"It may not be killed by you Chinese, but it is definitely not our people from the British Empire!"

Seeing the terrible situation on the ship, Wigans tried to explain: "Our shells can break this ship, and our muskets can hit these navies, but we can't kill all the crew, and we can't do it!"

It's good to say that it's okay to kill a few Americans, but now that a boatload of people who have accumulated good things are all dead, it's a big deal. This kind of huge casualty accident even Wigans can't afford to bear.

Seeing Wigens say this, Wu Zongjun looked suspicious: "General Wigens, you see these people, they all died from gunshot wounds, it is absolutely impossible for us Chinese to do it, we can't kill such a crew without alarming anyone!"

He said softly, "General Wigans, although you hate the crew of the Jishan ship, there is no need to kill so many people!"

Wigans said angrily, "These people are definitely not killed by us!"

Wu Zongjun: "The first person to fire the cannon will not be an American, right?"

Wigans stammered.

After a long while, Fang Cai said angrily: "We didn't do it!"

At this moment, Huang Feihong's voice sounded in the cabin: "Lord Admiral, come and see!"

There was great anger in his voice, even just listening to the voice, you could imagine Huang Feihong's angry face.

Wu Zongjun's heart sank, and he walked down the stairs of the cabin, and saw that under the dim light in the cabin, there were things covered with white flowers lying or standing or kneeling, and when he arrived at the bottom of the cabin, he found that the white flowers were actually a woman wearing only a belly pocket.

"Your Excellency!"

Huang Feihong stood in the middle of these women, his face full of anger: "This good ship actually bought and sold Chinese women and brought them to the United States to be prostitutes!

He drank angrily, his voice buzzed in the cabin, and Wu Zongjun's eardrums were in severe pain: "These Americans, it is really not a pity to die!"

Wu Zongjun's body shook violently, and he shook a few times in succession, and his brain was slightly dizzy by Huang Feihong's voice, and he almost fell to the ground, saying, "Is there really such a thing?"

The people of the Shahe Gang arrested Chinese women to accumulate kindness for foreigners in the United States, and then some foreigners dragged these women to the United States to work as prostitutes and sold them to others.

Just looking at the disheveled women in the cabin of the ship, it is enough to know what kind of inhuman treatment they have suffered.

This kind of large-scale smuggling of people is strictly forbidden on the surface of any country, and although the Western countries are now shameless, they still need to pay a little attention to the impact in the international community. And even if the Qing government was soft, local officials would have to try to stop the sale of Chinese women by foreigners if they knew about it.

This is also a matter of face, although the Qing government now has no face, but it can pick up a few points.

After Huang Feihong heard Wu Zongjun's words, he pointed to the woman in the cabin and said loudly: "Then there is still a fake?"

The women in the cabin already knew Wu Zongjun's identity at this time, and they all knelt down to Wu Zongjun, and one woman cried: "My lord, help! We are all women from good families in Guangzhou, and we were all abducted and robbed, my lord, you can do well, let us go home!"

Footsteps rang out.

Wigans and others, as well as some of the militia brothers, followed.

When he saw the scene in the cabin, Wigans breathed for a while, and the group of people who followed couldn't help but exclaim, a woman in a large cabin who was almost naked, this kind of scene, even in the most daring green building, would not be seen.

Huang Feihong's voice continued to sound in the cabin: "My lord, Feihong implores, let our militia brothers go and search the remnants of the Shahe Gang, Huang will definitely catch them and avenge these victimized women!"

It was the first time in his life that he had given birth to such a murderous intent.

When he saw these victimized women, Huang Feihong immediately thought of Aunt Thirteen, thinking that in case Aunt Thirteen was also locked up in this cabin and bullied at will like these women, Huang Feihong felt cold just thinking about it, and for the first time, he had a huge killing machine against the people of the Shahe Gang and these people from the American merchant ships.

It was only at this time that he understood why Li Xiake killed all the people in this boat, he was not surprised by Li Xiake's ruthlessness, but at this time, he felt that only by killing all the murderers in this boatload could he get rid of the evil spirit in his heart.

The matter was serious, Wu Zongjun did not dare to slack off, rescued these women overnight, and all of them were temporarily arranged in the palace, and when it came to dawn, he informed his superiors of the whole matter, and then there was a confrontation between Britain and the United States, and the Manchus could only make weak protests in the dialogue between the United States and Britain, but no one paid attention.

When things get to this point, it's no longer something that can be managed by the locality, but when such a thing happens in the territory of Guangzhou, Admiral Wu Zongjun also has a lot of responsibility, so he was severely reprimanded by his superiors.

