Unlimited Military Base

Freedom is never owned by what you want to have, no matter which country it is.

The French are fighting for the freedom they seek, for which they do not hesitate to sacrifice blood. But in fact, from the very beginning, they did not know who they were fighting for.

free? fair? democracy?

These are the easiest to inspire people to fight, but from another perspective, it is also the most empty and illusory thing. Everyone who fights for this does not know where these things are and when they will appear.

Of course, giving up on these things, at least the current situation has changed a lot. The collective defeat of the 51st and 52nd Panzer Corps of the French army caused a major turning point in the situation.

The chaotic French government now has no time to deal with the rioting citizens, and they have lost their support from the United States. Now they are more concerned about how to keep their lives and property.

President Katri and Prime Minister Sinnage are totally untrustworthy. They are now difficult to protect themselves. So, who should seek help? I don’t know when a gossip began to spread among these government officials: Go to Dewey Bank, where Mr. Moyol Wittgenstein will ensure their safety.

Many people have heard of the name of Mr. Moyol Wittgenstein, the head of the “Lion Fund”, but what is puzzling is that is there such a big skill in making financial investments? At this time, this is still worth trying. The Director of the Paris Personnel Bureau, Salam, is one of them.

On the afternoon of the Paris Uprising, the insurgents occupied a number of streets, and the unlucky Salam home lived in one of the streets. He remembered that in the afternoon, the family broke into more than a dozen uninvited guests. They announced that they would “require their house in the name of **.” When Salam’s wife protested, the singers told her righteously. :

“For the sake of **, this is the greatest honour for you, the corrupt people. I think if you don’t agree to the requirements of the outside, the blood on the gallows has not dried up for hundreds of years…”

The poor woman was frightened. She could only live in her own bedroom with her family, leaving the rude guys to destroy the house they had carefully cleaned up. . . . . . She tried to make a phone call with her husband. When I heard the news, the usual Salam was completely scared. . . . . .

How to do? How to do? His family is at risk anytime, anywhere. Going for help from the government? But now the government itself has been overwhelmed, and there is still time to manage his affairs as the Director of the Personnel Affairs Bureau. . . . . . Is it sitting there waiting? No, God knows what terrible things the violent thugs will do. . . . . .

Just when he was unable to do anything, someone gave him an idea to go to Dewey Bank to seek the help of Mr. Moyol Wittgenstein, maybe he could think of a solution.

Salam also had a large amount of deposits at Dewey Bank. At first he was not very convinced when he heard the news. Is it really a big force to do finance? However, he has no choice but to take the plunge.

When he went to Dewey Bank, he thought that the bank had closed, but he did not expect that the bank was brightly lit, and there were a large number of armed guards who were defending the guns with live ammunition. From time to time, there are insurgents passing by this bank, but no one dares to bother here. . . . . . And this has quickly increased Salam’s confidence. . . . . .

“I came to see Mr. Wittgenstein… Ah, I am the director of the Paris Personnel Bureau, Salam.” Salam said cautiously.

The guard at the door gave him a cold look: “Wait.” He didn’t seem to put the secretary in his eyes. . . . . . He picked up the phone and turned around after consulting the bank’s internal opinions: “Mr. Wittgenstein is waiting for you inside…”

Salam quickly stepped in. He first saw the Chairman of the Board of Directors of BNP Paribas, Rotini. Rotini greeted him enthusiastically: “Hey, Mr. Secretary, are you also looking for Mr. Wittgenstein?”

“Are you also coming to Mr. Wittgenstein?” This sentence stimulated Salam. It seems that many people have already visited Dewey Bank before.

“Ah, yes, Mr. Rotini, I am coming to Mr. Wittgenstein.” Salam said cautiously.

“So come in with me.” Rotini took him to an office, knocked the door gently, and then pushed the door open.

What surprised Salam was that he actually saw his colleague here, the director of the Paris Water Authority, Dietello, and the expression on his face looked very complicated, both happy and sad. It’s hard to imagine how these two expressions appear on the same person’s face. . . . . .

“Thank you, Mr. Wittgenstein.” Dietello said to Mr. Wei Weizhen, who was sitting behind the desk, “Thank you for your shelter from me and my family, goodbye.”

“Goodbye,” Wang Weizhen said coldly.

When Dieter saw Salam, he just nodded to him, then sighed and hurried away from here. . . . . .

