Ma Sangui suddenly heard the sound of talking beside him, and subconsciously took out a musket. He didn't care about it, he hugged the fire first and then spoke.

However, his movements were too slow, and Zhang Songxi even regarded him as if nothing had happened. However, when Zhang Songxi saw Kang Fei using a knife, he also wanted to think about whether he could hide. It is conceivable how big the difference between the two was.

Kang Fei raised his hand and snatched the short musket in his hand. He looked down and saw that it was quite exquisite. At least half of the gun body was wrapped in silver foil, with gospel words engraved on it. He couldn't help but scold, "Mom, the bastard is really rich. A musket, a silver, and carved patterns, making it so sexy."

The short muskets of this era were all used by Western knights. The knights of this era kept pace with the times and started to use muskets, but they obviously could not use the Spanish heavy mesh rope guns, so the light spring muskets became the only magic weapon. The few brought four or five, and the more seven or eight, and they rushed up and shot them in a mess... Until later, the British leader Gustav made a retro cavalry. If he shot a gun, we would swing a knife to cut it...

In short, the short muskets of this era are almost exclusive to the knights. For example, a sword of the Ming Dynasty costs three taels of silver, but the scabbard has to be carved with dragons and phoenixes, and inlaid with gold and jade. It is impossible to fight thirty taels or even three hundred taels. Is it only the Ming people who do this? Human nature is the same, and Western knights are the same.

After taking a look, Kang Fei put the short musket into his pocket. I have collected this thing, my buddy, thank you for the donation.

But at this time, Ma Sangui took out another short musket, smiled grimly on his face, and raised his hand to hold the fire and shoot.

There was a soft sound.

Then, Ma Sangui watched his hand fall to the ground with a short musket. He was stunned until bleeding ejaculated from the broken wrist. Then he realized that he staggered back a few steps with one hand holding the broken wrist and howled miserably.

Kang Fei bent down and picked up the short musket on the ground again. He looked at it and looked like the one he had just now, and the couple went together.

As soon as he stood up, he saw Zhang Songxi's pupils shrinking from the opposite side, and then shouted, "Be careful..."

As soon as his hair stood up, Kang Fei became alert at this time. He turned around suddenly and slashed the Odin-patterned Japanese sword in his hand.

There was a sharp roar with a knife breaking through the air, and at the same time, a row of flashes lit up in the dark opposite.

Bang bang bang bang.

In this round of shooting, there were more than a hundred muskets. The flashing fire vaguely illuminated a Japanese pirate, who looked like a thirty-something, with a bald head on his head, a belly on his body, a knife between his waist, and a long mesh rope gun in his hand.

Next to this bald Japanese pirate, there was a monk standing with a fair face and a pearl of earrings. He looked like a moral monk. He was not the name Pujing, but the general of the Japanese pirates whose name was Xu Hai. Which one was it?

Zhang Songxi from behind looked at Kang Fei's body and shook it, then, with a thud, he fell to the ground, and his heart suddenly felt ache.

This is not how much friendship he had with Kang Fei, but the rabbit died and the fox was sad. As the Ming Dynasty was almost the top martial artist, he didn't know how powerful the musket was. There were not too many Folang machines in Ningbo. Because of this, he knew even more how powerful the musket was. No matter how famous the guy in the world was, he practiced hard at home for ten or twenty years. However, even a child could learn muskets simply. Then, with a move of his finger, bang, all living beings were equal.

As the saying goes, gods cannot hide.

About ten years ago, the family of Xie in Yuyao used 500 taels of silver to invite Zhang Songxi, saying that he had a batch of goods in his family, but was stolen by the Folang Jimen. He hoped that he could help. At that time, he was quite interested in fame and fortune, and he was determined to shine his family and honor his ancestors. Who doesn’t have a good man?

As the old saying goes, learn literature and martial arts, and have nothing to do with the imperial family. Zhang Songxi, the imperial family, has no choice but to have a chance, but the Xie family in Yuyao, has also been a master. In Ningbo, it is the most important family... Isn't it the fate of most martial arts practitioners?

Later, he realized that the batch of goods was originally from Folang Ji people, saying that they were for the Xie family in Yuyao, but the Xie family didn't want to give money, and wanted to hack their goods... Zhang Songxi could only help his relatives and not help them. The reason for the world was nothing more than that.

