Chapter 89 Gunshots in Manila!

Liang Pengfei didn't wait long. Soon, a group of Spanish soldiers came this way with flags, led by Lieutenant Colonel Juan and his party, who had been sent by Master Liang to serve as negotiating envoys.

"Dear Mr. Liang, our Governor-General has decided to surrender to you." Lieutenant Colonel Juan first gave a deep salute to Liang Pengfei, and then squeezed this sentence out of his throat full of bitterness.

"Then why didn't your Governor Luzon appear in front of me?" Liang Pengfei looked at the group of naval officers who bent down to him. Behind them, the Spanish army soldiers looked resentful and seemed to feel extremely humiliated when they surrendered to a pirate.

Juan wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Our Governor-General, please move the Governor's Mansion, and he will hand you a letter there."

"What?! Let our young master go to your governor's house. Joke, don't you want to go so much that you don't even understand what our young master means by unconditional surrender? Bai Shusheng touched the rat's beard at the corners of his mouth with a cold smile on his face.

Lieutenant Colonel Juan also wanted to open his mouth. Zhang Xingba also stood up and stopped Lieutenant Colonel Juan, sweeping the officers and soldiers with fierce and barbaric eyes. There is no need to say anything more. Tell your governor to come here and surrender to our young master.

"Mr. Liang..." Lieutenant Colonel Juan felt that he was fucking humiliated and lost to his grandma's house. First, he was tied up and beaten by pirates, and then became Liang Pengfei's prisoner of war. Then, he was driven to be a messenger to persuade him to surrender, and now, he has to turn around and bear the saliva and roar of Governor Marcelo. .

Liang Pengfei sat on his buttocks on the shell box, and the other leg was on the body of a six-pound cannon. He was carefully wiping a snowy sword, and he didn't raise his head and said, "Tell your governor, I'll give him fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes later, if I don't see the governor come to the dock and offer me a descending table. All the Westerners on the island..." Liang Pengfei didn't say anything. He stood up and went to the dock with the wiping knife. In front of the Spanish flag, which was torn like a shattered by artillery fire, waved the sword in the wind. The lightning-like knife flashed, and the strong wooden flagpole was a knife. And break it.

Seeing the falling national flag, Lieutenant Colonel Juan's heart was raised to his throat. Seeing Liang Pengfei's slanting eyes, he was cold and full of danger, like a beast in the ancient wilderness, about to reveal his ferocious claws.

"I understand, Mr. Liang, don't worry, I will definitely invite the Governor to come. Please wait for a while." Lieutenant Colonel Juan no longer hesitated. He had seen Liang Pengfei's style of action, as evidenced by the two warships that were bombarded at the bottom of the strait by conscienceless artillery.

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In less than fifteen minutes, Governor Marcelo hurried to the dock and saw the other side's various heavy weapons constantly carrying to the shore, as well as those murderous warships, fierce and fearless pirates.

"Son of bitch Alfonso, how can you provoke such a group of people? You idiot, the humiliation I have suffered today is completely caused by you. The governor of Marcelo was reserved for his skirt, his eyes looked straight ahead, his expression was calm, his toes were forward, and his center of gravity was on his toes. Looking for the rhythm of his legs, the elegant aristocratic pace made Governor Marcelo feel that the difference between himself and these oriental barbarians was so huge.

"What is this stupid bird with a huge ugly wig doing?" Bai Shusheng poked the monk Chen beside him curiously.

Monk Chen looked at Governor Marcelo's pace very seriously. This guy may be worried about shit on the ground.

The conversation between the two was completely in Spanish. Governor Marcelo almost twisted his ankles without maintaining the balance of his body for a while. The pirates laughed gloatingly.

Master Liang also laughed back and forth. He said that your grandmother's two living treasures were really funny, like two poisonous snakes spitting red letters.

Governor Marcelo almost went crazy. He never thought that his elegant and aristocratic gait turned into... "... How can you laugh at a nobleman at will." Governor Marcelo shouted angrily.

The laughter gradually dissipated, and a pair of evil and blood-eating eyes fell on Governor Marcelo. The gloating smiles disappeared from their faces and were replaced by wild and fierce faces.

