But Takeshi Sato was suddenly stunned, but saw his face changing suddenly several times. He raised his hand to stop his clamor, and then his eyes flashed and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Lun didn't care and was still smiling at Takeshi Sato.

Anyway, if the Japanese don’t hand over the weapons, he will definitely not get close to them. And Fusang’s bare-hand fighting skills have not yet flourished these days.

However, Zhang Lun followed his senior brother Chen Zhou and learned a lot of bare hands fighting skills.

Moreover, Zhang Lun played military attacks in his previous life, so he naturally would not ignore most of the bare-hand fighting techniques that were popular at that time.

After all, in modern society, you can't go out with a knife for self-defense?! Barbaric hands are often the way to deal with it.

After making money, Zhang Lun naturally cared more about his life. He played military attacks and fighting. He had nothing to do to strengthen his body and protect himself if he had something to do.

For Zhang Lun, this is much more real than playing golf or something.

"Everyone, don't hesitate to hand over the weapon first." Zhang Lun soon heard Sato Takeo's words. Now Sato Takeo doesn't know that Zhang Lun actually knows Fusang dialect.

He was instructing his samurai in Fusang dialect: "This person in front of us is the grandson of the Ming Dynasty's nobles and nobles, and he is also a famous scholar of the Ming Dynasty! His status is extremely noble!"

"I didn't know how offensive he was before, so it shouldn't be. Now I'm considering how to communicate with him. If this priest is willing to support the general, it will be the biggest gain of our trip!"

Zhang Lun's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in his heart: Who would have told the labor and capital that the ancients were stupid? The labor and capital directly blew the bird and the dog's teeth!

Even the warriors from a small country are almost treacherous, not to mention the two old people in the court who are experienced and experienced many battles...

"This priest looks young. If it can help him marry His Highness the Princess, what kind of help will the general get? Have you ever thought about it?!"

Damn it! There is still a princess?! I'm still going to sell it to me?!

Zhang Lun was a little stunned. The thinking of Takesaki Sato on the other side was too jumpy, right?!

But Take Sato's words seemed to have really worked, and a large number of samurai who followed him hesitated for a moment.

After all, he put away his sword and gun and reluctantly handed it over to the old soldiers on the ship.

"I didn't know how offensive your identity was just now, so please forgive me!" Sato Takeshi put away his sword, hesitated for a moment and handed it over to Miaoan, who was closest to him.

Zhang Lun had to sigh again about the poison of Sato Takeshi's eyes and his quick decision. The old soldiers were all beside him. If he approached with weapons, it might not cause conflict again.

How can a warrior's sword be disarmed to a woman? This is a very embarrassing thing.

But since Takesaki Sato was asking for help from Zhang Lun, he naturally wanted to observe who could please Zhang Lun. It was obvious that Miaoan was very suitable for please.

As for why Sato found that Miaoan was worthy of pleasing, this is even simpler...

The personal maid who can be the master even stands next to the master with weapons. Which personal soldier can compare with this?!

"Let's talk about it when you get on the ship~!" Zhang Lun waved his hand with a smile. Takeshi Sato took his men to board the warship first under the surveillance of the veterans.

The old soldiers began to cut off the heads of the Japanese pirates who were killed and threw the bodies into the sea, and put away the weapons.

The boat is equipped with buckets to lift water from the sea. It lifts the sea water and rinses the blood on the deck and rinses the smell of blood.

Zhang Lun boarded the ship with a smile and then asked someone to bring Sato Take over, looking at him and said curiously: "First of all, I want to know why you speak Ming Dynasty."

"Secondly, where did I make you realize the fact that I am not Mr. Chen?!"

As he said that, Zhang Lun took Sato Take's sword from Miaoan and returned it to him.

At the same time, let the old soldiers return all the weapons of these people to them, and then quietly wait for Sato Take's reply.

Takeshi Sato, who had got his weapon back, sighed and said in a low voice: "Your Fengyi is not comparable to that of a young man from a sea merchant, so when I saw you, I already had doubts..."

Zhang Lun was stunned when he heard this, but saw Takeshi Sato with a pride and said, "Although I am a samurai, I have also seen Zhu Daming and His Highness in my family with the general..."

"Your etiquette is even better than that of the famous ministers. How could you be the son of an ordinary sea merchant?!"

Zhang Lun touched Fuxi's nose with his upright lips and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. I also want to be low-key! But he doesn't allow his strength!

This handsome and handsome elegance, he is as eye-catching as fireflies in the night, what can I do?

"But it's hard to determine my identity just Fengyi." Zhang Lun waved his hand with a smile and said, "Tell me, I was discovered when I was very close to you."

But Takesa Sato whispered: "When I noticed that your style is different, I began to pay attention to the people around you..."

"The knife your maid brought is obviously not an ordinary item. Although I can't call out the carved patterns on it, I can tell that it is definitely not something that the maritime merchant can have!"

After hearing Sato Takeshi's words, Zhang Lun could only touch his nose and smile bitterly. Miaoan stared at Xing'an's eyes and pouted, and hummed and didn't say anything.

This embroidered spring sword is indeed too eye-catching, and the royal imperial gift must be given a specification.

Anyone who sees the gilded bronze sculpture bullfighting pattern on it knows that this is definitely not mainland currency.

If you are a little familiar with the situation in the Ming Dynasty, you only need to look at the bullfighting pattern and know that this is definitely a gift from the emperor.

After all, the bullfighting pattern is actually a dragon pattern, but the bullfighting is "Qiu". It means a small dragon or a young dragon.

At this time, it was not like the late Ming Dynasty when the entire shape was messed up, and everyone used the dragon patterns everywhere.

So according to the fact that Sato Takeshi knows the Ming Dynasty, he must have some understanding of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhang Lun and Miaoan walked in, they saw the embroidered spring sword on Miaoan's waist with bullfighting patterns. In an instant, he knew that Zhang Lun's identity must not be the son of a maritime merchant.

Not to mention the son of the maritime merchants, even the children of middle and high-ranking officials in the Ming Dynasty, who could have their maids carry an embroidered spring sword with bullfighting patterns?!

"You just said that there is something that can be exchanged for your lives and your people." Zhang Lun looked at Takeshi Sato with a smile and said, "You can say it now."

Takeshi Sato was silent for a while, and slowly exhaled a deep voice: "There are Franchise men holding artillery and Yu Ge in the waters around the Ming Dynasty. I know they are trading with pirates to prepare to sell the artillery they are in! "

Zhang Lun's pupils suddenly shrank! He thought of a historical situation that many people had not noticed.
Chapter completed!