"Peng'er looks at you." Liang Yuanxia commanded Liang Pengfei, went straight to a chair and sat down, picked up a big cigarette pouch and smoked it, seeing Liang Pengfei couldn't help but swallow his saliva, so familiar with the smell of smoke, when he thought of the future generations of China and the red panda, Liang Pengfei felt that his throat was itching.

"Gentlemen, who among you is in the lead?" Liang Pengfei, who put aside his distractions, spoke fluent English with one mouth, and the interpreter who came forward to translate for Liang Pengfei almost bit his tongue and looked at Liang Pengfei with round eyes, as if he had heard the news that the yellow-faced woman with whistle teeth in his home would actually steal people.

Liang Yuanxia's mouth was grinning widely, and he didn't close it for a long time, even Lu Yuan, who had a poker face, was surprised, and the musket in his hand almost went off.

Instead, Monk Guangchen shook his head and looked at the young master with admiration. "The young master is really capable, and what he says is really smooth." Bai Shusheng, who knew a little bit of Yiwen, touched the sparse rat whiskers on his lips and sighed like this.

"I, I'm the captain of the Condon, Sir George Comley, how can you do that to a nobleman." The Englishman who was hanging on the bulkhead shouted hoarsely and looked at Liang Pengfei. Liang Pengfei almost laughed out loud when he saw this guy's embarrassed appearance, this guy's eyes were as black as China's national treasures.

"Oh? English aristocrats? Liang Pengfei grinned, British aristocrat? He really knew a few, but at the beginning he dealt with a lot of British salesmen, and continued the British paparazzi's paparazzi surname, they told themselves a lot of secret anecdotes about the British aristocracy, many nobles in the daytime like gentlemen, and at night dressed themselves like hellish demons smoking, smoking, asshole each other.

Imperialist capitalism is worthy of being the poisonous weed of mankind, or is it better to be socialist. Liang Pengfei thought maliciously.

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"We really shouldn't treat a nobleman, bald guy, and put him down and give him a drink." Liang Pengfei's eyes showed a sense of pity, like a pastor who wants to confess to a dying patient. And the interpreter has now stood by Liang Daguan's side, translating Liang Pengfei's dialogue with the British for Liang Yuanxia, who is not very proficient in foreign languages.

Soon, Captain George, who had no ability to resist and seemed to have broken two ribs, was tied to a chair by the bald guy, and after pouring a bowl of water, he seemed to have recovered a little energy, and nodded to Liang Pengfei with a blue eye: "Your Excellency, are you willing to agree to our conditions?" There was a hint of ease and joy in his tone.

However, Liang Pengfei didn't let him get his wish, Liang Pengfei shook his head, and went straight to find a stool and sat opposite Captain George: "No, no, no, you will be wrong, dear Mr. Captain, I like honest people, unfortunately, you didn't tell the truth, so I can't agree to your conditions." ”

Captain George breathed slightly, and his eyes flickered: "I never thought that the Qing Dynasty people could speak English so well, sir, you are the first." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm running out of time, don't talk nonsense with me, tell me what your purpose is in this area for three days."

"Sir, I told you that we are just a bunch of pirates." George, who was tied to the chair, was still stubborn. Liang Pengfei laughed angrily: "Very good, dear Mr. Sir, do you know that we have an old saying in China, you can't see a coffin, you don't lose your eyes." Liang Pengfei's eyes were like a poisonous snake spitting red letters, which made George shiver. Sir, don't you want money? Three thousand gold coins, that's a lot of money. ”

"I've heard that your Western operas are very famous, and there are some special singers in them who have high-pitched voices that make the soprano feel ashamed, right?" The smile on Liang Pengfei's face looked like a wolf grandmother with her tail exposed.

"I think sir, you're talking about eunuch singers, it's amazing, I can't imagine that sir, you actually know about opera?" Captain George, who had broken his face and had a pair of panda eyes, was very surprised. He is willing to continue to delay with Liang Pengfei, and it is best to win the favor of this Chinese pirate who is familiar with Western culture, so that he can save his surname.

"Hehe, yes, I wonder if you gentlemen are interested in forming a huge opera troupe of eunuch singers?" Liang Pengfei laughed, and the bad taste in his heart seemed to have found an outlet point.

After Liang Yuanxia heard the interpreter who wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and stammered to translate the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but be happy, and stroked his thick beard and gave Liang Pengfei a thumbs up: "Good idea, Lao Tzu really hasn't seen the Xiyi eunuch." ”

The British were all pale and looked like a bunch of chickens about to be disemboweled.

"Devil, you can't do this, we are soldiers of the British Empire." Captain George screamed as if someone had a musket stabbed in the ass.

"Oh......" Liang Pengfei deliberately lengthened his voice. Are you soldiers of the British Empire? Tut-tut, didn't you just say you were pirates, Captain? How to become a soldier in the blink of an eye, a dishonest person, must be punished. ”

Liang Pengfei turned his head and glanced at Monk Chen, who smiled innocently, strode into the crowd and dragged out an Englishman, and dragged him towards another cabin, the man struggled to curse and even cry, Monk Chen still had a smile on his face, as if he was about to be a kind father who was about to make a meal for his children.

After a short period of effort, the cursing and crying in it paused in an instant, followed by a miserable scream like a wolf's howl, and then there was no more breath, Monk Chen walked out like a nobody, although there was not much expression on his face, but the newly splashed blood stains on his face made his appearance extremely hideous.

"From now on, every time I ask you, if your answer makes me think you're lying, then one of your companions will join the newly created Eunuch Singers Opera Company. What are you doing here? Liang Pengfei, who had long been accustomed to seeing this kind of scene in his previous life, had a face as hard as iron, and his voice was as cold as if it had been mixed with the ice in the depths of Antarctica.

"You're going to hell." Sir George Comley cursed with great resentment.

"Wrong answer, Iron Pillar." Liang Pengfei tilted his head, and Monk Chen walked towards the Brits, who were huddled together, like a butcher who walked into a pigsty to pick fat pigs.

"You can't do that." Sir George Comley screamed, struggling. "Don't be too anxious, there are more than twenty of them here, and you still have a lot of opportunities, I promise to let you walk through that hatch last." With a smile on his face, Liang Pengfei calmly waited for another cabin to hear another scream.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the son is stronger than Lao Tzu." Liang Yuanxia wiped the cold sweat that came out of his forehead, and he was quite relieved in his heart, this is the descendant of the old Liang family, a little stronger than he was back then.

"Dear sir, I am a soft-hearted man, and if you can be honest, perhaps, a glass of wine and a plate of steak is the way of conversation for the aristocracy. It's a pity that you let me down. ”

Hearing the translation of the recitation, Liang Daguan was relieved: "It is worthy of being my son, and he has even learned the ability to be a father with a stick and a handful of sweet dates, and he is promising." Lu Yuan, who was in the back, heard Liang Yuanxia's words, and rolled his eyes wildly, you two are all the way, and you are shameless in charge.

"I say, I'll tell you all, you devil." Sir George Comley cried out with tears streaming down his face. "The devil is only worthy of licking the instep of my feet." Liang Pengfei sniffed, feeling a lot like the leader of the anti-colonial resistance back then.

Soon, the news he said made everyone present gasp.

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