"What did you say? Why can't we laugh at you? Who the fuck do you think you are?!" A strong man with a strong and black upper body came forward. The thick chest hair on his chest was as luxuriant as a wilderness. The strong smell of blood on his body made people faint. His cruel eyes reminded Marcelo of the man who cut off his head with an axe in the square. Although his Spanish is not standard, it still makes these Spaniards understand the contempt and sarcasm in their words.

A soldier of the Governor's Mansion Guard with a musket bravely stood up. He is the governor of Luzon of the Kingdom of Spain, er..." Before he finished his words, the fist of the strong man's chest hair as lush as grass hooked at the junction of his chest and abdomen.

He rolled to the ground. The musket in his hand had been thrown aside, his hands were covered in front of his chest and abdomen, and his face turned purple. The pale yellow bile flowed out of the corners of his mouth. As he rolled, his face was also coated with a layer of wax yellow.

Governor Marcelo even heard the sound of broken ribs from the Spanish soldier's body. His anger and pride as a nobleman shrank back to his asshole in an instant. Fear was like a devil's claw, clenched his skirt tightly.

The Spaniards who saw this scene were all stunned and felt that their stomachs were twitching, as if the punch had also hit their chest and abdomen.

"My God!" Governor Marcelo held his neckline with both hands. As soon as the scream came out, it instantly stuck back to his throat, because before other guard soldiers moved, countless fire handles had been aimed at Governor Marcelo and his party. The cold muzzle was feroic, even if there was no need to aim and fired at will. Governor Marcelo and his party have become absolutely benevolent.

"Lead Zhang, please don't be angry. Please don't be angry. We came with the sincerity of surrender." Lieutenant Colonel Juan raised his hands and walked to the strong-haired man, pleading with a sad face.

Governor Marcelo squirmed his mouth pitifully, with no trace of blood on his face, and his eyes were as pitiful as a wild dog that was about to be killed. He was really afraid that if one of these pirates suddenly slipped, his life would be scrapped.

"Okay, Xingba, stop it. Let them come here." Liang Pengfei, who stood in the distance and looked at the scenery, turned around and said. Liang Pengfei is really not interested in humiliating such fools who even show off their noble appearance. What's more, Master Liang has been a little eager to know how many trophy these Spaniards can give him.

"Yes, young master, why don't you go there?" Zhang Xingba glanced at the guard soldiers fiercely. This time, no one dared to compete with him with his eyes.

Governor Marcelo walked to Liang Pengfei, took off his hat and bent down his waist. Similarly, the Spaniards behind him also bent down to greet the occupier of the Spanish colony.

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I saw a golden scabbard sword full of gems presented by Governor Marcelo with both hands, which symbolized that the Spanish colony had succumbed to his feet. Master Liang, who was full of anger and blood in his previous life, was indescribably happy.

After playing with this luxurious Western-style sword and listening to Governor Marcelo's surrender speech, Liang Pengfei nodded with satisfaction. A lot, Mr. Marcello, it seems that you have understood your mistakes and paid a very heavy price for it.

"Yes, sir, you are our friend in Spain. It is because of the incompetence and stupidity of the damned and reckless Colonel Alfonso that he opened fire on you, our friends in the Kingdom of Spain. This kind of behavior is really unforgivable." Governor Marcelo grasped his role well. At least, he began to think from the perspective of Liang Pengfei. This ideology is in line with his status as a politician rather than a soldier. Despicable, brazen and capricious are their words.

"I am saving the lives of the people and soldiers in this colony for the sake of the kingdom, and at the same time to save the lives of the captured soldiers." Marcelo also has his high-sounding mindset to cheer himself up.

"That's right. The mistakes he made should not be borne by other Spaniards. I agree with this very much, so I left the names of those prisoners of war." Liang Pengfei shook his chin with some finger, and the eleven Spanish naval officers lowered their heads. Liang Pengfei's careless words really made them feel extremely humiliating.

With Liang Pengfei's order, a large number of pirates began to hand over the defense zone with those Spanish soldiers and confiscated all the weapons in their hands. And Governor Marcelo said goodbye to Liang Pengfei. He needed to rush back and raise a compensation satisfactory to Liang Pengfei. Thinking of the war compensation of millions of taels, Governor Marcelo's heart was as sad as being cut by a saw.

At this time, suddenly, there was a crisp gunshot in the civilian residential area between the dock and Manila City, followed by a few more gunshots, just like firecrackers lit in the early morning, which seemed so clear...--------------------------------

(to be continued)