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Chapter 517 White Motorcycle

In fact, he was not to blame for this matter, such jokes were very frequent in their lives.

But at this moment, on such an occasion, what Franco said would only make them feel vulgar and disgusting.

After all, who can tell a dirty joke to a group of people whose soul is sublimated and still succeed in making him laugh?
However, the embarrassment did not last long. After a moment of silence, Cerezo walked out with the instructor's permission.

"Franco, you want to take us back to Mexico City?"

"Yes, Sir Cerezo, since the ransom has been paid and Akito will not withdraw, it is better to go back. Besides, everyone in your family is looking forward to your return day and night."

"Let's go."

"Think about taking the exam again, huh? Are you going back?"

"Yes!"

"Can you leave now?"

"You can go now!"

Franco looked back at the soldiers who brought her, then at the instructors standing aside, and finally at the group of prisoners who were watching him quietly.

I don't understand, or is the world changing fast?

It became like this overnight?

Don't have to work hard for your ideal?

No need to realize personal value?

Aren't you confessing to the West?
"Then, let's go?"

"lead the way."

Without saying a word, Cerezo gestured to Franco to lead the way.

Franco led a group of people back to the pier with mixed feelings. He first asked them to wait at the pier, and then went to find Zheng Zhilong himself.

"Mr. Zheng, what method did you use to make these people change their minds so quickly?" Franco asked in amazement as he sat opposite Zheng Zhilong.

"There is no other way, just to persuade them. Let them think about their parents at home."

"and then?"

"What then?"

"Then what did you do?"

"Nothing has been done. Didn't they agree to go with you?"

"But I always feel, I always feel like something is not right."

"You don't care if they are right or not, you just take them back and hand them over?"

"It makes sense. Then when can we set sail back?"

"Early tomorrow morning, I'll have someone help you prepare supplies. Do you want ewes?" Zheng Zhilong raised his eyebrows.

"This, don't you want it?"

"Huh? You are a commander, so you can naturally bring your women on board. But it's a long way to Spain, and I don't know how long it will take to float on the sea. What do you want these strong-blooded sailors to do? Can't they all fight with bayonets?

Now I have to talk about you. As a chief, you must consider everything for your subordinates.Paying attention to every aspect of their life will keep them loyal to you.

That's it, I'll pick some big fat sheep for you, and let the sailors walk along the sheep's trail if they have nothing to do.Improvement improves life. "

Zheng Zhilong educated Franco seriously, and Franco nodded repeatedly.

"Everything depends on General Zheng's arrangements."

Well, in fact, it has been around for a long time. There is a big difference between sailing at sea and walking on land.

On land, there are many ways to solve problems.

But it's not good at sea, because going to sea is a very time-consuming activity, and women are rarely brought on board, which leads to abnormal restlessness among young sailors.Restlessness is about to vent, and there is no outlet, and some people start to fight with bayonets. For example, Magellan's expedition fleet discovered more than one bayonet fight.

But after all, not all of them chose to fight the bayonet, and some others chose to extend their black hands to the ewes.I don't know who was the first to reach out, but it became more and more popular later on.Often in the dead of night, sailors who can't sleep come to the sheepfold on the ship to try the joy of riding a white motorcycle.

As the saying goes, he will let him be strong, and I will fuck my sheep.

The two discussed the details some more, and Franco left.

Early the next morning, he found Zheng Zhilong again and asked about the preparation of supplies.

"Don't worry, we've made arrangements overnight. Come on, I'll take you to the pier to have a look."

After all, he stood up and took Franco to the pier.

Those captives had already participated in the process of transporting supplies yesterday, and they were busy until midnight before they stopped, and then they slept directly on the boat.

After Franco returned from Zheng Zhilong's place yesterday, he didn't come to the pier either.

He didn't know anything about the changes at the pier.

Until he left the city, he saw a scene that horrified him.

All the piers that used to berth merchant ships were requisitioned and replaced by huge steel warships!
The First Fleet is here again?
One two three four five six seven eight, eh?
Isn't it seven ships?
Franco counted subconsciously, but found that the number was wrong, and there were more when he was looking at a distance.

Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen.

Eighteen ships!
Eighteen steel warships!Why so many! ?Isn't there only seven ships?

"Dear Franco, why don't you leave?"

Zheng Zhilong looked at Franco who had stopped, and asked with a smile.

"I, I, General Zheng, what is going on? Why are there so many ships?" Franco asked stammering.It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but that he was so scared that his legs were weak.

"Oh, you're talking about these small boats. It's like this. The sea journey to Spain is long, and His Majesty is worried about your safety, so he sent two fleets to escort you back."

boat! ?
You call this a boat?

"No need, right? We have made many trips back and forth. The crew and sailors are very experienced. We are all familiar with these sea routes, so I won't bother you."

There was a hint of pleading in Franco's tone, hoping that Zheng Zhilong would change his mind and stop letting this terrifying fleet sail to the Gulf of Mexico.

"Look at what you said, how can this be called trouble? Your Majesty said, to be brothers, in our hearts! From now on, we will be a country of brothers who look at each other and rely on each other. Sending a fleet to escort you back to the country is what we should do Yes. You must not be polite."

"But along the way, food, drink, crew wages, and ship damage are a lot of expenses. How can your great emperor spend so much money?"

Franco was moved and planned to make a final struggle.

"What's the cost? It's not a waste. His Majesty said he's not short of money. Besides, didn't you just send over 1000 million taels of silver? You can't spend it all."

My motherfucker, let's use our money to support your fleet, but there is no need to send so many warships there, right?You make it hard for me to believe that you are not plotting something wrong.

"Okay, okay, don't think too much. Your Majesty still pays attention to the negotiations between the two parties, so he has sent the First Fleet and the newly commissioned Second Fleet. Not only can it protect your safety, but you can also go there along the way. Negotiation. Wouldn’t it kill two birds with one stone?”

Zheng Zhilong said with a smile, walking forward with his arms around Franco.

He completely ignored Franco's inner feelings.

(End of this chapter)