There are too many abducted women, and at the suggestion of Huang Feihong, for the sake of the reputation of these women, they basically secretly call the women's families and let them pick them up quietly, instead of sending people to their homes with great fanfare.

If you really give it away, it's basically no different from killing, at this time the woman's chastity is very important, if a woman encounters this kind of experience, in addition to death, she can only become a monk, there is no third way to go.

In the past few days, all the brothers of the militia have been mobilized by Huang Feihong, and all the hidden Shahe gang members have been found out.

As for how to deal with these people, it was a matter for the imperial court, and it had nothing to do with Huang Feihong and others, and after being busy for a while, Bao Zhilin finally quieted down.

"Master Yan, your body is already well!"

Bao Zhi Linnei.

Huang Feihong untied the white cloth on Yan Zhendong's back, and said with a smile: "It's also Master Yan, you practice hard qigong, if you change to someone else, it won't be good at all if you don't have twenty or thirty days, Master Yan has been cured in less than ten days, which is really beyond my expectations." ”

After Huang Feihong untied the white cloth, Yan Zhendong jumped into the courtyard for a while, and looked grateful: "Don't thank you for your kindness, what use will Master Huang have for me in the future, just command!"

His life was saved by Li Xiake, and now that it is fine, he naturally wants to express his gratitude to Li Xiake.

Huang Feihong smiled: "Uncle Xia Ke is studying!"

In the past few days, Li Xiake's whole mind has been immersed in many classics in Bao Zhilin, which include the Book of Changes, the Book of Medicine, and the works on medical skills left by the doctors of the past dynasties, these books are placed in front of him, as long as he has time, he will find a copy to read, and when he is tired of reading, he will go to see Huang Feihong to treat people, and sometimes he will personally look at the patient's pulse, and then Huang Feihong will supplement it behind him.

In less than half a month, Li Xiake's medical skills have made great progress, such as acupuncture, which he has learned after just watching it once. The rest of the pulses and the methods of medicine are still not good, so in order to improve his medical skills, Li Xiake read medical books at every opportunity, combining theory with practice, and in contrast, medical skills have made great progress.

Yan Zhendong heard Li Xiake reading, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Li Daxia to be a person who is both civil and military, unlike us, who can't read a lot of big characters, and he talked about making people laugh." Master Huang, do you have to learn to read and write first, so that your kung fu can be as high as Li Daxia?"

The last time he was rescued by Li Xiake, when Li Xiake drew his sword and cut people, it still flashed in his mind, he recalled more than one day the strength and speed reading of Li Xiake's shot at that time, but found that it was difficult to fight back in front of Li Xiake.

Huang Feihong said with a smile: "It's hard to say, but whether you practice martial arts or not, it's always good to know a few more words! If you learn martial arts, you will be able to defend yourself at most, and only if you study well can you really make the country rich and the people strong." We are like this in China, and we don't know when it will be the end!"

Yan Zhendong said: "I don't understand what you said, Master Huang, Li Daxia told me last time, what kind of chivalrous league to be established, I think it's interesting." Now that the country is in such chaos, let's set up a gang, and the brothers will help each other and act chivalrous and righteous, then it will be called joy! The last time Li Daxia killed the people of the Shahe Gang, that kind of majesty, that kind of evil spirit, hey, we can't learn it in our lifetime!"

When he talked about Li Xiake's kung fu, his face couldn't help but show admiration: "Yan rarely convinces people in his life, but after seeing Li Daxia's kung fu, I know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!"

At this time, a servant walked in from the door and handed an invitation to Huang Feihong: "Master Huang, there is a medical exchange meeting being held in Guangzhou recently, and the Admiral knows that you like to exchange medical skills the most, so I specially registered for you, and my lord said, if you are interested, you may wish to go to Guangzhou to communicate with people, it is said that Western medicine is very different from Chinese medicine." ”

Huang Feihong was overjoyed, stretched out his hand to take the invitation, and said: "Please tell the Admiral, just say that Feihong is very grateful for the kindness of the Lord, I just want to see the subtlety of Western medicine, this is an opportunity!"

At this time, Li Xiake walked out of the study with a book in his hand: "Is there a meeting of Chinese and Western medicine? Count me in! I also want to see and learn!"

He smiled at Huang Feihong and said, "I've heard that this White Lotus Sect is making more and more trouble in Guangzhou, if you go to Guangzhou this time, Aunt Thirteen won't take it with you!"