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"Mr. Moyol" not only recognized this marshal, but also wanted to bring him out what kind of identity he was like?

Despite such doubts in his heart, Capone did not ask.

"You will know who I am in the future." Wang Weiyi seemed to see the other party's thoughts: "And the efforts of you and your companions will not be in vain, you will receive my reward. But before that, transferring Marshal Korkork's family will not allow any mistakes."

"Yes, Mr. Moyol." Capone replied respectfully.

Wang Weiyi paused there: "In addition to this matter, I also require you to figure out all the life rules of the Grand Duke of Beerstoka and his son Ilia in the shortest time. Where they are used to going, their usual courses of action must be clearly handed over to my hands."

"Everything is what you want, Mr. Moyol."

"Give Elliot a call." Wang Weiyi continued: "Let him send a completely trusted geological survey team to Moscow as soon as possible, and it is best that there is an internationally renowned geological expert. And this geological expert must be able to completely obey me. Tell Elliot that I don't care what method he uses."

Although he didn't know what "Mr. Moyol" was going to do, Capone quickly agreed.

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When leaving "Mr. Moyol", Capone guessed the true identity of "Mr. Moyol" like anyone with curiosity.

Who can make Mr. Elliot, the head of the Wittgenstein family, obey him so much? Who can make Marshal Kolkork willingly take a risk?

Mr. Elliot and Marshal Korkoroc were one in the United States and the other in Germany, and there was no intersection between the two at all. But "Mr. Moyol" had the same majesty before them.

Who can do this?

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A person's name suddenly popped up in Capone's heart.

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Oh. No, no, this is unlikely. If it were him, it would be too shocking.

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But nothing is impossible.

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When I was very young, I had heard this person's name countless times, and of course, his constant adventures.

It is said that this person often likes to go deep into the heart of the enemy and then make various magical actions.

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But if "Mr. Moyol" is really that person, then this will be a glory that I will never forget in my life.

I have fought side by side with this person.

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"Ah, my dear Ronanova, why didn't you tell us earlier if you recognize such a big rich man?" said Milosevic, the Marquis of Andyak, with a flattering look on his face.

This was simply a miracle. When they asked the Grand Duke for money but were at a loss and Ronanova actually sent them a large sum of money in time.

This can solve their urgent needs.

Natalia, the Marquis of Rukhlia, thought the same way.

The relationship between her and her sister is quite good, especially since they have experienced the hardships of the United States together.

As for Rononova's husband, Marquis of Perejas, Hmelitsky was very unhappy. He was not worried that his wife would cuckold himself if she recognized a rich man. The only reason for him was that his wife should not share such a large sum of money to others.

That should belong entirely to them.

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Ronanova said nothing, but asked her brother-in-law, who was responsible for the driver, to arrive at the designated location, and then let them all get out of the car.!

This is a long-destroyed church, and it is also very desolate around it. Khmelitsky was a little confused: "Why should we bring us to this broken place?"

"Look, Mr. Perejas, rich people always have all kinds of bad habits. Maybe he is a very low-key person and doesn't want more people to see it?" Milosevic continued to say in a flattering tone.

He was an impatient person, and even had a fierce quarrel with the Grand Duke of Beerstoka for this and almost lost his life, but in the face of reality, he had to bow his head.

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"Come with me and know why you are brought here." Ronanova said silently, and then walked into the church first.

Wang Weiyi had been waiting there for a long time.

"Dear sir, it's a great honor to see you." Milosevic and Khmelitsky walked towards the rich man unwillingly.

"You, I really want to see you somewhere..." Natalia said hesitantly after seeing the man's face clearly.

"Of course, we did see Natalia." Wang Weiyi said with a smile: "But when you were in the United States, you were very troubled. I remember giving you 10,000 US dollars to help you through the difficulties."

"Baron Alexander!" Natalia exclaimed suddenly.

"Barl Alexson? Which Baron Alexson?" Milosevic asked inexplicably.

Wang Weiyi smiled faintly: "Marquis de Andyak Marquis Pereias, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Baron Alexanderson, Ernst Alexanderson von Breme."

"Enst Alexand von Breme?" Milosevic murmured the name, and suddenly his face changed drastically: "You are the Baron of Skeleton!"

"Yes, many people call me that."

Milosevic and Khmelitsky took a step back at the same time, and Milosevic then shouted loudly: "Enemma, you are the enemy! The enemy of Russia!"
To be continued...