Salam couldn’t imagine what happened to Director Ditlo. He came to the desk carefully: “Hello, Mr. Wittgenstein, I am the director of the Paris Personnel Bureau, Salam.”

“Sao Ma, please sit down.” Wang Weizhen still said so coldly: “Do you have anything to come to me?”

“Yes, I have had some troubles.” Salam said with courage: “Some of the tyrants rushed into my home, occupied my house, and even kidnapped my family. I don’t know. What should I do? Everyone knows that I am an honest person. They told me that I can seek help here… Mr. Wittgenstein, I beg you to help me.”

“You are an honest man?” Wang Weizhen smiled. “According to the things I know, your reputation in Paris is not good… you always like to use the power in your hands to extort those who want to be in Paris. The foreigner who settled… Ah, I heard that I even went to bed with a foreign woman. Although she has a husband, she has to endure such humiliation in order to settle in Paris. But you How did you do it? You let this poor woman stay with you as your long-term plaything, and the police officer of the Personnel Bureau took her husband and drove him out of Paris. The poor woman arrived. I still don’t know that her husband is no longer in Paris…”

Salam is pale, and he has no idea how Mr. Wittgenstein knows about these things. . . . . .

“Well, that’s your personal business. I don’t have the interest to manage that much.” Wang Weizhen said faintly: “Your family has been kidnapped by the people? Your house has also been occupied? I certainly have a way. Help you solve these things, but the premise is how much you are willing to pay…”

Salam’s heart rose to hope, and it seems that all those outside are true. . . . . . He thought for a moment: “Mr. Wittgenstein, I am willing to take 20,000 francs to be your reward.”

“Remuneration? I don’t need to pay, 20,000 francs?” Wang Weizhen snorted softly in his nose: “Director Salam, you can now leave from my office.”

“Wait, wait,” Salam said quickly. “How much do you need?”

“Let’s see how much deposit you have at Dewey Bank…” Wang Weizhen looked at it carefully and then looked up and said, “What surprised me is that you actually have 620 at Dewey Bank. 10,000 francs deposit? Ah, this is a huge number. The director of a personnel affairs bureau, where did you get the money?”

“That was my savings for so many years… Mr. Wittgenstein.” Salam said with the sweat on his forehead.

“I don’t have any interest in the source of this money.” Wang Weizhen smiled. “But it allows me to make a rough assessment of you. Ah, now I have a price. Director Salam, If you are willing to sign your name on a contract and promise to automatically abandon all deposits at Dewey Bank, then I will try to rescue your family.”

Salam is completely stunned and automatically gives up all the deposits at Dewey Bank? Crazy, Mr. Wittgenstein must be crazy. If you promise this, then you are crazy.

“That is 6.2 million francs!” Salam shouted loudly: “No, no, Mr. Wittgenstein, I will never promise such a request!”

“Calm, Director Salam.” Wang Weizhen interrupted the other person’s words: “No one will force you to do this. We are doing business, we are not robbers. You know, we want to save your family. And let those who leave the house, we also have to pay a lot of money, are these funds coming out of us? Those who are getting close to the state of control, the longer the time drags, the less I know them What will be done? 6.2 million francs? That is the guarantee of your family’s life!”

“No, no, this is really too much.” Salam murmured, then he seemed to be pleading there: “I beg you, Mr. Wittgenstein, 1 million, I am willing to come up with 100. Wanlai!”

“All, 6.2 million francs!” Wang Weizhen’s voice has no room for bargaining: “This is not just saving your family’s life, it’s saving your own life. Mr. Salam, I miss you. Can look at this thing.”

He pushed a piece of information to Salam’s face, and Salam took a look and saw his face completely changed.

This is a list made by the “National Interim Parliament”, which lists some senior government officials who must be severely punished after the victory of the **, and his name is in it.

He can fully imagine what kind of treatment he will suffer. It is entirely conceivable how the devotees will treat themselves with sin and sinfulness. It is entirely possible to imagine the terrible things that are about to happen.

God, what do the ** people want to do?

“You will be sent to the guillotine, the director of Salam, exactly the same as all the terrible things that all officials encountered in the great 1789.” Wang Weizhen sneered and said: “And, you have nowhere. I can go, the whole of Paris has been blocked, and no one in Paris can shelter you except me. Is it 6.2 million francs, or will you and your family be sent to the guillotine? Director Salam, my time Very precious, I don’t have much energy to bargain with you here!”

