the driver, although he was relaxed and calm on the surface and could not see anything, his heart was ups and downs and could not be calm for a moment.

This is going deep into the tiger's den. Before Mo Yonghao traveled through time, he liked to watch spy movies in modern times, but he was weaker than those now.

Zhou Yanwu's home is actually under the surveillance of the guard arranged by Huang Hao.

Mo Yonghao quickly walked into Zhou Yanwu's house, and the beautiful and beautiful Mrs. Zhou was waiting for him.

"Mrs. Zhou."

"Oh, you are here, Mr. Zhou is in the room."

"Oh, then I'll teach Mr. Ling Mathematics."

Mo Yonghao nodded at Mrs. Zhou and walked into the room of the young master of the Zhou family.

Today is the eleventh day of Mo Yonghao's visit to the Zhou family. Only one week left before the batch of gold was transported away. He was anxious, but he had no choice. In eleven days, he only met Zhou Yanwu twice and did not have a deep conversation.

"Brother Mo, what are we learning today?"

A childish voice pulled Mo Yonghao back from his meditation. He calmed down and said, "I will teach you math today." Then he began to teach Mr. Zhou.

After teaching for a while, Mo Yonghao got up and went out to stand outside for a while. He was about to go back to continue teaching, but he was attracted by the sound from the next room.

There was only a man's voice saying, "Brother Yanwu, you forgot what the Grand Marshal died. He was killed by the Japanese. The Japanese killed the Grand Marshal and occupied Chenyang. The brothers in the Grand Marshal's Mansion do not hate the Japanese, but you are better, but they follow the Japanese lackey, Huang Hao, the dog thing."

"Yanwu, my cousin is right. Huang Hao is devoted to being a traitor and lackey. Don't you know how much the people in Chenyang behind him hate him. I wish you could eat meat and blood. I don't say anything else. The general was kind to us during his lifetime. If he knew about it, he would know that you would definitely die with your eyes open to the Japanese."

A woman's voice seemed to be Mrs. Zhou.

Mo Yonghao's heart suddenly moved, walked over slowly, and quietly sounded.

The conversation in the next room continued.

"Brother Yanwu, wake up quickly. I will not end up following Huang Hao sooner or later. You and my cousin will go to Nanjing with me immediately. I have asked someone to find an errand for you."

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"Brother Chen, I understand what you said, and I know that you will not end sooner or later with Huang Hao. But after getting on the pirate ship, it is not that easy to leave now. You don't know that Huang Hao's eyeliner is everywhere here. If he finds out, we will die."

This voice was Zhou Yanwu. Mo Yonghao was surprised. The mountains and rivers were full of mountains and rivers, and there was no way out. There was another village with dark willows and flowers. He was worried that he didn't know how to instigate Zhou Yanwu. He didn't expect that Zhou Yanwu would have wanted to leave long ago.

He held back his joy and continued to listen.

"Brother Yanwu, don't worry. As long as you are willing to go to Nanjing, we will slowly find a solution. It's getting late, and I should leave. Goodbye."

"Brother Chen walked slowly."

"Goodbye, my cousin."

Zhou Yanwu and his wife stood up to see them off.

At this time, Zhou Yanwu looked up and saw a young man walking in with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Yanwu was born as a bodyguard and instantly took out his gun and pointed it at Mo Yonghao.

Mo Yonghao smiled slightly, closed the door, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhou, don't be nervous. I heard your conversation just now. Mr. Zhou wants to leave Chenyang, can I help you?"

"You...who are you? Say it quickly."

When Mo Yonghao heard their conversation, Zhou Yanwu and his wife and another middle-aged man changed color slightly, and Zhou Yanwu's eyes showed a faint murderous intent.

"Don't worry, I am also a patriotic student who hates the Japanese and traitors. You will never say what you just talked about. Moreover, I have a way to help you leave Chenyang."

Mo Yonghao tried his best to calm his tone, and sat down at the table without hesitation after he said it.

The three men looked at each other and looked at each other. Zhou Yanwu vaguely guessed something at this time, and the gun in his hand was still aimed at Mo Yonghao, and asked coldly: "Who are you and who sent you here?"

"Mr. Zhou, I just heard your conversation and hated the police chief Huang Hao to the core, and the people and students in Chenyang also hated him to the core. Since we have the same goals, why not do something big together?"

"You...who are you?" Zhou Yanwu's hand holding the gun was shaking slightly, but his wife breathed a sigh of relief.

Brother Chen then walked to the window and watched the movement outside vigilantly.

Mo Yonghao said lightly: "Mr. Zhou doesn't need to ask who I am. As long as Mr. Zhou does something for us, I can help Mr. Zhou's family leave Chenyang safely and go to Nanjing."

Zhou Yanwu quickly glanced at his wife, and there was a look of joy on Mrs. Zhou's face.

Mo Yonghao didn't know that the Zhou family had actually wanted to leave here for a long time, but Huang Hao was surveillance very tightly and had no choice. Mrs. Zhou was naturally happy to hear that she could leave.

Zhou Yanwu stared at Mo Yonghao tightly, guessing where this young man came from.

The underground party? Military Control Commission? Central Commission?

"Student Mo...you mean that you can take us to Nanjing as long as you do something for you, right?"

Mrs. Zhou asked cautiously, and could see that she was a little moved.

"Zi Yu, please stop interrupting my business." Zhou Yanwu suddenly shouted, aiming the black muzzle at Mo Yonghao, and then pulled the bolt.

Mo Yonghao observed his words and expressions, and knew that Zhou Yanwu and his wife were actually already moved, but they were not at ease with him. He immediately took out the handwriting of the General Command and handed it to Zhou Yanwu.

The note was written by Dai Li, the boss of the Military Control Commission, and promised that as long as Zhou Yanwu and his wife cooperated with them, the Military Control Commission would escort Zhou Yanwu's family to Nanjing and arrange work.

"It was Dai Li's handwriting..."

Now, Zhou Yanwu and his wife and brother Chen all opened their eyes wide in surprise and looked at Mo Yonghao.

Dai Li's name was still very powerful in the Northeast in 1935.

After a while, Zhou Yanwu and his wife looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, I promise you."
Chapter completed!