It is a game, a big game designed by Wang Weiyi.!

Many people will be involved in this situation. Once they are involved, no one will be spared. Everyone must follow the direction designed by Wang Weiyi to the end.

Even the Wittgenstein family, the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family are all like this.

There is only one person sitting firmly on Diaoyutai:

Ernst.

Alexson.

Feng.

Bryme - Skeleton Baron!

Now, the curtain has slowly opened.

Every pre-designed person will jump into this big net.

The sun in the morning shone into the room. When Wang Weiyi went out, he saw the bright and charming Tatiana at first sight. Today's Tatiana was dressed in a black leather outfit, which was completely different from yesterday.

To be honest, this is a pretty girl who is quite easy to confuse men.

"Mr. Petergoff, you're getting up late." This is the first sentence Tatyana said.

"Ah, Miss Tatiyana, good morning." Wang Weiyi said politely: "When I was in the United States, I got up later than this."

"Are we going now?"

"Ah, of course."

As Tatiana came outside the hotel, Wang Weiyi did not see the car he picked up. He was a little confused: "Miss Tatiana, where is our car?"

"Car?" Tatiyana seemed very curious, and pointed across the road: "Our car is there."

Looking in the direction of her finger, Wang Weiyi showed a bitter smile on his face.

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Ah, he saw a car, and it was a expensive car.

It's just that it's a motorcycle, a BMW military R12 motorcycle produced by Germany during World War II. This is an antique car, but its performance is quite stable.

What's even more outrageous is that there was a hunting rifle inserted in the place where the front of the car was originally used to set up weapons.

"I specially asked someone to buy it from Germany before the war broke out." Tatiyana's tone showed off her to look at Wang Weiyi: "What, don't you dare to sit?"

"Ah, this is Russia, everything is up to the owner's will." Wang Weiyi thought for a while: "What makes me curious is who will drive this car?"

Tatiyana was even more curious: “Can you drive this kind of car?”

Will I drive? Wang Weiyi almost laughed. During World War II, he drove a BMW military motorcycle and I don’t know how many battlefields he had gone through.

"I think I can try it." Wang Weiyi said as if nothing had happened.

Tatiyana gave him the key skeptical. Wang Weiyi stepped onto the motorcycle: "Miss Tatiyana, am I lucky to invite you up?"

Tatiyanna got into the back seat and wrapped her arms around Wang Weiyi, which gave Wang Weiyi a different feeling: "Is the speed limit in Moscow?"

"You can drive as fast as you want!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the motorcycle had already started electric, and it was like a flash of lightning and it suddenly broke out from everyone's sight.

The motorcycle was driving very fast, and at this moment, Wang Weiyi seemed to have returned to the battlefield of World War II.

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From the European battlefield, North Africa battlefield, to the Soviet-German battlefield, you can see the brave German army's large-scale equipment of military motorcycles everywhere. Motorcycles have made great achievements for Germany.

Perhaps Tatyana never dreamed that the one who drove a German BMW motorcycle was the German Grand Marshal who commanded the German army!

The car was driving very fast, and it seemed like it was about to fly.

The driving skills of "Mr. Petergoff" made Tatyana, who has always liked motorcycles, feel inferior. However, what they bring is more passion and stimulation at speed.

Tatyana became more interested in Mr. Petergoff.

This young rich man was fierce and didn't expect that his driving skills were so good. How many unknown secrets did he have?

It seems that this motorcycle has privileges in Moscow, and no one dares to stop it wherever it passes. The police just watched the motorcycle whizz past their eyes.

"The Vasily Ascension Church is ahead, where we stop." Tatiyana shouted.

The motorcycle stopped quickly and steadily, when Wang Weiyi and Tatiyana got out of the car

He saw the Russian beauty's faces filled with uncontrollable excitement: "Mr. Petergov, where did you learn the technology of driving a motorcycle?"

"Ah, I've learned some in the past." Wang Weiyi said with a faint smile.

Tatyana did not ask too much and walked into the church with "Mr. Petergoff".

This is one of Moscow's very famous attractions, although Wang Weiyi could not imagine anything worth visiting in a church.

As soon as we entered here, Tatyana's voice became lighter: "Mr. Petrogov, everyone who comes to Moscow will always visit here. This church was built to commemorate a major historical event in the Russian state life in the mid-16th century - the conquest and the annexation of Kazan Khan. Later, a monk named Vasily practiced here and eventually died in the church. Legend has it that during the war, the Russian army received the help of eight saints.

The war was successfully carried out. To commemorate these eight saints, this church was built. The eight domes on the eight towers represent a saint, and the highest church crown in the middle symbolizes the supreme status of God. After the church was built, in order to ensure that the same church would not appear again, Ivan the Great cruelly carried the eyes of all the architects, and Ivan the Great was also guilty of "terror sand!

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Although he is not interested in any church, Wang Weiyi is still very willing to listen to Tatiyana's explanation:

"Russia was a country that was united in politics and religion before October riots. The Orthodox Church spared no effort in promoting the Tsar's political propositions. The Tsar used the invasion of neighboring countries such as Lithuania, Poland Catholic countries, Turkey, Iran Islamic countries and Mongolia, and later its external expansion, and the conquest of Kazan was also the same. Therefore, it can be said that conquering Kazan was not only a political and military victory, but also a religious victory. The establishment of the Vasily Ascension Church marked Moscow to become the religious and political center of Russia. It was a milestone for the Russian nation to break away from foreign rule, complete the great cause of unification, and then gradually become stronger, until it established a multi-ethnic centralized state...."

"I heard that there is a lot of wealth buried here?" Wang Weiyi couldn't help but ask.

In fact, compared to a church, Wang Weiyi is more willing to hear stories about treasures, otherwise Xiaoling would not have told him what he calls a "wealthy guy".

"Ah, you have also heard this legend... By the way, your family is Russian." Tatyana said solemnly: "Actually there is no wealth here, but in the 16th century, the basement of the church was used as a treasury. It is said that after two nobles knew about it, they decided to rob the treasure here in 1595. They plotted to set fire around the city to open the guards. Unfortunately, their plot failed, and the two were eventually executed... Now you can't find a ruble here."

Wang Weiyi was immediately disappointed, and he didn't even have wealth and had no interest in visiting.

However, he was not inconvenient to refuse Tatyana's kindness, and he barely accompanied the Russian beauties to visit every place that made Tatyana excited.

Gradually, more than a dozen tourists were slowly approaching here.

The feeling of danger suddenly surged into Wang Weiyi's heart.

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He had been born and died from the battlefield and had already had a natural instinctive reaction to danger.

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He put one hand on the handle of the gun, and the other held Tatiyana's hand.

"Mr. Petergov..." Tatiyana blushed, obviously she misunderstood Wang Weiyi's meaning.

Wang Weiyi didn't have time to explain anything to her, but dragged Tatiyana to retreat in a hurry to the door. However, his attempt was soon noticed by the "tourists".

A tourist's hand was in his arms, but at this moment, the gunshots rang out in advance, and the guy fell into a pool of blood without saying a word.

A pistol rolled down from his arms.
To be continued...