Leaving Cuiliu Street, Zhang Ang followed Adolf to Fountain Square to observe his day's work. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, they did not walk together, but separated by a distance, one after the other, as if they were passers-by who did not know each other, Zhang Ang followed and changed a new appearance, because it was still young, and he did not want to enter the sight of the gendarmerie.

After all, it is too dangerous to go to the forefront, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss, and if you hide behind the scenes, there is at least a buffer space to protect yourself.

Fountain Square is a large square, in the center of the square is a tall statue of the goddess, it is said that whenever there is a grand celebration of the festival, the statue of the goddess will hold a kettle will spew out a fountain several feet high, very spectacular.

Below the statue of the goddess is a huge pond with crystal clear water and occasional fish swimming underneath.

Outside the fountain pool, there was a wide square, and before noon, Zhang Ang saw that many people were walking in the square, or gathering together to talk about something, there were commoners and nobles, men, women and children. It's a great place to give a presentation.

Going down the square, there are several steps that are not high or low, and under the steps, there are roads that extend in all directions, and the roads are full of people and horses, very lively, you can see the delicate carriages of the noble ladies, and you can also see the wide wagons stacked with high goods.

Zhang Ang looked at Adolf not far away, waiting for him to show off his oratorical talents, however, he did not walk up to the fountain square, but looked a little hesitant.

Zhang Ang looked into his line of sight, but found a group of people, about a dozen, most of them young and strong young men, they were standing under the fountain with red eyes and looking around, as if they were looking for something.

Sure enough, Adolf, who was wearing a straight military uniform, was still too obvious, and they discovered it at once, and after a greeting, the group of people rushed towards Adolf in a frenzy.

Zhang Ang opened the Eye of Data and swept it roughly, then put his mind at ease again. These people are not masters, most of them are ordinary people who are a little stronger, only two of them have internal strength, and they are only at the level of formal samurai, and they do not pose any threat to Adolf at all.

However, Adolf didn't destroy them as Zhang Ang thought, and broke their arms and legs with three punches and two kicks, but turned around and ran before they chased after him!

What's the situation? Is it because it's hard to do anything in front of the public? Or do you have any scruples? If you don't want to hurt people's lives, you can just knock people unconscious.

However, Adolf chose to escape, running through the endless streets, running into the alleys, and in a very short time, he disappeared from Zhang Ang's field of vision with the gang.

Isn't it almost noon now?

With a depressed mood, Zhang Ang walked to the fountain square and asked a crowd of melon-eaters who had been watching the excitement: "What's going on, why are these people chasing you mustachioed soldiers?"

"Well, you don't know that, it's all the moustache man's doing. The crowd sighed with emotion: "That was yesterday's thing, yesterday at noon, the mustache gave a speech here, I don't know what the speech was, anyway, there were quite a lot of people listening, and then I don't know how, this mustache set off a riot!"

"How is it possible!" Zhang Ang retorted pretending not to know, "Does the gendarmerie care?"

"Oh, you're done, of course the gendarmerie is in charge, but where is it so fast, those brainless people have done something wrong!" the crowd continued, "They beat a Jewish child to death!"

"Alas, the boy was only in his early tens, and they beat him to death. Later, of course, the mustache ran away, but how could the Jewish child's family give up so easily? first they went to the gendarmerie, and then they called relatives and friends all over the streets to look for the mustache. How united the Jews were, nearly a hundred people came at once, but when it was curfew at night, no one was found. I'm still looking for it today, this mustache is really bold and not afraid of death, and now he is running over to give a speech, isn't this just a catch for them. ”

"Well, okay......" Zhang Ang also sorted out the ins and outs, and was a little speechless for a while.

Sure enough, there is still an organization, and this kind of work that is destined to offend people is not so easy to do.

There was no way, Zhang Ang had to go home, return to the small bungalow where the two lived, and wait for Adolf to return.

