Yang Cheng was too lazy to drive at night, so he kept Andrew to help drive, and the rest rushed home to rest.

In the spacious and quiet Maybach, Yang Cheng turned his head and asked, "Who are you going to meet? In a car accident? Was someone hit?"

Yang Sen smiled, "To be precise, he hit someone and didn't hide from him. He was seriously injured."

He paused, "Actually, you know this person too. Do you still remember that when he was a child, an uncle with a beard often hugged you?"

Yang Cheng frowned and thought for a long time, with a vague impression, but he couldn't remember it clearly. "I have an impression, but it was too small at that time and I couldn't remember it at all."

"Yes, his name is Ma Wu, and everyone outside calls him Ma Wu. He followed your grandfather back then. Although he didn't have long, he helped our family a lot. Later, he retired due to family reasons, and gradually there was no news."

"Is he having sex with grandpa? Is he a thug?"

Yang Sen hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "It doesn't count. It seems that he has no clear position and can do anything. He is indeed good at it. He is said to have mastered a martial arts school in China.

It’s a serious skill, not a sensation that is now used to bluff people.”

Yang Cheng nodded. Now the domestic evaluation of martial arts is mixed, and the reputation is damaged because of some scum.

However, from the Republic of China to the War of Resistance Against Japan, many real masters emerged among the people, all of whom were disciples of great sects who were hidden in the world. They eventually devoted themselves to the battlefield and the few surviving people were eventually missing.

If Master Ma is really a master, then he must be the successor of a surviving master, and I don’t know why he fled to the United States.

The young Yang Cheng couldn't figure out the historical problems, and of course he wouldn't doubt those who were truly capable.

What's more, Master Ma Wu is kind to his family and deserves his respect.

When they arrived at the Lower Town Hospital, they happened to catch a wave of emergency services. Several ambulances roared by, and doctors and nurses pushed out the injured from the car. One of them had a knife in his stomach, which was obvious that he was injured in a fight.

The father and son avoided the busy crowd, went straight into the side door, took the elevator upstairs, and met Ma Wu Ye outside a double ward.

Yang Sen walked forward a few steps, showing anxiety, "Fifth Master, why are you out?"

Master Ma Wu was leaning on a crutch, looking haggard, and was wrapped in a thick bandage in his hospital gown. Seeing that he was just out, Yang Sen was caught up with him.

"Oh, Asen is you. Please come to the night. I'm fine, don't worry." Master Ma Wu smiled a little reluctantly, but he still stood up straight, as if proving that what he said was true.

Yang Sen supported Ma Wu and smiled, "You are polite to me? How is your injury? Is it serious? Why would I arrange for you to go to the Presbyterian Hospital? The conditions there are better."

Master Ma Wu waved his hand, "No need to worry, stop here, it's not a big deal, just a few broken ribs, and the damn slut suddenly rushed out and I couldn't react so much that I ran into it."

He paused, looked at Yang Cheng for a moment and was stunned, then asked, "Is this kid you?"

"It's my son, named Yang Cheng, I'll take it here for you to see."

Master Ma Wu fell into a memory, "Yang Cheng, I remembered that good boy, he is so old now, I remember holding him when I was a child."

Yang Cheng hurried over to say hello, but the name was a bit embarrassing and didn't know what to call it. He should call it grandpa by seniority, but his dad called it his nickname.

As if he saw Yang Cheng's entanglement, Master Ma Wu smiled and said, "Child, my name is Ma Wu. People outside give face and call Master Wu. Don't think too much, we are a family."

If you say so, Yang Cheng knows what to call, "Grandpa Ma~"

Ma Wu was very happy, smiling and his face was full of pleats, "Okay, I'm old, and there are people calling me grandpa, okay~"

Yang Sen smiled with relief, "From the future, Yang Cheng will be your grandson, just like a kiss. If you have any questions, just call me, don't be polite."

Yang Cheng also said with the flow, "Yes, Grandpa Ma, I will leave you a phone number later. No matter what happens in the future, just call me, as long as I am in New York, you can get there any time."

Ma Wu waved his hand, "I, an old man, don't have that kind of thing, my grandfather appreciates your kindness."

After saying that, it seemed that I could not hold on after standing for a long time. With Yang Sen's support, I sat on the chair in the corridor, took a few breaths of effort, and said to Yang Sen, "I was the one who made a car accident notified you, right?"

Ma Wu should be talking about his son.

Yang Sen nodded awkwardly, "Thanks to Brother Sheng, why don't I know yet? You always have the same thing. Why don't you notify me directly if you happen to such a big thing? If you can't believe me, can I still believe me?"

A layer of anger appeared on Ma Wu's face. He didn't listen to Yang Sen's words at all. He cursed on his own, "Bastard, he's so embarrassed to call you?"

Yang Cheng didn't know what conflicts Ma Wu had with his son. It seemed quite serious and could not be resolved in one sentence or two sentences.

"Brother Sheng still misses you, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to come and take care of you as soon as possible."

Ma Wu was even more angry, "Don't mention that bastard to me. I have been a Chinese nation all my life. When I get old, I actually taught a traitor."

Yang Sen also sat down, feeling embarrassed. His original intention was to persuade him, but the more he persuaded him, the more angry he became. Can this work?

After thinking about it, he said, "Brother Sheng is pretty good, and he is stationed in RB. Isn't it considered to be a blessing for you? Didn't you say that you would go to the land of RB one day to see where you can raise such a group of beasts?

Now Brother Sheng has fulfilled his wish for you. He uses his power, but he has bullied Little RB a lot."

Yang Cheng gradually had a guess in his mind. Could it be that Ma Wu's son joined the US military? He is still stationed in RB with the troops? It sounds like his position is not low, otherwise how can he bully RB?

Ma Wu sighed deeply, "I also know that Ma Sheng had no choice but to join the army, but I just couldn't swallow this. I didn't let him lack food and clothing, right? Why bother to go to the American army to serve?

It's fine now in peacetime. Once something happens in the future, will he point the gun at his own people?"

Yang Sen advised again, "Fifth Master, think about it for Brother Sheng. He is now the squadron leader of the Seals. Even if he wants to retreat, the Navy Command will not agree."

Ma Wu opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything after all, and shook his head powerlessly, "Forget it, Asen, you don't need to persuade him. It's okay, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I'm old and can't care about that much."

Yang Cheng secretly stumbled his tongue when he heard it. It turned out that he had entered the seal and was still the squadron leader. You must know that there were only eight squadrons in the seal, Niu Pi!
Chapter completed!