"In our most difficult times, the omnipotent Baron continued to bring us strong confidence. At one point I thought we could not guard Ibor until the reinforcements arrived, but then I realized that we were wrong and nothing was something that the Baron could not do."

Former Boredenburg Commando Captain Scheller, December 1965, Ibor.

Ernst when Ibor needed help the most.

Marshal Bileme led the Skeleton Division to appear on the battlefield.

He told everyone in a miraculous way that the war was not over yet, and the war had just begun.

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France, December 1965.

"Will, why are you so anxious to call me here? You know, I am not as young as I am, and I can go wherever I can think of it." Pippendu, former president of Margot Wine.

Xigang walked in.

In the spacious office, the president of Paris Montego, France, is still energetic. He has a huge sales network throughout Europe and the United States, and Will has countless wealth.

Tinland's face was so serious: "Pippendu, my friend, do you believe in miracles?"

"That depends on what kind of miracle it is." Pippendu, who had no idea of ​​his good friend's intention, shrugged: "If I can fight with two beauties at night now, then such a miracle can happen to me."

This not-so-funny joke didn't make Will smile: "So, what if a person who had previously thought that he was no longer in this world suddenly appeared?"

Pippendu was stunned, and then his face changed drastically: "No, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! He, he cannot appear, it is impossible!"

The former president of the world's number one winery, the old man who is still under his control until today, has actually trembled.

"Many miracles always happen to him. We have witnessed it countless times..." Will could hear the excitement trying hard to control his emotions: "My friend at Allied Command told me that he is back, and he is really back again!"

"When danger comes to Germany, I-will come back." Pippendu murmured: "How is this possible? How can he actually come back?"

"Pippendu, do you find it difficult to accept that he comes back?" Will said lightly: "Did you forget his help to us? Have you forgotten why we are today? Have you forgotten who provided us with funds when we need it most?"

"No, I never forgot!" Pippendu raised his voice: "Will, do you think I am an ungrateful person? Do you think I will betray my friend? Do you think I will forget his kindness? In France, even in such a serious situation, I still meet him at my winery. I wait for his return every day. What I have not forgotten is that he owns half of the shares, whether it is Margot or Montegao."

"He cares about the money." Seeing that his old friend had not changed, Will smiled with confidence: "What he needs most now is to mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized to give him help."

Pippendu nodded: "So what should we do?"

"I think we can use that amount of money in advance..." Will slowly expressed his thoughts: "We have friends who speak in governments all over the world, which is very important to him. Pippendu, can you still do long-distance travel, travel around various countries, and do something for him?"

"Of course, my body is as strong as it used to be." Pippendu's answer was not hesitant at all: "I think my first destination will be Italians. Italians are always easier to deal with.

Moreover, Margot’s new store in Italy is about to open, which is a good hidden place.”

"Then I will stay in France for the time being and lobby for the powerful and powerful figures in the French government." Will looked serious: "From now on, our secret fund can finally be officially launched!"

Pippendu nodded: "No one knows this secret fund, no one knows how huge it is. After so many years, every year we have taken out part of the profits and invested in the fund, and the fund has its own operation, which can bring a lot of wealth every year. Now we can return all of this to him."

"No, we will never pay what we owe him." Will said this and picked up the phone: "Pearce? Come to my office right away."

That was his son, Pierce, the executive president of Mengtejiao.

Tinland.

"I decided to hand over all Mengtejiao's rights to Pierce."

When Pierce heard his father say this, he was a little confused. What happened to his father? He is still very healthy, why did he suddenly give the rights to himself without any warning?

"I will hold a board meeting tomorrow and announce it." Will has made up his mind: "I know you are a very capable person. Under your control, Meng Tejiao will surely burst into vitality. Don't let my expectations down."

"Ah, yes, father." Pierce said in a daze: "What about you?"

"I will devote all my energy to a very important thing." Will said calmly: "I have been waiting for this day for so many years. I am very lucky to be able to do these things in my lifetime. Pierce! To what extent Wu Mengtejiao has developed, don't forget that Mengtejiao is not! It belongs to the Tingland family."

"Of course I will not forget that Baron Alexand owns half of our shares..." At this point, Pierce seemed to suddenly think of something: "Father, are you going to do what you want to do..."

"Pearce, remember, we are doing the right thing." Will interrupted his son with a smile: "You have many friends, and I hope you can use their power. Do you remember the stories I always told you when you were a kid?"

"Of course I remember, and I will never forget it."

Pierce vowed that he would not forget the stories his father told him.

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At that time, my father was just a small tailor and was conscripted and joined the army with Pippendu.

Xigang became a prisoner of the Germans together. But fortunately, they met the Skeleton Baron.

The Skeleton Baron helped them realize their dreams and made them a wealthy person with great wealth. Over the years, his father and Pippendu have never forgotten to miss the Baron.

Could it be that those rumors are true? Did the Baron really return to Germany?

Perhaps because of his father's influence, Pierce was one of the Baron's admirers since childhood. He regretted that he could not witness the Baron's heroic posture with his own eyes. But now, if the rumors are true, maybe this regret of his own could be realized.

He could even imagine what kind of mood he would feel when the Baron walked into Mengtejiao's headquarters.

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United States, December 1965.

"Mr. Elliott, the intelligence has been confirmed, the Baron has returned and led the Skeleton Division to achieve a new victory."

“Are you exact?”

“Very exact.”

"Here I'm back, the Baron is really back."

Elliot stood up and stood in front of him and found that Mr. Elliot's body was trembling slightly.

Will this leader, who has terrible funds but is as low-key as Mrs. Hermione, actually do such a move?

"Can we buy a state in the United States the wealth we have?" Elliot asked suddenly.

"Of course, our wealth is not something anyone can imagine." Paris's tone was proud: "And, our abilities are far more than that."

Elliot smiled: "But do you remember who the Wittgenstein family's wealth belongs to?"

"I always remember that it belongs to Baron Alexander." Paris said respectfully: "We are just the manager of Baron's wealth."

"Yes, we are just the manager of Baron's Wealth." Elliot's face turned up: "Now that the Baron has returned, I am ready to return the Wittgenstein family to the Baron anytime and anywhere. But before that we have to do something."

He paused, and said word by word: "Start the 'New York League,!"

Paris gasped and started the "New York League"?

Previously, the US regime was simply controlled by two groups: the Hornets and ours. However, another more powerful organization appeared:

That is the "New York League", Ernst.

The "New York Alliance" created by Breme.

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It was in 1942 that Morgan and Rockefeller decided to formally reach an alliance with Baron Alexanderson. If the Wittgenstein family was included, this was the famous "New York League".

Ernst.

The four families of Bryme, Morgan, Rockefeller, and Wittgenstein have huge and terrifying wealth. They are united together to shake the economy of any country and to control the lifeline of any country.

Once the news of their alliance comes out, it will be enough to make the whole world tremble.

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To be continued...