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Seeing this, the speeding Spanish boat quickly turned its bow, and a faint and pleasant sigh came from it: "Oh God, the cowardly Swedes, they surrendered without a fight!"

On the Chanel, Mozart raised his head and laughed: "Tell the Hermes to block the way of that small boat, and the Swedish ship, and let it block the way for me too, otherwise, I don't mind sinking it first.

it!"

"Understood!" Llorente handed down the order with a smile and said to himself: "Now the task has been completed, and I will get 10,000 pounds! Hehehehe!"

In the command room (captain's room) of the dragon ship, the flagman's report came from the white iron pipe: "Master, the other party wants us to block the way of the boat! Otherwise, they will sink us!"

"This is unreasonable. It's too arrogant!" Hong Zaimo was supported by his disciples and stared at the enemy situation on the sea without blinking. He couldn't help but get furious after hearing this.

Long Hao smiled faintly and said to Thunder Dragon: "It's still unclear who will sink who, Thunder Dragon, just stick to the original plan!"

"Yes!" Thunder Dragon shouted to the white iron pipe: "Turn the rudder 45 degrees, intercept the boat, and raise a flag to tell the Spaniards that we are willing to help them. If you believe it, please board the boat!"

On the 'Sinopi' (Spanish boat), a man who looked like a housekeeper turned around and said to a well-dressed woman wearing a large straw hat: "Your Highness, the Swedish ship sent a signal saying that it is willing to help us and let us board."

Boat!"

"Oh?" The woman in costume raised her head, revealing a stunning face, with a high nose and red lips, and beautiful eyes like water. She was a typical Western beauty. She was no more than 20 years old. She licked her lips and said: "They are not surrendering with a white flag.

Are you there? Why did you say you are willing to help us again? Gordon, do you think we should believe them?"

Despite the disaster, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not panic at all. It was obvious that her aristocratic cultivation had reached the extreme, but her inner nervousness was still revealed from her trembling little feet.

Butler Gordon said: "Now that things have come to an end, I have no choice but to give it a try. The Swedish royal family has always been on good terms with us. This ship must be sincerely rescuing us and does not want to offend those pirates, so it flies the white flag."

The princess nodded and said: "Okay then, give me the order to stop the Sinopi and prepare to board the ship!"

After receiving the order, the Sinopi immediately slowed down and slowly moved towards the dragon ship.

On board Chanel.

"Asshole!" Mozart turned from joy to anger, smashed the monocular telescope in his hand, and said through gritted teeth: "What tricks are the Swedes playing? They are flying white flags and signaling to rescue the boat. Are they... treating me like a monkey?

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Llorente also couldn't understand the dragon ship's behavior, but he still comforted him: "We have two ships, more than 40 men, and cannons and rifles. No matter what tricks the Swedes play, they will not escape death!"

Mozart snorted: "Yes, they are just struggling to death. Do they think they can bargain with me by tricking Princess Melissa into boarding the ship?"

Chanel and Hermès were in the shape of a pair of pincers, only a hundred meters away from the dragon ship. Mozart clearly saw several figures stepping on sampans and hanging ladders to board the dragon ship from the Sinopi.

Princess Melissa stepped onto the deck of the dragon ship and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of her: Why, are there all yellow-skinned people on the ship? Is this still a Swedish ship?

"Welcome aboard the Dragon Ship, distinguished Spanish guests!" Between two rows of Dragon Scale members armed with Mauser rifles, a brave bald young man strode forward and said to Melissa in fairly standard English.

Butler Gordon stopped in front of Melissa, took out a gorgeous curved-handled aristocratic dueling pistol, and asked nervously: "Where are you from? Qing Dynasty?"

The bald young man is Thunder Dragon. His face is as cold as ice. He raises his hand and more than 10 Mauser on both sides, pointing at Gordon and others. "Please put down your weapons. We are here to help you. If you don't believe it, please get off the boat!"

With a cold expression and a rocky momentum, at this moment, Brontosaurus immediately stunned Gordon and others. Melissa's eyes under the big straw hat flashed: Wow, what a handsome oriental! So cool! (

Maybe Melissa was the first to use cool to describe people!)

"Gordon, put down the gun!" Melissa pushed Gordon away, moved forward, raised her face, her overwhelming appearance made the Dragon Scales team members, including Thunder Dragon, hesitate: Damn it, foreigners have big names too.

What a beauty!

Melissa rolled up her black hair and said: "We are the Spanish royal family. Unfortunately, we encountered pirates. No matter where you are from, we ask for your help! Handsome guy from the East, are you the captain of this ship? What is your name?

name?"

Brontosaurus turned a blind eye to Melissa's charming big eyes that seemed to be able to speak. He said coldly: "I am not the captain, please follow me!"

After that, he turned around and walked towards the cabin, and the Dragon Scale team members next to him quickly came up and searched all the foreigners except Melissa!

Gordon's face was red and he was like a rooster grabbing his neck. He covered his lower body and shouted: "Barbaric Orientals, I will ask the ambassador to complain to your emperor! Oh, you are actually picking at my pistol.

The gold pieces are so, so impressive to me...Are you also pirates?"

Not to mention that Melissa and her party walked into the dragon ship under the escort of Thunder Dragon. Here, two French freighters were already approaching, and there was a burst of gunfire, and countless iron hooks were thrown out.

Toward the dragon ship's rail!

Mozart looked down upon this small Swedish ship and was reluctant to fire his cannons. Instead, he adopted the most popular method of boarding combat in the 15th century: hand-to-hand combat with a hook boat!

Llorente was a little uneasy: "Isn't it too risky? You should at least sink it first, right?"

Mozart waved his hand and gritted his teeth and said: "Twenty pounds a shot, is it worthy of a Swede's broken ship? Bah!"

With a series of sounds of "dang, dang, dang", the iron hook hooked onto the ship's railing, and with the excited shouts of "Tuezah", figures one after another jumped onto the dragon ship through the rope behind the iron hook.

When the figures landed, they were all fierce and strong men, holding long spears and short blunderbuss, grinning cruelly, looking for targets everywhere.

"there!"

The sharp-eyed French saw the figure flashing by the chimney, and couldn't help but call to their companions and chased towards the stern of the ship. Others were more knowledgeable and recognized the command room high up, so they fired their guns and attacked upwards.

go!

"Hand over the people, lest you die!"

There were more than 40 French people who boarded the ship, half of whom went to the stern of the ship, while the other half attacked the command room while shouting in French to persuade them to surrender.

In the captain's cabin, Long Hao, Zhou Bodang and others were all present. At this moment, they were lying on the ground, listening to the sound of bullets hitting their heads hitting the wall and glass.

"Why haven't you heard the sound of the electric shock gun? Gao Tianyang, what the hell are you doing?" Zhou Bodang lay on the ground and gritted his teeth and said angrily. He was beaten without fighting back. It was so frustrating!

Before Zhou Bodang could finish complaining, a series of sounds of frying beans and a burst of French screams suddenly rang out from the stern of the boat!
Chapter completed!