It was that time that he saw the power of the Folang Jiman's melee, and even himself was shot. Fortunately, he was only scratched. At that time, he gritted his teeth and picked up a piece of meat, and at least saved his life.

Since then, Zhang Songxi has extinguished his desire for fame, fortune and wealth. I will teach boxing honestly in my hometown! Until today, he saw Kang Fei's heroic spirit of intimidating the Japanese pirates, the flame in his heart burned again.

However, now this row of guns suddenly extinguished his mind.

He lamented and immediately stepped back. Not to mention anything else, now he can only find a way to save Mingchen's life first.

Xu Hai smiled slowly at this time, and the boss next to him kept Pisces tightly. Pisces covered his mouth and looked at Kang Fei not far away, struggling while making a whimper.

"Xinwuro, your Seed Island Iron Cannon Technique is indeed a bit mysterious." Xu Hai glanced at the bald Japanese pirate next to him, but he was not stingy with praise.

The bald Japanese pirate was the illegitimate son of the island owner of Fusang Seed Island, and was named Shingoro.

According to legend, the owner of Seed Island bought two match rope guns through the introduction of a Mingren named Wufeng.

There is another saying that a merchant ship in Haojingao drifted to Seed Island because of wind and waves. The owner of Seed Island traded with the merchant on the ship and bought two combs.

There is another saying that the owner of Seed Island exchanged his daughter with the Folang Jiren for two convex guns.

Seedjima is a subordinate of the Shimazu family. As a Chinese, Seedjima family has always used iron cannons as military service. No matter what, Seedjima had developed its own fussian gun at this time, which is called Seedjima iron cannons, and there is also an exclusive school called Seedjima iron cannons.

That Shingoro, because he was an illegitimate son, was not ready to be a family supervisor, and he didn't even have the identity of a samurai master.

In the farming era, there were too many monks and too little porridge, and there were a few more top lords. Then there was no need to worry about food and drink. But the nicknames below were full of people, so don’t think about it. You are not the son of the family governor. Hurry up and get out and make a living!

Xinwulang went to Shuangyu Island, which was also considered a middle- and high-level manager of Shuangyu Island. Later, Zhu Wan destroyed Shuangyu Island and was awarded the title of the pirate King Xu Dong. He was still worried that the wealthy father would be gone. Could it be that he would go back to see the face of his new head's younger brother?

Fortunately, Xu Hai, the nephew of Xu Dong, whom Chen Dong, came to take over the position of this equal general. Xu Hai is good-looking and speaks cleverly. As for the popular Chen Dong, in Shingoro's opinion, this is where he went? In Fusang, our son killed me, is a common thing, and the lower one is to defeat him!

Even Shingoro looked up to Xu Hai for this reason. In Fusang, those who can defeat him are usually wise and powerful masters. With such a wealthy father, he will have a future in the future.

Therefore, at this time, he smiled reservedly, and said to Xu Hai with a fluent but somewhat difficult speech of Southern Zhili Mandarin: "The General is too rewarded."

Xu Hai likes this. Look, he is so sensible. He calls him General when he opens his mouth. He doesn’t look like Chen Dong. He relies on his qualifications to be a senior, and he speaks with Brother Hai. I’m so easy to bully?

Therefore, he smiled and stretched out his hand, "Shingoro, according to your rules, you have obtained that guy. You will get the head of your own. I will reward you on your merits tomorrow. I think you can take this merit."

Shingoro was a little happy. After all, he was from a samurai family and still valued this merit very much, so he said, "Thank you, General Pingzhong." As he said that, he carried the musket behind him and led a group of fellow villagers from Seed Island, and walked over to cut off his head...

As soon as he arrived, he said to a child next to him who was only 1.4 meters tall in Japanese, "Aji, go and cut the head." After all, the rotten ship also has three kilograms of nails. No matter what he said, it was the son of the previous generation of Seed Island Island owner, and there were still some servants around him.

Aji said excitedly, ran twice, pulled the ribs from his waist with one hand, bent down and reached out, pulled the bun behind Kang Fei's head on the ground and pulled it up, but he never thought that Kang Fei grinned and smiled at him.
Chapter completed!