Franco was pulled back to reality by Zheng Zhilong's voice.

Listening to his slightly anxious call, Franco pursed his lips.

The big liar is here again.

"Oh, dear Franco, are you alright?"

Zheng Zhilong pushed open the door and saw Franco lying motionless on the bed, and walked quickly to the bed. I even saw Franco with his eyes open and shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"Whew~ I'm not dead. It's good that you're not dead. I was so tired last night that I rested as soon as it got dark. I only heard in the morning that you were going to see me, why didn't you say it earlier, and you were beaten by my guards. Look at this big one, the face is swollen. Does it hurt?"

Hiss~

You don't fucking touch it, it doesn't hurt!

Franco wasn't even in the mood to talk to him, so he simply closed his eyes and let him fiddle.

"What did you think about yesterday? Do you Spain want to cooperate with the Ming?"

"Before I went to bed last night, I was thinking that it would be of great benefit to you if you could agree to this on behalf of Spain. Not to mention anything else, as an intermediary, your Royal Highness the King is not allowed to give you a promotion? I'm going to have to give you a governor to do something, right?

Tsk, Governor, Vice-King, just think about it! It's a hegemon! Aren't you impressed?"

Zheng Zhilong stood beside the bed and chattered, but Franco didn't mean to speak at all.

It's not that he is not impressed, but he does not believe in Zheng Zhilong's character!

So let Zheng Zhilong say that the sky was falling, he just closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Love dripping dripping.

"Alas, it seems that you are really angry, and the two countries that are watching and helping each other are about to go against each other. It seems that I have no choice but to promise the Dutch that the fleet will be hired by them to sail to the Gulf of Mexico to fish. It doesn't matter, you and I have known each other, and if the business is not benevolent, I will put you back. I hope you won't be captured by the Dutch."

With that, Zheng Zhilong sighed and walked out.

Now Franco can't play dead dog anymore.

Catch fish? There are no more fish in your Ming waters? And being invited to go fishing in the Gulf of Mexico?

Is that fishing?

You're going to kill people, set fires, and rob while the fire is burning!

"Don't go—" Franco said weakly.

As soon as he spoke, Zheng Zhilong, who was already walking very slowly, stopped.

"What's the matter, my dear Franco, but what's the matter? If you ask, I'll do my best to help you!"

Franco slowly got up from the bed.

At this time, he had a blue nose and swollen face, and there were blood stains on his body, and he looked so embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Zheng Zongbing, are you a Ming person?"

"Yes! I, Zheng Zhilong, was born as a person of the Ming Dynasty, and died as a ghost of the Ming Dynasty! Do you need to ask?"

"That Ming man doesn't say secret words, I ask you a question, don't lie to me again!"

"Huh?" Zheng Zhilong was stunned for a moment, can this sentence still be used here? "Tell me, what's the problem?"

"Do you have any plans to release those captives?"

"Put! The money has been received, how can there be a reason to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

"In that case, why don't you just let us all go?"

"I said this question yesterday. You and I are supposed to be partners who help each other, and the reason why I won't let you go is because I can't bear to lose a partner like you. Give each other a chance, wouldn't it? Don't you really want to cooperate with Daming?"

We really don't want to, we just want to live!

"I see what you want, Franco. Oh, I'm so sad. Looks like you're planning to let down a partner who has been obsessed with you! So be it, it seems that we can only snuggle up with the weak Netherlands and report to the group to keep warm."

As he spoke, Zheng Zhilong raised his feet again, intending to walk out.

"Zheng Zhilong! What the hell do you want to do!?"

Franco couldn't stand it anymore and looked at Zheng Zhilong, who was dressed pretendically

Roared.

Zheng Zhilong stopped, turned around slowly, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Franco, it looks like you took that beating yesterday in vain. Don't you understand the current form? Or, you and I will sit down and have a good talk on behalf of the two countries! Either way, I'll go and talk to the representatives of the Dutch people! What other choice do you have?"

Zheng Zhilong's voice was cold, and he seemed to have completely lost his patience.

"As long as the Dutch can afford it, our fleet will join them in annihilating all your sea power!" Then, the elite soldiers of my Ming Dynasty will encroach on your overseas colonies one by one. Timor, Manraka, Ceylon, Goa, Mozambique, Angola...

Yes! You have occupied so much space, how many people have you killed! Doesn't your conscience ache?"

"Say no more!" Fran *** held his head bitterly. "How the hell do you want to work together? In other words, what do you want us to do?"

"Open! Full opening, within the boundaries of your Spanish territory, each place has carved out a territory. In this area, our merchants of the Ming Dynasty were allowed to do business freely, set up factories, build schools... For this, we are willing to pay a certain price, such as money, such as a certain degree of military assistance.

In this way, your goods can be sold all over the world without leaving your home.

And the factories and schools we run can also take your people. They can learn advanced technology, culture, and contribute to your country in the future.

In layman's terms, we just want to rent some places in your territory and make money doing business in this place. Our Majesty has aptly named it: the Concession."

"Concession? The territory of the country is sacrosanct, and you are robbing it!"

"You can't say that. Franco, the rent will still be yours at all times, but if you grab it, it won't be yours at all. Do you look at this Luzon, or are you in charge? Besides, you didn't snatch this Luzon? You have been in my Ming Dynasty Taiwan for so many years, and you haven't even handed over a piece of cloth, isn't it a robbery?

Don't talk about yourself so glamorously, as if it's always you who get hurt. Now Your Majesty still has the patience for me to talk to you properly, what are you going to do if he loses patience and cooperates directly with the Dutch? They've wanted to kill you for a long time, and they've had a feast."

"So, we have to agree and agree, and we have to agree if we don't?"

"I didn't say that, I just left the choice up to you."

"I can't do that."

"I know."

"I want to report to His Majesty the King."

"That's as it should be."

"And when are you going to let us go?"

"Wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?"

"You'll know then."