"Where is there, it's just a sentiment. Dear Baron, I don't know if this instrument can be..." Liang Pengfeile's eyes narrowed into a line. After handing the guitar to Monk Chen's hands, he gave the Baron a wink. His greedy eyes made people feel that even if he didn't give it to, he would rob it.

"Of course, I was just about to give you this instrument. Only an art master like you can make it reflect its value." Baron Edmund's carefulness pounded the drum with joy, because the behavior of the young pirate had proved to himself that this was a civilized man with great artistic cultivation, and such a person should keep his promise.

"Thank you very much, dear baron, since you have understood the whole story of the matter, now it is time for us to make the final decision. Please sign this contract, and you and your subordinates will be able to regain freedom." Liang Pengfei took out two contracts from his arms, the contents were the same, the difference was that one was written in Chinese and the other was Spanish.

"Your Excellency, do you really need me to sign this contract?" After reading the contract, Baron Edmund's expression became a little amused. He couldn't understand that the guy in front of him was clearly a despicable pirate with a naked bloody smell, and he actually came up with such a bad idea that was so bad that he was oozing.

"What? Do you think you don't need this contract that can regain your freedom?" Liang Pengfei said with a smile, and there was a scent of conspiracy and blood in his smile. In the blink of an eye, the gentleman's disguise seemed to be stripped down, revealing a group of forty Alibaba thieves.

"Of course not, my dear priest, don't get me wrong, but I won't write your words." Baron Edmund almost wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy with a pack of tears in his mouth.

"It's okay, I'll teach you..." Liang Pengfei smiled kindly and patted Baron Edmund's shoulder, as if the leader was condolences to the little devil who was dragging his nose and holding the red cherry gun.

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The content of this contract is not complicated, but like a diary, telling a very ordinary thing. A group of Chinese pirates were hired by the East India Company and pretended to be the French navy to rob the Spanish royal family of treasure ships. At the last moment, the British from the East India Company wanted to kill all the Spanish people in order to destroy the corpses. The kind and civilized Chinese pirates rejected the uncivilized demands of these British men. Of course, the price was that the Spanish who used their warships and wealth as collateral to exchange for the friendship of Chinese pirates and helped them get rid of the evil British men's evil hands.

On it are the signatures of Captain George and his subordinates and dark red fingerprints, which exudes a faint smell of blood. They confessed their crimes.

"Dear Your Excellency, although I am a nobleman, I am not enough to represent all the Spanish." Baron Edmund's mind was quite flexible at this moment, just like a fish that was freely shuttled through the net. He suddenly realized that although he had lost his wealth and warships, it did not mean that his status and power would be shaken, because this contract gave him a chance to make himself a hero, but this required the cooperation of everyone, at least those Spanish officers must be consistent with their own opinions.

"Of course, I accept your request." Liang Pengfei laughed. He is worthy of being a nobleman, and brains are easy to use. In this way, if all the Spanish officers sign this contract, they will turn them into grasshoppers tied to a straw rope.

"This guy really has the potential to be a politician." Liang Pengfei thought to himself.

"Very good, this contract represents a friendly exchange between our two civilizations." Liang Pengfei patted the two contracts full of Spanish names, which were quite relaxed and authentic.

The Spanish officers cursed the Chinese pirate in front of them in their hearts with the most vicious words they knew. But they still had to show appreciation and respect on the surface, which was really hard.

"Okay, I will release you and those British people later." Liang Pengfei stood up and said casually.

"Dear Your Excellency, please wait. I have a small request, I hope you can agree." Baron Edmund's eyes lit up, as if a drowning man saw a life-saving straw.

"Tell me, as long as I can do it." Liang Pengfei seemed quite generous. Baron Edmund carefully stepped forward two steps to make his waist look more bent: "I hope you can hand over those British people to us."

Liang Pengfei's mouth curled up evilly: "This is fine. I feel quite happy with you. You have become friends with my friendship. I have never been stingy with my friends' requests. I can even hand over their captain's diary and chart to you as evidence to accuse these hateful British men of vicious means."

