Liang Pengfei didn't have to wait long, and soon, a group of Spanish soldiers carrying flags walked towards this side, led by Lieutenant Colonel Juan and his party, who had been sent by Young Master Liang to act as negotiating envoys.

"Dear Mr. Liang, we, the Governor, have decided to surrender to you." Lieutenant Colonel Juan first gave Liang Pengfei a deep salute, and then squeezed out the sentence from his throat full of bitterness.

"Then why didn't your Lord Governor of Luzon appear in front of me?" Liang Pengfei looked at the group of naval officers who bent down to him, and behind them, those Spanish Army soldiers looked indignant one by one, and seemed to feel extremely humiliated by surrendering to their pirates.

Juan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "We, the Governor, ask you to move to the Governor's Palace, and he will hand you a letter of surrender there." ”

"What?! Let our young master go to your governor's palace. Joke, are you reluctant to come to this point, and you don't even understand what our young master means by unconditional surrender? Bai Shusheng touched the mouse whiskers at the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

Lieutenant Colonel Juan wanted to open his mouth, but Zhang Xingba also stood up and stopped in front of Lieutenant Colonel Juan, his fierce and savage eyes swept over the officers and soldiers. "Don't say anything more, tell your Governor, let him come here and surrender to our young master."

"Mr. Liang......" Lieutenant Colonel Juan felt that he was simply a fucking disgrace and lost to his grandmother's house, first he was tied up and beaten by pirates, then he became a prisoner of war of Liang Pengfei, and then he was driven to be a messenger to persuade him to surrender, and now, he had to turn back and bear the spit and roar of Governor Marcelo.

Liang Pengfei sat on the shell box with his buttocks, resting his other leg on the body of a six-pounder gun, carefully wiping a snowy war knife, and said without raising his head, "Tell your governor, I will give him fifteen minutes, and after fifteen minutes, if I don't see His Excellency the governor come to the dock to present me with a surrender table, then all the Westerners on the island ......" Liang Pengfei didn't continue, stood up, and walked to a pole with the war knife that had been wiped clean, and stuck it on the dock, In front of the Spanish flag, which had been torn by artillery fire, the flag was torn like a rag, and the sword was waved in the wind, and the lightning flashed of the knife, and the sturdy wooden flagpole was broken.

Seeing the falling flag, Lieutenant Colonel Juan's heart was raised to his throat. Seeing Liang Pengfei's slanted gaze, it was cold and full of danger, like a fierce beast in the ancient wasteland, about to reveal its hideous minions.

"Understand, Mr. Liang, don't worry, I will definitely invite the Governor to come, please wait for a while." Lieutenant Colonel Juan no longer hesitated, he had seen Liang Pengfei's style of acting, as evidenced by the two battleships that were sunk at the bottom of the strait by the unconscionable cannon.

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Within fifteen minutes, Governor Marcello hurried to the docks, and saw the heavy weapons that were constantly being carried ashore, as well as the murderous warships, and the fierce and fearless pirates.

"Alfonso, bitch, how can you mess with such a bunch of people? You idiot, the humiliation I have suffered today is entirely caused by you. "Governor Marcello took care of his shirt with a reserved look, his eyes were level, his expression was calm, his toes were forward, and his weight was on his toes. The rhythm of the legs, the graceful aristocratic step, made Governor Marcello feel that the difference between himself and these Eastern barbarians was so great.

"What is this stupid bird with a giant clown wig doing?" Bai Shusheng stabbed Monk Chen beside him with a curious expression.

Monk Chen looked at Governor Marcelo's steps very seriously. "This guy might be worried about on the ground."

The conversation between the two was entirely in Spanish, and the Governor of Marcello did not keep his balance for a moment, and almost twisted his own foot and neck, and the pirates laughed merryly one by one.

Young Master Liang also leaned back with a smile, saying that your grandmother's two living treasures are really funny, and they are as bitter as two poisonous snakes spitting red letters.

Governor Marcello almost went crazy, he could not have imagined that his elegant, aristocratic gait would become a ...... in the eyes of these oriental pirates...... How can you laugh at a nobleman at will? Governor Marcello cried out indignantly.

The laughter faded away, and the vicious, blood-thirsty eyes all fell on Governor Marcello. Schadenfreude smiles vanished from their faces, replaced by brutal menacing faces.

