Imperial Overlord

The tangled Li Le suddenly remembered a famous "hero" character written by Jin Yong: Lin Pingzhi...

When Lin Pingzhi faced the swordsmanship for warding off evil spirits, did he also face Li Le's current entanglement?

If you want to practice magic, swing your sword from the palace. This short sentence with an inexplicable sense of joy makes the current Li Le feel a little dumbfounded.

Looking at the lunch that the waiter brought in just now, with those emerald green leaves and yellow potatoes, Li Le completely lost his appetite.

However, it was the tableware placed on the side of the plate that made him unable to take his eyes off-the silver knife, it really looked like some kind of purification instrument.

Cut it... It's always better than losing your life. Although there is only one egg, but after all, I can still be the head of state...

Li Le persuaded himself in his heart, stretched out his hand and hesitated whether to be the first traverser from the palace.

Holding the table knife in his hand, he suddenly thought of a fatal question: how can he explain to others that he is covered in blood?

Moreover, there is an extra **** egg in your hand, which is also not easy to deal with... Do you have to eat your own egg?

Thinking of this, Li Le directly threw the scalpel, er, the table knife on the table, and forced himself to continue to think of other ways.

Unexpectedly, it would be so difficult to make a choice when a book of swordsmanship to ward off evil was really placed in front of him.

Li Le, who had lost the knife, sighed, and then a more joyous sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: "If you don't go to the palace, you can succeed."

This is a great irony, making Li Le feel how stupid it is to think about self-harm here.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not very reliable.

First of all, it is whether everyone will believe his explanation. When the Führer himself hurts himself, and it is a special part, it becomes an inevitable trend to arouse more people's suspicion.

At that time, it was not Himmler who doubted him, but the whole high-level empire began to doubt him—this is definitely not good news.

After getting along with all kinds of people in the past few days, Li Le found that none of these people who can hold high positions is stupid.

Dealing with these smart people, the only thing Li Le can rely on is the tiger skin of the head of state.

Once the effect of his tiger skin is reduced, it will not only be the present Himmler, but three hundred or even four hundred Himmlers will appear.

"I can't do this..." Li Le shook his head, and finally kicked the thought of practicing the sunflower collection out of his mind.

When someone else crosses over to be the head of state, the rising star of the National Defense Forces will worship Natou, the mass production of new weapons, and maybe there is a good thing like a base crossing gate.

In the end, when it was his turn to travel, he was forced by a large group of cunning subordinates to almost cut his own egg with a dining knife and eat it himself.

Li Le felt the deep malice of the author who made him travel, and he felt that he must owe the author a lot of money.

It's a pity that even though he was full of malice, Li Le still tried his best to survive.

As the saying goes, if a dog is in a hurry, it will jump over a wall, and if a rabbit is in a hurry, it will bite.

If Li Le was in a hurry, what would he do?

He was completely furious, feeling that everyone in this world was full of malice towards him.

He felt aggrieved. As a German fan, he wanted to use his golden fingers to lead Germany to victory, but a group of high-level German idiots were trying to stop him from saving Germany.

"I'm the head of state! I'm the head of state of the Third Reich! You actually treat me as a puppet, as a dough you can squeeze at will?" Li Le patted the table and shouted loudly.

Then he rang the electric bell for calling, and when Mi Shi walked into the house, he immediately commanded, "Mi Shi, do you have someone you trust?"

"My head of state, your guards are the most loyal soldiers. They are willing to die for you at any time!" Mi Shi raised his chin and answered Li Le's question.

"Very good! I suddenly remembered something, and I need you to arrange for someone to do it." Li Le sat in his chair, at this moment he was fierce like a leopard.

It was also at this time, Lord Fuhrer, that Mi Shi felt the familiar ruthlessness.

The head of state has been so peaceful these few days, so peaceful that the entire Prime Minister's Office felt a little unbelievable.

The man who used to growl and lose his temper at every turn has now become knowledgeable and peaceful.

The current head of state can convince the other party without a long speech. Although he also has a meeting with engineers and technicians all morning, it leaves people with a different feeling.

In the past few days, Misch even began to wonder whether he made a mistake in his judgment that night, and the man in front of him was a fake and shoddy product.

