Then he glanced with disdain at the drinkers around him who were sipping sake.

If it were someone else who was so provocative, I was afraid that those short-tempered Fusang ronins who killed people at every turn would have drawn their knives and shouted a slash and then slashed down, but at this time, they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Not to mention the size, the appearance alone lets people know that they are not easy to provoke - they are all wearing tight linen clothes, which are dirty, stained with a lot of dirt and stains, and have a strong smell of sea, obviously they have worked hard at sea all the year round, which is nothing, the important thing is that there are still a lot of blood stains on their bodies. Of the four, three were crippled, one had lost an eye, covered with a black blindfold, the other had his right hand gone, replaced by a sharp iron hook with a sharp cold light, and his roots were stained with thick blood, while the other, his left leg was missing from below the knee and was replaced with a wooden leg.

With such a look, you can tell at a glance that it is not easy to mess with.

What's more, at their feet were sharp sailor knives and muskets, murder weapons that everyone had seen but most of them had never touched.

Obviously, these people are not good at stubble, and many people who have been working hard at sea for some years can see that they are definitely not Western merchant ships, but pirates!

Only among pirates are there so many cripples.

Since they are all here to drink, then it is inevitable that there will be people who are not drunk enough, and if ordinary people are drunk, at most they will fight and go crazy. But these fierce and ruthless, murderous men are drunk, which is a bit dangerous.

It's not. Some of them were drunk.

"Boss! Boss! , get out of here, hurry up! The one-eyed dragon with a black blindfold over his left eye slapped the table impatiently. Shouted in half-baked Chinese.

Originally, there was everything to say here, and many people communicated through translators or crew members on their ships who knew several languages, but since Wu Yijun and those Ming masters occupied the place, Chinese has become the official language here. However, there were a lot of Han businessmen here before, and it was not difficult for everyone to adapt to it.

"It's coming, it's coming!" A charming female voice came, and the proprietress Yoshizawa Erica was wearing a gorgeous kimono, and the cherry blossoms on the kimono were shaking. He walked over with small broken steps. She knelt on the ground, almost lying down, and asked respectfully, "A few distinguished guests, what do you need?" ”

The eyes of these fierce pirates all fell on her high buttocks, and the kimono outlined the soft curves that made people look like they were moving their index fingers.

The vision becomes greedy and full.

"Hey, we need you!"

The one-eyed dragon smiled lewdly. Then the two big hands pressed on her buttocks, and pinched it twice, Yoshizawa Jiang Rika suddenly let out a painful scream, and her intuitive ass seemed to be pinched and cracked.

She pleaded in pain, "Don't! ”

But where those people cared about her, they had already copied her and pressed her to her lap. Two big hairy hands reached into the kimono, and while feeling the comfortable touch brought by the slippery skin, he laughed wildly: "Sure enough, they are right, you Fuso women are all undressed." ”

Several of his companions laughed maniacally.

Being insulted like this in their own territory, many Fusang people were flushed, and a Fusang ronin Huo Ran got up, and with a bang, the katana at his waist was half exposed, and scolded viciously: "Baga, if you have the courage to say it again......"...,