My best student!

I hope he can serve you!"

Gustav turned around and introduced his most proud disciple.

"Hello, Your Majesty the Duke!" Lapshberg stretched out his hand humbly.

You can tell from the name that this guy is a Hebrew.

In Prussia, nine out of ten people named Berg are Hebrews.

There is another one who was born to a Hebrew who intermarried with a Prussian and is a half-blood Hebrew.

"Oh, hello!" Duke Winter, immersed in happiness, stretched out his hand to shake Lapshburger's hand.

Suddenly, Duke Winter felt as if his hand was clamped by iron pliers.

While he was dazed, he saw La Pushberg's stern eyes.

"What are you doing? Lapshburger!" Gustav looked at his best student in surprise.

"Go to God, Winter!"

Lapshburger's other hand fiercely pressed the switch hidden in his sleeve.

"boom……!"

A huge explosion sounded.

In everyone's horrified eyes, Duke Winter and the old Gustav were blown away more than ten meters.

And that Lapshburger was blown to pieces.

The head was connected to half of the shoulder and flew directly into the crowd.

People fled in panic, and the guards stood there like idiots for a few seconds, and then swarmed towards Duke Winter.

Duke Winter, whose face was covered in blood, was lying on the cement floor.

His legs were twitching unconsciously, and a large pool of water stains was spreading under his body.

Blood continued to pour out of the mouth, nose, and ears.

As for the body, I don’t know how many wounds there are.

There's still a piece of Lapshburger's intestines stuck to one side of his face!

The guard's hand trembled and touched Duke Winter's neck!

The arteries are still moving!

"The Duke is still alive. Hurry, get on the carriage and take him to the hospital. Take him to the hospital!"

"You can't lift him. If your ribs are broken, lifting him like this will hurt your internal organs." The guards were about to lift the man, but were stopped by the captain of the guard.

"What should we do?"

"Tear down the door panel. Take off the door panel." The captain of the guard looked around and spotted the small door next to the auditorium.

Like bandits, the guards removed the door panel and put Duke Winter on top.

The carriage carried the seriously injured Duke Winter and rushed all the way to the hospital.

No one thought that Duke Winter had just started his journey to the top of power, but it would stop like this.

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Adolf and Kong Tingxun were sitting in a house in Munich.

Kong Tingxun just sat down and took two puffs of cigarette. He had to stand up again and walked around the house like a donkey.

"Hi……!

Hans!

No matter what, once things start, there is no turning back.

Now, we do nothing but pray to God."

Adolf looked at Kong Tingxun who was restless and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

After all, this Oriental is still immature.

But that's okay, young people are always easily manipulated.

Choosing him is far better than choosing those tough old fritters.

"I also know that walking here won't change anything. But I just want to leave and can't stop!

Damn, we should be in Berlin right now.

In this way, we can take first-hand control of things."

"Hans!

We cannot be in Berlin, because everyone in Berlin will be suspected of being the mastermind behind this incident.

What we have to do now is to minimize our suspicion.

Lapshberger is my most loyal follower.

He is also among the highest group of people who follow me. His mother is a Hebrew and his father is a pure Germanic.

He had often resented the fact that he was half-Hebrew, but now we gave him a chance to prove his heritage.

From now on, his name will be recorded in the history of Prussia... no, the history of Greater Germany.

After our cleansing, he will become a hero of the empire and a pioneer in resisting tyranny.

He will have a statue, a street named after him, or a warship, airship or something.

Anyway, he died a worthy death.

Everyone has their own pursuits. Don’t you also want to pursue and realize your own life value and join us?

Mr. Hans!

We will succeed, we will!"

At first he seemed to be speaking to Kong Tingxun, but in the last sentence Kong Tingxun seriously doubted that he was speaking to himself.

When things have reached this point, there is no room for recovery.

Everything can only move forward.

"Dang Dang Dang!" There was a knock on the door.

Kong Tingxun reached into his arms and grabbed the handle of the revolver.

The moment his finger was on the trigger, Adolf spoke: "Come in!"

The door opened, and in came Adolf's deputy, Rudolf.

Hess.

Kong Tingxun stood up straight. He must have received first-hand news from Berlin.

"What's going on?" Adolf's voice trembled slightly.

"Telegram from Berlin." Rudolf.

Hess handed over a telegram.

Adolf's fingers were trembling a little. He flipped through the telegram twice but did not open it.

"Hans!" Adolf's eyes stayed on the telegram. "We succeeded."

"Succeeded?" Kong Tingxun's eyes widened.

"Yes, we succeeded.

At three-thirty in the afternoon, Duke Winter was assassinated at the University of Berlin.

The murderer died on the spot, and the Duke was seriously injured.

Half an hour after being sent to the hospital..., he died!"

Although he was talking about a sad incident, Adolf's tone was filled with excitement.

"We succeeded!" Kong Tingxun murmured to himself. He did not expect that things would go so smoothly.

"We succeeded!" Adolf hugged Kong Tingxun excitedly and kissed Kong Tingxun on the face.

"Hahaha!" At this time, Adolf was as excited as a child, jumping up and down in the room.

"Mr. Chairman, we should start the next phase of the plan." Rudolf.

Hess reminded.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!

We are going to start the next phase of our plan and arrange an airship for us to go to Berlin immediately.

Me, and... Mr. Hans."
To be continued...