After a busy day, Klose, deputy head of the headquarters of the German National Socialist Party, left the headquarters building and began to rush to his residence. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a period of disguise, he entered Willow Street, and then turned around and came to the open space by the river, where countless caravans were parked, forming a small camp, which was the temporary residence of the Gypsies who lived in Berlin.

It is well known that although Klose was the second man in the German National Socialist Party, he was also the only person in the German National Socialist Party who was not so good to the aliens, especially the Gypsies, and under his protection, in Berlin he was not a little better off than the other minorities.

Even the fanatical speakers, when they spoke, spontaneously and seldom mentioned these gypsies, under his suggestion.

Of course, he did all this for another reason, not only because the gypsies had rescued him when he was in trouble, but also because of a gentle gypsy girl, Mavis.

It was his most beautiful lover, a warm embrace when he was lonely, a haven of calm when he was hurt, and his lover......

So, even if he was busy, even if it inevitably attracted some gossip, he would come back here every day and come to his Mavis.

As usual, he lifted the curtain of the red and white caravan and stepped inside.

However, he was greeted not by the tender embrace of the familiar person, but by a few pairs of indifferent eyes.

Several strong men in black uniforms were sitting in the car, staring straight at him. And one of them, indeed, had his back to him, and looked at the bed in the back of the carriage, on which his Mavis was lying, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep, or ......

"Gendarmerie, is there anything you are looking for me?" asked Deputy Chief Klose, who did not flee from the road, but calmly walked into the carriage.

"Don't be nervous, she's fine, we're just here to talk to you about something. The gendarme, who had his back to him, turned his head and said with a smile: "As an old friend." ”

Seeing the face of the gendarme, Klose's face changed greatly, and his voice was full of unnatural panic: "Bei...... Aren't you, sir, dead?"

The gendarme was none other than Beckenbauer, the predecessor of the German National Socialist Party, the founder of the German Workers' Party!

"Of course not, I was just captured by the gendarmerie. Beckenbauer shrugged: "As you can see, I am now a glorious gendarme. ”

"You ......" Deputy Chief Klose couldn't accept it for a while, his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what to say.

"Well, Klose, don't you welcome an old friend when you see him?" said Beckenbauer with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Klose, the deputy head of the headquarters, slowly calmed down a little, and reluctantly said, "What do you mean by bringing so many people?"

"Of course, I'm going to talk to you about your party...... By the way, I also advise you to know that you are lost!" Beckenbauer's face suddenly became serious, his eyes looked straight at it, and with an invisible pressure, he shrouded Klose's body.

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Not far from Cuiliu Street, there is a slightly dilapidated block, most of the houses here are very old, dilapidated and leaky, and there are no longer a few tiles.

But in this Bo Hotel house, there is a Xiao Liu that looks particularly bright, the walls are very smooth, painted with white plaster, the windows are also brand new oak and glass, and even the small courtyard outside the house is planted with a lot of flowers, surrounded by green lawns and gravel paths.

This is Braun's house, the residence of Eva Braun, Minister of Finance of the German National Socialist Party, which has been renovated and renovated.

As usual, Miss Eva walked into this new and beautiful house with a box of small cakes at a cheerful pace.

"Gretel, I'm back, I bought you my favorite milk cake, I feel like it's going to eat it, it's not delicious when it's cold. As soon as she entered, she took off her shoes and called her sister's name.

However, her sister did not come downstairs and did not respond to her with any voice.

What's wrong? No, Gretel is not a kid who likes to run around, and at this time, she should definitely be at home.

With doubts, Miss Eva put down the cake box in her hand, took three steps and made two steps, and walked upstairs.

As soon as she opened her sister's room, Miss Eva's heart was half relieved, and her sister was lying on the bed, her little face flushed, but with the ups and downs of the quilt, it could be seen that she was just asleep.

"You're finally back. A voice sounded suddenly, startling Miss Eva.

Following the sound, I saw a middle-aged man dressed in black standing by the window on the other side of the room, and the voice was made by him.

As soon as she saw this person, Miss Eva was so excited that she almost screamed, and her legs were a little weak.

Of course she is not afraid of ordinary thieves, after all, she is also a person who has practiced two high-level martial arts, although her strength is not strong now, but it is still very easy to deal with a few thieves.

It's just that this person's identity is different!

The silver-white hair, the highest-class uniform of the gendarmerie, and the short cane with the silver eagle head, the martial arts did not reveal his identity.

He's Lord Silvereagle!

But, what are such big people doing at my house?

"Are you Eva Braun, the eldest daughter of the Braun family?" asked Lord Silvereagle.

"Yes, I don't know what the Lord Silver Eagle is doing with a sudden visit?" replied Miss Eva in front of her.

"Don't be afraid, I just wanted to ask you to do me a favor!" Lord Silver Eagle said seriously, his tone resolute and unquestionable.

Swallowing her saliva, Miss Eva then asked, "What's the problem?"

"I would like to invite you, this evening, to invite your Monsieur Adolphus over to your house. Lord Silver Eagle said, "Anyway, he often comes as a guest, doesn't he?"

"Hmm...... If you have something to do with Mr. Adolf, you can go directly to our headquarters. Miss Eva was puzzled.

"Of course I have my reasons, you just have to agree. The voice of Lord Silver Eagle was unquestionable: "As a reward,

"I would like to invite you, this evening, to invite your Monsieur Adolphus over to your house. Lord Silver Eagle said, "Anyway, he often comes as a guest, doesn't he?"

"Hmm...... If you have something to do with Mr. Adolf, you can go directly to our headquarters. Miss Eva was puzzled.

"Of course I have my reasons, you just have to agree. The voice of Lord Silver Eagle was unquestionable: "As a reward,

(To be continued.) )