A statement voluntarily giving up all of Dewey’s bank’s property was placed in front of Director Salam. . . . . .

Is it 6.2 million francs, or do you want your family to be sent to the guillotine? The words of Mr. Wittgenstein are constantly echoing in the ears of Director Salam. . . . . . He looked up at Mr. Wittgenstein and found that this person seemed to be a demonic horror in his eyes. . . . . .

He shuddered and picked up the pen, trembling and signed his name on the statement. . . . . . When he put down the pen, he suddenly felt that he was so sad. He had worked hard for so long. As a result, all the property had completely become others, and he had nothing left.

Wang Weizhen looked at the statement and smiled with satisfaction. Then he took a long-written document and handed it to Salam: “With this document, go to your home, and the life of you and your family can now Get guaranteed, and those people will soon leave your house.”

Now, Salam fully understands the meaning of the expression on Mr. Dietello’s face when he came in. . . . . . I exchanged my life savings for such a talisman. . . . . .

“It’s another one, is it?” Looking at Salam’s lost soul, Rotini said with a smile: “We have seen more than a dozen people, and the wealth of Dewey Bank is rapidly increasing. Moyol Sir, you are such a genius. You have planned this from the beginning.”

“Yeah, I have planned everything from the beginning.” Wang Weizhen said faintly: “Is the wealth of Dewey Bank increasing rapidly? Ah, maybe. Mr. Rotini, we have to discuss it now. Your question is over.”

“My problem? What is wrong with me?” Rotini stayed there.

Wang Weizhen clicked on the list that he had seen for Salam: “Have you noticed, the 125th name on this list, is it you, Mr. Rotini?”

Rotini never read the list completely. Under the reminder of Mr. Moyol, he trembled and looked at the list. For a moment, his face was so pale. Yes, the 125th name of the list is exactly what you wrote!

“These damn thugs!” Rotini cursed, then barely smiled: “You will protect me, are you? My respected Mr. Moyol.”

“Of course I want to protect you, you are my most effective assistant.” Wang Weizhen smiled awkwardly: “But this involves a problem, just as I said to the director of Salam, to be with those ** Dealing with people requires a lot of money, everyone has to pay, no one can be an exception. Then, Mr. Rotini, what are you going to pay?”

Rotini was completely there.

Mr. Rotini, what are you going to pay for?

At this time, Rotini suddenly remembered a French proverb: “Working with lions, although it seems that the lion will help you a lot, but one day you will be eaten by the lion sooner or later.”

One day, sooner or later you will be eaten by the lion. lion? Lion Fund? Rotini suddenly thought of the “lion fund.” Did “Mr. Moyol” have heard this French proverb? Is this “lion fund” already suggesting something?

“You, what price do you want me to pay?” Rotini’s whole person is in a crash.

He saw with his own eyes that more than a dozen people lost all their property, and this is the most unbearable thing for him.

“Why are you afraid, Mr. Rotini,” Wang Weizhen said with a smile: “You are my best assistant anyway, you are always different from them. You can keep most of yours.” Property, but you also need to sign a statement and some legal documents now, you will unconditionally transfer Dewey Bank to the Lion Fund, and the reward will be that you can guarantee the life of you and your family, of course, Have your family property.”

Rotini didn’t know what to do. Will you give up your most half-hearted blood to others? No, this is really terrible. He never thought about such a terrible thing.

“I – this is not my own decision, and other members of the board.” Rotini said dying.

“These things don’t take you to worry about.” Wang Weizhen stood up and moved his muscles: “All you have to do is sign your own name in this statement and these legal documents. As for other board members? Ah, I think I will handle these things well. Mr. Rotini, I will go out for two hours, I hope I can see what I want to see before I come back.”

Instead of paying attention to Rotini, he walked out slowly. Outside, Dodo is already waiting for him.

“Baron Alexson, the bad guys are all punished, are they?” Dodoan said excitedly.

“All the bad guys will be punished.” Wang Weizhen replied with a smile: “And now it’s time for the good guy to get compensation!”

“Where are we going now?”

“Go to tell those good people that they have not been abandoned by fate!” (To be continued. Please search h astronomical W, the novel is better updated faster!)