Chapter 512: Imperial Pirates 1
came, Ziyu had five fingers and a button between his sleeves, and the silver needle was held in his hand.
I didn't want the Fusang devil to look at the sloppy Ziyu and Xiangli, and waved his hand to both sides, and several Fusang soldiers immediately appeared on both sides, ran forward and stuffed the tray and other things in their hands directly into Ziyu and Xiangli's hands.
Ziyu subconsciously held the tray.
There is wine and food on the tray, this is ......
"Yours, go, and serve me." The Fuso devil with the fish and Xiangli pushed the fish and Xiangli towards the tent and motioned for the two to deliver wine and food.
Is this calling them like little servants?
Ziyu's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Xiangli, and he didn't hesitate, and the two of them opened the tent and walked in with delicious food and drink in front of the other.
"Let go ......"
"You let go of my ......"
"Rogue ......"
As soon as you enter the tent, the piercing laughter and screams from inside fill your ears.
At this time, there were three blue-eyed foreigners with deep eye sockets and high noses and two Fuso devils sitting in the tent, and at this time, several people were hugging a Goryeo woman in front of them, laughing and obscenely.
The Goryeo woman seemed to have been picked out from this island, and even though her face was full of horror and anger at this time, she did not hide her beautiful face, but in the hands of these Fuso devils, she began to wither rapidly.
Xiang Li had seen such a world, he was afraid and hated, and the wine jug in his hand made a thumping sound.
"It's ugly, put things down and get out there and serve." A Fusang man in the tent turned to look at Ziyu and Xiangli when he heard the sound, and yelled at the two with disdain.
Hearing this, Ziyu immediately put down the things in his hand, and then pulled Xiangli and quickly exited the tent.
When he exited the tent, Xiangli breathed a sigh of relief and touched the mud on his face, sometimes ugliness is a good thing.
Inside the tent, screams wafted.
Xiangli bit her lower lip tightly, raised her head and said silently: "Sister-in-law, let's kill them." ”
It's too much, this group is too much.
Ziyu shook his head slightly when he heard this, there are only two of them now, and any rash move will only cause an absolutely unfavorable situation for them.
Squatting outside the tent, Ziyu pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.
After a burst of lewdness = obscenity and lewdness = in the tent, the piercing screams and cries slowly stopped, and the three foreigners and the two Fuso devils who had eaten and drunk began to crackle and speak.
"%......&&¥##¥¥#" A string of Western words came through the tent door and clearly fell into Ziyu's ears.
Check, what kind of language is this, I don't understand it at all.
Ziyu was stunned, she couldn't understand what the foreigner said, the tone of the tongue curled was very similar to the taste of the Mediterranean language, but she couldn't understand it at all, this was not English.
"It's Castilian." Ziyu was frowning, and Xiangli suddenly wrote on the back of Ziyu's hand.
Castilian?
This language is ......
Ziyu scratched her head, she seemed to have heard of this language, this language is...... Be......
Damn, by the way, Castilian is not the predecessor of Spanish.
The Spanish, sure enough, were they, the Spaniards, who were the first to dominate the world with the power of their invincible navy, or the power of pirates.
Ziyu clapped his hands violently and remembered that it was them, Spanish pirates.
Damn, this group of Spanish pirates is not in their Mediterranean Sea,