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Moreover, they were late, the Nazi attack had passed, and they had no chance to fight back.

Patricia couldn't stop muttering in her heart: "Canghao, Canghao, where are you!"

Patricia subconsciously thought that only Cang Hao could solve the current crisis, but she didn't know what Cang Hao was doing at this time.

The bald man ignored the police outside for the time being, stood in front of the residents on the left and right, and said with a smile: "Now let's continue to play the game just now...... Whoever is called Guderian, stand up immediately!"

No one spoke, and the bald man shook his head regretfully: "Perhaps, Guderian is not your real name but a code name, no matter who this Guderian is, I hope you can bravely admit your identity, otherwise watching so many innocent people die one by one because of you, don't you feel guilty in your conscience?" As he spoke, the bald man casually dragged a teenage boy over and put the muzzle of the gun against the boy's temple:" Now I'm going to start counting them, and if you don't stand up bravely, this boy will die because of you. ”

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, he really stood up alone, but it was not the bald man who wanted to find "Guderian", but Newscal.

Patricia prayed to God in her heart to let this Newskar never speak, but unfortunately, Patricia's wish was disappointed.

Newscal spoke: "Let go of that boy!"

The bald man looked at Newscal with interest: "Are you Guderian?"

"I'm not. Newscal said: "I don't care what grievances you have with Guderian, but it's not right for you to kill innocents indiscriminately like this!"

"You...... Say I'm not right?" the bald man pressed his forehead to Newskal: "Say what you just said again!"

Newscal said word for word: "I said you were a madman!"

When Patricia heard this, her heart sank: "This Newskar is the real madman!"

Cang Hao stared at letting himself protect Newscal, Patricia didn't dare to insult the mission, and hurriedly stood up to drag Newscal back.

The two athletes immediately rushed over and stopped Patricia, who could only shout helplessly, "Daddy, stop talking...... Say less!"

"No, let him say it......" The bald man smiled at Patricia, then squinted at Newscal, "You dare to say that I am crazy, no one has ever dared to say such a thing, do you know what that means?"

"I don't care what it means, you're really a madman!" Newscard pointed at the boy and said angrily, "Even if you want to kill someone, please don't hurt minors, I can come and take you hostage!"

"It's courageous. The bald man put the muzzle of his gun against Newscal's forehead: "Do you think that I really don't want to kill you because I am of German descent?"

Newscal stubbornly said, "You can kill me, but please let the other hostages go!"

When Patricia heard this, she felt that the sky was dark for a while: "Newscal is crazy......"

Patricia did everything in his power to save Newscal, even risking the Gestapo to identify him, but all of Patricia's efforts were in vain.

Newscal only wanted a few words to anger the bald man, who at this time no longer paid attention to the other residents, but only focused on Newscal: "I must remind you that I do not really do not kill German descendants, in fact there are quite a few Germans who have died at my hands." ”

Patricia smiled and said to the bald head, "I'm sorry...... He...... He doesn't speak much, please don't mind. ”

"No, I mind......," the bald man smiled, and told Patricia, "You'd better not talk now, and I'll talk to you alone when your father and I settle the matter." ”

The bald man's words revealed a sense of lewdness, and anyone could hear what he was going to do to Patricia.

Newscal once again warned the bald man: "Don't touch my daughter!"

The bald man smiled, walked up to Patricia, reached out and stroked the golden hair: "What beautiful hair...... Next, the bald man looked at Patricia carefully: "The eyes are also beautiful, dark blue pupils...... You know, a true Aryan should be like this, with golden hair and colored eyes, which are characteristic of the best races? ”

The Aryans were originally an ancient nomadic people living in the steppes of the Ural Mountains, but later migrated south to the subcontinent, where they became the ancestors of Indians and Iranians.

Aryan descendants have unique physical characteristics, however, during World War II, the Nazis defined blond, blue-eyed purebred Germans as Aryans.

They dismissed all other peoples as inferior, and only the Aryans were superior, and the Aryans were destined to rule the world.

The Germans, that is, the Germanic peoples, are somewhat related to the real "Aryans", but this blood relationship is far away. On the contrary, the Slavs, whom they regarded as an inferior people, were closer to the Aryan blood, including Poles, Russians, Belarusians, Ukrainians, etc., all of which had been massacrated by the Nazis.

From a historical and ethnological point of view, the Germans call themselves "Aryans" in fact, they are quite brain-dead, and neither Patricia nor Dr. Legermann will mention the word "Aryan".

However, the bald man spoke out, which proved even more that he was a crazy racist.

The bald man carefully admired Patricia's beauty, and suddenly was slightly stunned: "Wait a minute...... Have we met somewhere?"

Patricia was startled, worried that she would be recognized, and hurriedly replied, "No, we haven't met......"

"Really?" said the bald man with a smile, "But I think you look a little familiar!"

"I think your pickle girl routine is a little too old......" After a few gasps, Patricia said, "You might as well say that I look like your next girlfriend!"

"You have a lot of humor. The bald man smiled, suddenly grabbed one of Patricia's hairs, and then pulled it down hard.

It was just a hair, it didn't hurt much, Patricia didn't scream, just startled.