But when Li Le was forced to go berserk by the disturbed reality, Mi Shi instead gave up his idea - this is the head of state, the real head of state.

"When I was organizing a movement in Munich, I was arrested and imprisoned." Li Le stared at Misch, his tone was full of resentment: "Someone made up a lie and tried to frame me."

A pair of eagle-like eyes can make people feel very uncomfortable. The Führer's sharp eyes, emitting a cold light, made Mi Shi feel like a prey.

"Burn all the records about me in the prison, the executor can't read the contents, and at the same time... kill the doctor named Joseph Stein Brin." Without hesitation, Li Le gave the order.

He was betting, using his time-travel career as a bet. If he fails, he will die in the empire he once loved.

If he succeeds, then things will develop in a favorable direction. At least he has proved that he still has a group of followers by his side.

"Now, there are some people in the SS who are trying to collude with this doctor who spread rumors and use his lies to overthrow me. This is treason, this is a coup!" Li Le said, the more angry he felt, and his voice even went out of tune.

"They used the assassination in Paris to make a fuss, trying to frame me as a fake Führer. Then they got rid of me in a big way and stole the victory of the German people!"

"This is a betrayal of me as well as a betrayal of the German people! Think about what they will do to you? My dear Misch... They will say that you are negligent, and even frame you as a false leader of mine!"

"So I can't believe there are other people in the SS Gestapo. I can only let you arrange this. Is there any difficulty?" After Li Le finished speaking, he looked at his bodyguard.

If the other party chooses to believe him and carry out his task, then it is possible to cover up the truth of some things forever.

But if the other party doesn't believe him, or is incapable of carrying out the mission he deployed, then his days as the head of state will come to an end.

Hearing just now that the Fuhrer asked him to arrange a killer, Mi Shi was a little reluctant. After all, he was the Führer's bodyguard, not a killer like the Gestapo.

But then the Fuhrer's explanation made him realize the seriousness of the problem. He had to take action and do something for himself and the Fuhrer.

As for other things that Li Le said, Mi Shi of course maintained a neutral attitude. Especially when there is a dispute between the Führer and the SS, he can hide as far as a small **** can.

But the Führer said something in Mi Shi's heart, that the group of people moved the Führer, and in the process of the fake show, he would be a "pool fish" who was "affected".

At that time, in order to perform the trick beautifully and successfully, he will also be implicated, or even killed.

Really at that time, the head of state in front of him has already been defeated, who will explain it to him?

So, for Misch, at least in this matter, whether it is true or false, he is not a spectator, but an important foil role in the drama.

"Yes! I will personally arrange reliable personnel to remove the target." Mi Shi nodded and agreed to the order. He felt that it would be better for others to keep their mouths shut than to keep their mouths shut forever.

He also had to live by~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Because if one day the Führer was really proven to be a fake, he would not be punished more for such an extra crime.

If the person who tried him had the heart to deal with him, he would do nothing and be hanged because of the Fuhrer's assassination; if the other party did not want him to die, the extra charges could also be counted on the head of the fake Fuhrer.

Thinking of this, Misch seems to have found a way of survival that belongs to him.

All he needs to do is pretend he doesn't know anything, and then resolutely implement the Führer's order.

"Also, arrange staff at my personal dentist. If anyone tries to kidnap him, you will do it! No matter whether you live or die, kill them all! Destroy all the evidence that these people forged!" Li Le added more when he saw the other party agree. some chips.

Mi Shi stood at attention again and said, "Yes! I'll make arrangements now!"

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Almost at the same time, Himmler also made up his mind.

He has just investigated and found out that after the Fuhrer's riot in the beer hall, the Fuhrer was imprisoned in a Bavarian prison.

When imprisoned, the head of state must undergo a medical examination. Although the medical examination may be cancelled due to his special status, it is still possible to leave some records.

So he ordered to his subordinates: "You, call Munich immediately... Arrange manpower to control all those who know the secret of the Führer."

"Yes! I'll do it now!" The subordinate was very efficient. After walking out of Himmler's office, he went to call the SS branch deployed in Bavaria.

"Hello? Branch? I'm Colonel Rahm from the headquarters. I have something to tell you to do. Yes, it's an old rule, no recording is allowed. Listen carefully!" Holding the microphone, he began to explain Sim. Lay's order.