Official Liang's expression was not much better. His greedy eyes shone with the gold under the fire, flashing with yellow light, which made people unable to look at it. The greedy big hand touched this piece and picked it up again, just like a tomb robber who fell into the treasures of forty thieves.

The expressions of the two men made the men in a cold war. I was afraid that someone would touch a copper plate, and the two men might pounce on them and try their best to make a desperate attempt.

"Dad, what do you want to deal with those people?" After a long time of excitement, Liang Pengfei, who remembered the serious business, pulled Liang Yuanxia to the side and asked in a low voice.

Liang Yuanxia narrowed her eyes and looked at her son with a deep look. "What do you want to deal with?"

Liang Pengfei didn't expect his father to ask himself back, and he was slightly surprised and glanced at him: "Dad, if it were sons, I'll let them all go."

"Reason." Liang Yuanxia asked while sitting on a box of gold, raising a cigar. Liang Pengfei smiled, leaned forward, and whispered in Liang Yuanxia's ear for a while. Liang Yuanxia's expression changed from doubt at the beginning to comfort.

"Dad, do you think it's done?" Liang Pengfei, who had finished speaking, saw Liang Yuanxia's expression clearly and knew that his father had agreed with his plan.

"It's true, I won't care about this matter. Dad, I want to deal with these things, so I'll leave it to you." Liang Yuanxia patted the box of gold under her butt and smiled at Liang Pengfei.

Liang Pengfei, full of emotion, walked behind his father and pinched his back. "My son must live up to his father's expectations."

Liang Yuanxia sighed comfortably, enjoying her son's service, and whispered: "If you think you have any ideas about everything, come to find your father. What else can we say when we are father and son..."

Liang Pengfei could only nod his head silently. The thanks were said to foreigners. He could only repay his father's expectations with actions. The father and son were talking in a low voice. The pirates here deliberately took their hands and feet lighter, for fear of interfering with the conversation between the father and son...

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Baron Edmund, whose hands and feet were tied, sat on the deck, sobbing in a low voice, his lips squirming, and praying to God desperately. Beside him were the captains and officers of various warships, all of whom were dejected, and the uneasiness and fear in his eyes seemed to confirm their concerns about their future destiny.

Lieutenant Colonel Louis looked at Captain George, the British man standing in the distance and talking non-stop to Liang Pengfei.

The British captain frequently pointed his fingers at this side and kept talking, while the young pirate leader next to him kept shaking his head. Lieutenant Colonel Louis's heart couldn't help but be tangled together. "Does that damn British really want to kill them all?" Such a question rose in his heart.

He was indeed not wrong. Captain George was trying to convince Liang Pengfei to kill all these Spaniards because he did not want the British East India Company to rob the Spanish royal treasure ship, which is also a European maritime power, to be revealed to the world.

Since the British Empire was not afraid of Spanish warships, it was absolutely unwilling to be scolded and contempt from the entire Europe for its indecent behavior. In that case, it is very likely that the East India Company will be under greater pressure. In addition to hostility from various European forces in the Indian Ocean and the Pacific Ocean, the country must also respond to the East India Company's behavior.

"Sorry, dear George, you don't have enough reason to convince me, so your suggestions are not within my consideration." Liang Pengfei took out a pocket watch with diamonds and gems from his arms and looked at the time, then rejected the British man's request with a smile.

"...Your Excellency, do you really want to let them go?" Captain George's face changed, and his excited voice increased a lot. If Liang Pengfei was willing to promise to kill these Spaniards, he would even kneel on the ground and lick Liang Pengfei's smelly shoes to express his gratitude.

Many Spanish officers on the deck knew English, so they naturally listened to this and couldn't help but greet all the female relatives of Captain George in their English. "If you release them, the Spanish will definitely take revenge on you, God, do you want this?" Captain George had abandoned his noble elegance and rushed loudly to Liang Pengfei, who had already walked through the Spanish officers, and was in exchange for a pirate's stock. "Be respectful to our young master, you, the Englishman with a hair." The pirate warned coldly in his poor English, his cold eyes were like a dazzling ship.