The baron was stunned, and he bent down with conscience: "Your kindness is enough to illuminate the dark night sky."

"Okay, my friends, the deal ends here. By the way, dear Baron, if you have the opportunity to deal with the Governor of Luzon, I hope you can tell him that his attitude towards Chinese is very dissatisfied with me. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely visit myself." Liang Pengfei patted the non-existent dust on the cuffs.

"I will tell you." Baron Edmund curled his lips in his heart. This grandson could really pretend. Who do you think you are? General or Marshal of the Qing Empire? If it weren't for its strength...

"My words will become reality." Liang Pengfei's face rippled with a strange smile, and he swears in his heart that the message conveyed by the hideous gaze hidden in the cold made these Spanish officers feel cold on their backs.

Two lifeboats folded from Spanish sailboats became means of transportation, transporting all the more than 500 Spanish prisoners of war on the three ships to an unknown island near the coast of Luzon. Of course, these included more than twenty British prisoners of war. However, their treatment was even worse, not only were they tied up with hands and feet, but even rags were stuffed in their mouths to prevent them from committing suicide. Baron Edmund did not want these valuable living evidence to die before returning to Spain. As for the others, it was not within the considerations of Baron Edmund and the Spanish officers.

"Goodbye, my dear Spanish friend, I hope we have a good-bye day." Liang Pengfei stood on the high side of the ship and leaned over to Baron Edmund and others standing on the lifeboat. This would be the last ship of prisoners of war.

Meet you? I would rather go to socialize with Satan. Baron Edmund waved the somewhat deformed hat with full affection: "Goodbye, my dear, may you be at peace."

"If you come down and bring treasures, you can ask your people to come to us. I am very willing to act as a sea bodyguard for you." Liang Pengfei shouted sincerely. The pirates behind him laughed and asked the pirates to be bodyguards. The young master could really do it.

The poor Baron Edmund's figure shook and almost fell into the sea. He kept urging his men to take a quicker stroke and stay away from this shameless pirate.

"This kid is nonsense." Liang Daren stood on the tail building with a smile, looking at his son who was still jumping up and down the side of the boat, with a kind face.

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"Son, why did they ask them to sign this contract? What's the use of this thing?" Liang Daren scratched his head and muttered a huge cigar in his mouth. Liang Pengfei swallowed his saliva at night and found a way to quietly get one in the box under his father's bed?

"Dad, don't underestimate this thing. Actually, I'm helping the Spaniards find excuses. Anyway, I've given the Englishmen of the East India Company to the Spanish, and the charts and captain's diary that can expose the British's attempts, plus the possession of this contract, so they have excuses and reasons to explain why they would lose their wealth and warships. And these poor guys will surely portray themselves as heroes, convince us pirates with a splendid tongue, and win our friendship,

Together we defeated the damn British pirates. Although they finally won the victory, wealth and warships sank after the vast ocean. At least, they won the British, restored their freedom, and saved the lives of more than 500 outstanding Spanish soldiers... They can do whatever they want. In short, although we let them live, we can't make them too relaxed. Let them fight back and forth, that's interesting." Liang Pengfei grinned, like a loyal fan watching a police and gangster gunfight movie in the cinema.

Liang Yuanxia wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a pirate who had been thirty or forty years. When it comes to sea combat, he believed that he had no fear of his opponent. Even Zheng Yi, who had hundreds of warships of all sizes and sizes, had tens of thousands of subordinates, was not worthy of his reputation.

But now, he found that since his son woke up, a series of unrestrained actions made him almost think that the guy standing in front of him was a filthy person familiar with the government, and a gangster who was both black and white.

He snatched all the Spaniards and used their hands to kill people, which was beyond his expectations. If he hadn't heard his explanation, he would have thought that this kid was a little lenient in killing people and didn't want to commit more murder. He would have thought that he was so sinister.

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Chapter completed!