"You bitch...!"

After walking in the maze for nearly half an hour, Ernst Rom, who still did not reach the small building, made a rude insult.

The ambassador in front of him smiled awkwardly. He endured Ernst Rom's rudeness, after all, their problems were caused by him now.

"This...ah...I...what the hell is going in!"

The bullying of the two people did not understand Chinese, and the ambassador of the Chinese Federation to Berlin cursed that it did not match his identity.

He tried his best to look at the spire of the pavilion not far away. For some reason, he felt that he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from that place.

Once, according to the planned plan, he had to hold Adolf Hitler's substitute and Ernst Rom firmly. But what he didn't expect was that the arrangements he arranged in the pavilion were not enough, but instead several people were completely lost here.

In fact, this is not the reason why Mr. Ambassador's memory ability is at all. It is because the flowerbeds of more than one person at the intersection have moved their locations, which has turned the originally correct road into a vicious cycle without exits.

This is because McLang used the radio to tell the base that he would only need more time.

Unlike Ernst Rohm's anger and the doubts of the Ambassador of the United Nations in Berlin, Adolf Hitler's substitute was full of energy and without any dissatisfaction.

"These people in the Chinese Federation have so many ideas. Just a maze can keep us all here without doing anything."

Thinking of this in my heart, I said something more confusing to make the plan arranged by Mike Lang more smoothly.

"Yes, Mr. Ambassador, if I remember correctly, we seem to have walked here!"

The ambassador of the Chinese Federation to Berlin looked innocent, and at least he would never have lost his way. This kind of thing would never happen to him, a smart man. The time he had just had just been rude enough for him to make up a lie.

"Sorry, Mr. Prime Minister, we did not expect that these distances would make you feel tired. You know, our Duke always likes these mazes. According to what he said, he is a smart person who can walk even if he comes. So..."

A lie easily stolen Tang Yunyang. And he was sure that the people in front of him would not express too much dissatisfaction with Tang Yunyang.

"And, you know that these flower beds are arranged in a very similar way, and of course there is no lack of instructions. If we observe carefully... Mr. Duke often says that these are harmless little games, and his closest friend Mr. Mike Lang probably thinks so!"

Perhaps the Ambassador's play was good, and a group of people continued to circle the maze formed by the flowerbed.

"Well, this bastard is probably scolding me! Well, I don't blame you. Anyway, you are about to die. I won't be as good as you!"

Mike Lang looked at them in the pavilion on the top of the building, especially the telescope in his hand aimed at Ernst Rom.

He didn't know German, but he could see from the other party's face that he got angry. He then threw down his telescope, sent an order from the pavilion pillar, hung up the phone.

"Please invite our guest Lingxiaoge here!"

He turned around and greeted his eyes were the other people sitting next to the stone table in the middle of the pavilion.

Around this time, Adolf Hitler and Hermann Goring had reached a certain agreement with Rudendolf on military matters. They were toasting Rudendolf with fragrant tea in cups.

Their agreement is divided into two parts, part of which is that the German Wehrmacht will be the only armed force in Germany. The SS will form a secret policeman, and the rest will become part of the German Wehrmacht armed force.

The SS will form a separate army and establish a comprehensive elite legion like "Thunder International". It will form a tactical cluster of tank divisions, heavy gear divisions, light gear divisions, and aviation corps, and become the top unit of the German Army.

Rudendolf did not show any more objections to this. After all, this was the suggestion from the real prime minister, and it was also the final "German Head of State" that their German Wehrmacht would be loyal to!

"Well, sirs, I think you've probably already talked about it. If that's the case, then my good show should probably start!"

The other two men said nothing as representatives of the army and Germany. Instead, Hermann Goring joked about his old friend.

"My dear Mr. Mike Lang, I didn't expect that you were still the tricky guy who hadn't met for so many years!"

These jokes reminded Mike Lang of his friendship with Hermann Goring in that dark and uncertain night in the dark forest.

"Is that so much bad ideas after I saw you! Hermann, my friend, I have to say it's all because of you!"