Captain George held his face, which was hit hard, and looked at the muzzle aiming at him, and couldn't help but shudder, and an unknown premonition arose in his heart.

"No, we will never retaliate against you, Your Excellency, I hope you can keep your promise and release us. We can give you those treasures, those spices, and even these warships. I hope you will not hurt us." Baron Edmund didn't care about the pain in his chest at this time and shouted loudly.

Liang Pengfei looked at the embarrassed baron, his greedy expression was like a landlord with bad water looking at the tenant who was preparing to pay off his daughter's debt. Soon, a smile appeared on Liang Pengfei's face, as if the dark sky was suddenly pierced by the sun.

"Don't worry, we warriors who are cruising on the sea have always been based on keeping promises as their principles. Let go of the baron's hands and feet, and Scholar Bai, treat this noble baron's trauma, because I need a good talk with the baron." Master Liang nodded with satisfaction and said in a formal tone.

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In the luxurious room downstairs, the poor Spanish baron was full of grief and anger. "My God! These damn pirates, oh no, my honor, I absolutely do not offend you at all. I mean the abominable British men and their greedy East India Company, who are so ulterior motives that they want to make us Spain and France get into evil, these bastards who should go to hell."

Although Baron Edmund won the favor of Carlos IV through his nepotism and became the royal escort officer of this treasure fleet, his political mind was definitely not bad, and he soon captured the complete context from the information Liang Pengfei told him.

"Okay, dear baron, this has nothing to do with me about the grudges between you two countries." Liang Pengfei frowned impatiently. In fact, Liang Pengfei wished this guy could think so, but now, he needs to dress himself up as a pirate with chivalrous spirit, not a politician or an international relations expert.

"Yes, please accept my apology. I wonder when you will be able to let me and my companions leave?" Baron Edmund said with a smile with a smile.

"Is this... a guitar?" Liang Pengfei saw that the instrument hanging on one wall in the room was somewhat similar to that of a modern guitar but was a little different, so he couldn't help but walk forward and take it down.

"God, I didn't expect that you would recognize this instrument that our Spanish people love most." Baron Edmund flattered a little, and kept sneering in his heart. Does a pirate from an uncivilized world understand music?

"Of course, dear Baron, artists have borders, but art has no borders." Liang Pengfei's words almost made Baron Edmund's eyes fall to the ground.

Liang Pengfei sat on a chair, pulled out the strings, quickly adjusted the elasticity and tightness of the strings, and began to pull out the strings. A faint sadness and emotion slowly flowed in the beautiful music, as if he was in the old days, and he knew that this body was no longer yesterday. In a trance, his thoughts were unknown.

“A long, long time ago

You own me I own you

A long time ago

You leave me and wander in the distance...

The outside world is wonderful

The outside world is helpless

When you think the outside world is wonderful

I will sincerely wish you here..."

The beautiful guitar melody and faint sad voice not only surprised the baron, but also made the pirates standing at the door feel a sense of melancholy from the bottom of their hearts.

"What does the young master mean? How can people feel indifferent?" Monk Chen sniffed, feeling that the sea surface and the beach in the distance that he didn't usually care about had a heartbreaking beauty.

"Yangchun Baixue, Yangchun Baixue... Young Master is really talented." Bai Shusheng tilted his head, feeling that he had a lot of melancholy to express. Unfortunately, his early poetry and books had already forgotten everything. Apart from a few obscene words and yellow tunes in his stomach, there was only seafood stuffed in at noon today.

At the end of the song, the Spanish officers tied up outside were also intoxicated by the wonderful music. Although they could not understand Chinese, it did not hinder their integration of mind and art.

"My God, I have never heard of such wonderful and sad music. You must be a musical talent." Baron Edmund's flattery contained a trace of true respect.

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Chapter completed!