The bald man showed Newskar the hair, and then blew it in front of Newskar, blowing it away: "What did you just say? Let me not touch your daughter? I touch it now, what are you going to do?"

"Bastards, you bastards!" Newscal was so angry that his body trembled incessantly, and he wanted to scold him, but he really didn't know much about swearing, because he had been raised by a strict aristocratic education after all.

"You have to apologize now for what you just said, otherwise ......" The bald man slammed the muzzle of the gun hard: "I didn't kill you for the sake of your daughter's face!"

"I'm not going to apologize. Newscal was always indignant: "I will never apologize to the devil!"

"You say I'm a demon?" the bald man laughed, "I like that!"

Patricia was careful to say to the bald man, "Sir...... The police have surrounded you. ”

The bald man nodded: "I know, what are you talking about this?"

"Whatever you're going to do, you should hurry, and then we'll get out of here as if we'd never met......" Patricia said tentatively, "Don't you think you're wasting your time telling us this?"

"I don't think so. The bald man said very seriously: "What I have is time to waste on you, these policemen outside don't have the ability to do anything to us, of course, I still have to do what needs to be done, but you must not think that I don't have time to kill you all one by one!"

Patricia didn't know what else she could say, the bald man was a weirdo, not only brutal by nature, but also unreasonable.

It is from common sense that after all **** attacks, they will definitely race against time to achieve the set goals, but this bald man is always good.

Newscal rebuked resentfully, "Demon!"

"Yes, I'm a demon...... Bald put the gun down, no longer pointing at Newscal, and took two steps back. He glanced at Newscal, then at the other guests, and smiled coldly: "You probably don't know who I am, maybe you treat me as an ordinary ****, no, I'm not an ordinary ****." It seems that in this era, **** has something to do with the Middle East, but I have nothing to do with the Middle East, and all the nations of the Middle East seem to me to be inferior. I come from a very great and glorious people, the Aryan nation, and I don't know how many of you have read the history of the Second World War, when we were just a little close to conquering the whole world...... Yes, just a little bit closer, and we won. ”

Speaking of this, the bald voice became bitter, and his expression was a little sad: "Our Führer taught us that a great nation should lead the world and bring light to human civilization...... It's a pity that we failed, but we created a second chance for ourselves to make a comeback and make the world tremble again for the Aryan nation. But it's still a little bit closer, and we've failed again, all because of a damn British!"

Angered by the indiscriminate killing of innocent people by these Nazis, Newscal stood up and reprimanded them without much thought, until he heard this sentence and calmed down somewhat.

The bald so-called "damned British" is none other than Newskal's son Jason, who made the poison gas and died with the Nazis, no wonder these Nazis are so crazy, they have long been angry.

It is very regrettable that Newscal did not keep a low profile to avoid being noticed, but decided to live up to his son's will and continue to fight against the Nazis, and he almost raised his arms and shouted: "No matter if you have a third or fourth chance, the result is still a shameful failure, because your cause is built on the corpses of countless innocent people, and it is doomed to be impossible to succeed! Long live freedom! Down with the Nazis!"

Patricia almost cried, and lamented in her heart, "Mr. Newscal, you should say a few words...... Won't you die if you don't speak......"

Fortunately, the bald man ignored Neuscal this time, and continued to talk about his own theory: "It is God's decision that the Aryan nation will rule the world, and it will be fulfilled in the end, and it will not be hindered by anyone." If any of you try to stop this historical process, you will end up in pieces......" After taking a deep breath, the bald voice lowered, "However, I don't want to discuss this with you idiots for the time being, because I doubt that your IQ can understand. I have only one request now, and that is Guderian, you stand up for me right away, and let us solve everything face to face like men. ”

Patricia was again confused when she heard these words, and since the Nazi headquarters had been destroyed, the Nazis should be in a hurry to get revenge.

Patricia would not be surprised if the Nazis tried to find all the members of the Newskar family and kill them one by one.

However, this bald man doesn't seem to have much interest in "Newscard", and is bent on finding out "Guderian", and Patricia is very curious about who this Guderian is.

Patricia has been in hiding in the Nazi group for a short time, although she has never seen the true face of the Supreme Leader, but she also knows everything about the internal structure, organizational operations and several main leaders of the Nazi group.

Patricia desperately recalled all she knew about the Nazi group, but could not think of any single event or person that had anything to do with "Guderian".

Since these Nazis are crazy to find Guderian, it means that this person is extremely important, more important than revenge, so Patricia is even more puzzled by what kind of person Guderian is.

Obviously, "Guderian" was a huge threat to the Nazi group, even more so than Jason.

Jason destroyed the entire Nazi group, and the underwater pyramid that the Nazis painstakingly built became a huge gas chamber, and what would this Guderian do to do even more harm to the Nazi group.

The question mark in Patricia's mind grew bigger and bigger, but there was no answer to it, only despite the change.

The bald man shouted: "Guderian, where are you!"

The residents were completely stunned, and not a single one of them made a sound.

The bald head casually shot an elderly woman who was honestly squatting on the ground, and the body of the elderly woman lay on the ground, and all the occupants screamed in horror again.