It wasn't until the sun went down and it was getting dark that Zhang Ang saw Adolf again.

He looked very embarrassed, his clothes were disheveled, his military uniform was as uneven as rubbed paper, even the buttons had been pulled off, his hair was messy, there were many indescribable stains on his body, he exuded an unpleasant smell, and his expression was very depressed, as if he had been hit hard.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Ang was a little puzzled: "This is like this, there are masters in those Jews?"

"Don't ask, let me be quiet for a while. Adolf's voice was hoarse.

"There's a meeting in the evening, you can't go like this. Zhang Ang was not soft-hearted: "Anyway, let's sort out the instrument first." ”

Dirty and smelly clothes were stripped off, and hot water and towels were ready in the bathroom.

Driving Adolf into the bathroom, Zhang Ang pressed against the door and continued to ask, "What happened today? I don't think these Jews are difficult to deal with, you are like this?"

There was silence in the bathroom for a long time before Adolf's deep voice came out: "Alas, some things can be solved by force, and some things can't...... In short, this matter has been resolved. ”

No, everything can be solved by force, and if it can't be solved, it must be because your force is not strong enough!

Zhang Ang wanted to say this, but what he said was: "It's good that you understand it yourself, you will be the leader of a party in the future, and you can't be like this again." ”

There was still silence in the bathroom, and it was a long time before Adolf's voice came faintly: "You say, what is wrong with our path?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ang said, puzzled.

"Why do you want to go against those aliens?" Adolf said with some helplessness in his tone, "Isn't there a better way?"

"Because there's no other way. Zhang Ang replied quickly: "If there were, I wouldn't choose such a way." There may be other ways, but I think that no matter what way you choose, you will have to sacrifice. ”

"I'm not afraid of sacrifice, it's just ......" Adolf was silent for a while: "It's just a little unbearable......"

"In an era like this, someone has to sacrifice, whether he is innocent or not, without labor pains, he can't welcome change!" Zhang Ang was categorical: "All you can do is choose, choose to sacrifice yourself, or, to sacrifice others!"

"Choose......" Adolf's voice fell silent again.

"Don't think about it so much. Zhang Ang didn't want this silence to continue, and continued to give Adolf mental guidance: "We can't even save ourselves, why do we still want to save others? As long as you are strong enough, you have a chance to make up for it." For example, those Jews, aren't they wandering peoples? Don't they want to build a state? That's very simple, when you are in power, when we are strong enough in Germany, we can completely lay down a territory, support them to build a country, and let them recuperate, isn't it much better than living in a fixed place and sending people under the fence like now?"

"But......" Adolf's voice was still a little weak.

"There's nothing but! I know you're having mercy! Those aliens, they're also weak, so you have pity on them!" Zhang Ang didn't give him a chance to be weak at all: "But mercy must be qualified! Only the strong have the right to have mercy and pursue that little bit of spiritual satisfaction! And for the weak, your mercy will only make you lose more and make you die faster!"

"Okay, I see. The bathroom fell silent again, and for a long time: "I will not have mercy any more!"

Willow Street, a corner of the gypsy camp, near the river, is heavily guarded.

A group of more than a dozen people gathered around the campfire, silent, waiting for something.

Finally, someone couldn't help it and broke the silence.

"Minister Klose, do you really believe those two people? and cooperate with the gendarmerie? This is simply a tiger skin!"

"Yes, the gendarmerie would like to wipe us out, so that it is possible to support us, and Lord 'Silver Eagle', such a big man, it is impossible to pay attention to a small party like us. Another man came up to help.

"Although his strength may indeed be as strong as you say, as our leader, it is not just the strength of martial arts. He is not our old man, and the affairs of Bernau are not clear, so you really agree to make him the leader of such a man whose identity is unknown and who is cruel and easy to kill?"

"Yes, look, he hasn't come yet, I'm afraid he's not contacting the gendarmerie to wipe us out, I see, it's still ......" The other man was a little timid when he read the book.