The laughter spread out on the Lingxiao Pavilion, as if there was no conspiracy or exchange of interests there. It was just some good friends who were having a very boring tea party on a leisurely afternoon.

Perhaps the fragrance of tea wafted too far, and the group of people who were still detouring in the maze finally couldn't walk anymore.

"Ah, my God is exhausted. If I see that bastard..."

Ernst Rohm's insults had completely ignored the face of the Chinese Ambassador to Berlin. The latter probably knew his fault and did not say a word about this matter.

With his head down, everyone couldn't see his expression clearly. But they all guessed in their hearts whether he was somewhat resentful towards that Mike Lang!

"I don't want to blame Mr. Mike Lang for his weird hobbies. Just prepare enough drinks for us later!"

Adolf Hitler's substitute, and at this time, the words of Ernst Rome became increasingly out of sync.

But in front of the ambassador of the Chinese Federation to Berlin, Ernst Rom had to hold back his anger. While holding back his anger, he looked at the other party with some vicious threats.

Adolf Hitler's substitute no longer had the same cringe as before. He greeted him with a peaceful look, but puzzled look.

"It's a irritation, and I'll let you understand what the consequences these things will bring!"

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The leader of the Crystal Palace Special Service Team, at this time, he was no longer wearing any combat clothes. The combined suit outlined his burly and strong body.

There was an anxious look on his face, as if he had been looking for these guests of Mr. McLang.

Not long after, they came to the Lingxiao Pavilion, which was sweating for and almost exhausted for. Although this building is not very tall, it is very magnificent, which reveals the beauty of Chinese classical architecture everywhere, which really makes people understand that it is really tall and lingxiao.

The spire seen from afar made Ernst Rom think it was just a small building. But when you see it close, there were layered white marble railings, which surrounded it with a reduced version of what looked like the Forbidden City, and it also looked like the Temple of Heaven.

As they took steps and looked back, Ernst Rohm's anger exploded further.

From here you can vaguely see the gate of the Duke's Mansion, but from here, it is now a road. Only by getting close to the gate can there be woods and flower beds that can block people's eyes.

But the winding paths that just made their legs and feet sore just now were secluded, and the small bridges and flowing water were the scenery in other directions.

If the gardens with Lingxiao Pavilion as the center are divided into four landscapes: spring, summer, autumn and winter, not only have different shapes, but their design ideas are even completely different. But just now, they turned around in the autumn scenery.

"Okay, you bastard, don't blame me for being ruthless."

At this time, Ernst Rom would not expose his fierceness to his face, but he had quietly opened the snap button on the pistol holster.

In the distance, you can only see the Lingxiao Pavilion with a spire that covers a large area, and even the hall on the first floor looks spacious and bright.

After a layer of tulle, the top of the stacked steps was probably the Duke's throne. Mike Lang, who was sitting there, had one hand on his ear, and seemed to be making a phone call.

"No matter what, I have to rescue my friend... Well... don't tell me any difficulties. As for the SS, I'm already contacting the Satan Eagle. As long as he nods, I believe that the 'Devil's Journey' can deal with him... As for that Ernst Rom, please rest assured, I will kill him, he can't get out of my Duke's Mansion..."

These words made Ernst Rom angry, and also made the ambassador of the Chinese Federation to Berlin confused, and even frightened the substitute of Adolf Hitler. He expressed his expression and speechless when he spoke.

"Well... Ernst Romge, this is a trap... I... what should we do!"

Ernst Rom is a soldier, and his SS officers would not sit and wait for death. As he drew his pistol and aimed his weapons at the Chinese Federal Ambassador to Berlin, the two of them raised their hands obediently when they were with the Crystal Palace secret service.

As if he was at a loss when facing Ernst Rom, who was really angry, they felt their dangers, and slowly retreated while raising their hands, as if they were so scared that they wanted to escape.

"You two are not allowed to move..."

Ernst Rom threatened the two of them, and while his men watched them, he raised the pistol in his hand.
Chapter completed!