"What do you say? Why can't we laugh at you, who the do you think you are?! A strong man with a strong black upper body stepped forward, the thick chest hair on his chest was as lush as a wilderness, the heavy smell of blood on his body made people faint, and the fierce and cruel gaze reminded Marcelo of the executioner in the square who specially cut off his head with an axe. Although his Spanish is very non-standard, it still makes these Spaniards understand the contempt and ridicule in his words.

A soldier of the Governor's Palace Guard, armed with a musket, bravely stepped forward. "He's the Governor of Luzon in the Kingdom of Spain, uh......" Before he could finish his sentence, the strong man's fist, whose chest hair was as lush as a weed, hooked his fist at the junction of his chest and abdomen.

He rolled to the ground, his musket aside, his hands on his chest and abdomen, his face turned purple, and yellowish bile flowed from the corners of his mouth, and as he rolled, his face was also smeared with a layer of wax.

Governor Marcello even heard the sound of broken ribs coming from the Spanish soldier's body. His anger and pride in being an aristocrat instantly retracted into his asshole, and fear was like a demon's claw, clung to the hem of his clothes.

The Spaniards who saw this scene were all stunned, and they all felt their stomachs twitch again, as if the punch had also hit their chest and abdomen.

"My God!" Governor Marcello grabbed his collar with both hands, and as soon as the scream came out, it instantly stuck back in his throat, because, before the other guards could move, countless fire handles had already been aimed at Governor Marcelo and his party, and the dense muzzle of Senleng was outrageous, even if they didn't need to aim and fire at will, Governor Marcelo and his party were absolutely sincere.

"Leader Zhang, please don't be angry, please don't be angry, we are here with the sincerity of surrender." Lieutenant Colonel Juan stubbornly raised his hands and walked up to the strong-chested man, pleading with a sad face.

Governor Marcello wriggled his mouth pitifully, without a trace of blood on his face, and his eyes were as pitiful as those of a wild dog about to be slain. He was really afraid that if one of these pirates' hands suddenly slipped, his little life would have to be scrapped.

"Okay, Xingba, don't make trouble, let them come over." Liang Pengfei, who was standing in the distance and looking at the scenery, turned around and said. Liang Pengfei was really not interested in humiliating such a fool who even showed off his noble appearance, not to mention that Young Master Liang was already a little eager to know how much loot these Spaniards could give him.

"Yes, young master, you still haven't gone over?!" Zhang Xingba glanced at the guards fiercely, this time, no one dared to compete with him with his eyes.

Governor Marcello walked up to Liang Pengfei, took off his hat, and bent his waist, as did the Spaniards behind him, who also bowed down to greet the occupant of the Spanish colony.

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Seeing Governor Marcello present a gold-sheathed sword studded with precious stones in both hands, which symbolized that the Spanish colonies had succumbed to his feet, the mood of Young Master Liang, who had been flowing with indignation and blood in his past and present lives, was really indescribably happy.

Playing with this luxurious Western-style bayonet, after listening to Governor Marcello's surrender speech, Liang Pengfei nodded with satisfaction. "Many, Mr. Marcelo, it seems that you have understood your mistakes, and have paid a terrible price for them."

"Yes, Your Excellency, you are our friend of Spain, and it is because of the incompetence and stupidity of that damned and reckless Colonel Alfonso that you should open fire on you, our friend of the Kingdom of Spain, and this is inexcusable." Governor Marcello grasped his role well, at least, he began to think from Liang Pengfei's point of view. This ideology fits well with his identity as a politician rather than a military man. Meanness, brazenness, and capriciousness are the words they speak for.

"I'm here to save the lives of the people and soldiers of this colony for the sake of the kingdom, and at the same time to save the lives of the soldiers who were captured." Marcelo also has his high-sounding mindset to cheer himself up.

"That's right, the mistakes he made really shouldn't be borne by the other Spaniards, and I couldn't agree with that, that's why I left the surnames of those prisoners of war." Liang Pengfei shook his chin meaningfully, the eleven Spanish naval officers all lowered their heads, Liang Pengfei's careless words really made them feel extremely humiliated.

With Liang Pengfei's order, a large number of pirates began to engage the Spanish soldiers in the defense area, and at the same time to confiscate all the weapons in their hands. And Governor Marcelo said goodbye to Liang Pengfei, he needed to rush back and raise a compensation that satisfied Liang Pengfei, and when he thought of the war reparations of millions of taels, Governor Marcelo's heart was as distressed as if he was being cut meat by a saw.

At this moment, suddenly, there was a crisp gunfire in the civilian neighborhood between the pier and the city of Manila, followed by several more gunshots, like firecrackers lit in the early hours of the morning...... －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

(To be continued)