"I'm not afraid of the gendarmerie encirclement. A young man sat on the ground with a big grin: "But this leader, I still like people who know the roots and are trustworthy, Brother Klose, if you are the leader, I will not say a word, my hands and feet express my approval, but this person of unknown origin, I don't agree." ”

"Yes, this guy is not a person who does big things at first glance, and he has changed the name of the organization, and he wants to cooperate with the gendarmerie, no matter how you look at it, it is very unreliable. Another female member also voiced her opinion.

"Forget it, let's wait a little longer. Deputy Minister Klose did wave his hand: "We are not a compulsory organization, when he comes, if you really don't want to join, you can just quit the party at that time." ”

......

After a while, a few nightingales chirped in the distance.

People are coming!

Everyone was in good spirits, turned their heads, and looked not far away.

In the direct misty night, two slowly walked over, and the one in front of him, with a mustache, a strong figure, a serious complexion, although the clothes were simple, but very oppressive. Behind him was also an ordinary-looking young man, who also looked very ordinary and inconspicuous, and the two of them stood together, he was more like a follower, a servant and the like.

The mustache stood still in the crowd and looked around, his eyes sharp, as if he was remembering everyone's appearance.

Then he said directly: "Okay, it seems that there are so many people, let me introduce myself first, my name is Adolf, Adolf Hitler, I am Germanic, and my hometown is Austria." Previously worked in the Bernu branch. ”

After a pause, he continued: "I have gathered you here today to discuss with you that our organization can emerge on the right path, grow and thrive, surpass the messy and incompetent parties, and finally achieve our conceptual goals. ”

"Then you might as well tell me, why do we want to listen to you?" said a young man who looked very grinning, "and you are so assured that you are absolutely right about the way you say?"

"Well, that's a good question, that's a discussion. Adolf exclaimed: "First question, why do you want to listen to me? I am from an unknown background, and I am a newcomer with no roots, and everyone is not familiar with me, so it is understandable that they do not want to listen to me. ”

His voice suddenly amplified: "However, you have no choice! Only I can put an end to your days of hiding in Tibet every day! Only I can lead our organization to develop and grow again! Only I can make you stronger! You can only choose me!"

The young man swallowed, and reluctantly said, "What you say, is that? ”

"First of all, we will have a brand new party in the city! a party that belongs to the 'Silver Eagle' and is protected by the 'Silver Eagle'!" Adolf said solemnly: "In this way, we don't have to be afraid of those gendarmes, we can go out into the sun, go to the eyes, go to the propaganda, and recruit new members!"

"Secondly, I will make you stronger, the strength here refers to the strength of martial arts!"

"What?martial arts strength?"

"What do you mean by this?"

"How do you make us stronger?"

......

For a moment, questions came flooding back.

Adolf said directly: "Yes, whether a party is strong or not depends not on how many people it has and how good at giving speeches and propaganda, but on how many powerful martial arts powerhouses it has!

"So, you need to be stronger!"

"How do you get stronger? I heard that you have good boxing skills, did you guide us? Or are you from the gendarmerie?"

"Of course it won't be so troublesome, I'm the leader, the party leader, I'm so busy, where can I have time to guide you?" Adolf denied his opinion and said, "I will directly issue some martial arts cheats, and you can just practice them yourself." ”

"Martial arts cheats?" The young man's expression suddenly fell: "What did I think it was, we Berlin are not the countryside of your Bernau, we people, who doesn't have one or two martial arts at hand?"

"Of course it won't be those ordinary road goods. Adolf laughed: "By the way, you, yes, that's you, what kind of martial arts did you learn?"

"I'm learning the knife technique!" The grinning young man pulled out the long knife behind his back: "It's a family heirloom knife technique!"

"Oh, that's it......" Adolf stretched out his voice, "I don't know, are you interested in top-level sword techniques, or top-level sword techniques?"

(To be continued.) )