C257 storm rescue

The Ancient China truly had martial arts experts, but today Xiao Letian was truly enlightened. In the past, he had seen how the Dragon Lord could use lightness techniques to fly high on the rooftops, but at that time, he could only trample on stationary points of borrowing power. He wasn't like today, who was completely reliant on the tumbling wooden bucket.

Most people would find it difficult to hold onto it, but under the Dragon Lord's feet, it was as stable as a dragonfly touching the water.

With a tap of his toes, he covered a distance of two to three meters between them. The chaotic wooden barrels in the waves were as steady as a boulder under his feet.

Everyone was dumbstruck. What kind of terrifying waist strength was this? What kind of strong sense of balance was this!?

"Flying man! This is a flyer from China! He was the sea goddess! "It's the messenger of Poseidon …"

Dragon Lord did not understand what the foreign devils were talking about. At this time, he had already rushed to the bottom of the merchant ship and was close to the water line. Dragon Lord roared and used his left foot to push against the last wooden bucket. Like a bird, he pounced towards the side deck.

Just as he was about to hit the deck, his ten fingers spread out like an eagle's claw and hooked onto the hard wood deck. His index finger even went up an inch into the wood.

Dragon Lord's body floated like a kite, his four fingers holding onto his body, as though they were welded to the ship's deck. No matter how big the wind and the waves were, they were unable to shake him off. When the boat became more stable, Dragon Lord flipped his hands and quickly climbed to the deck like a monkey.

After the incident, Captain Alexander had carefully inspected the ship's planks. The oriental flyer, China's envoy of the sea god, had actually nailed twelve inch holes in the planks with only the index and middle fingers of his hands.

Since then, Alexander has become obsessed with Chinese kungfu and sent more than a dozen of his children to China to study. At that time, Dragon Lord would already be the head of the Chinese martial arts school, the number one leader of the martial arts world. The two families would have a friendship that would last for hundreds of years.

But now, no one could guess what would happen in the future. The Westerners only saw the Dragon Lord holding onto the side of the boat with one hand and the other hand waving a huge wooden bucket in the wind. It was a bucket that was tied up with a brown rope. In Dragon Lord's hands, it was like a big meteor hammer, revolving rapidly in the air.

Dragon Lord measured Xiao Letian's distance, carefully estimating the length of the rope under his feet. He continuously exerted strength in his hands, and the barrel danced in the air like a spiral.

"Master, you're ready …" A loud roar pierced through the ocean waves, the Dragon Lord loosened his grip and the barrel flew straight towards Xiao Letian like a chain hammer.

Fifty meters, right now Xiao Letian was holding the wooden bucket and soaking it in the ice-cold water. He was fifty meters away from the merchant ship, which was also the distance that the wooden bucket had to fly over.

Xiao Letian didn't know what kind of world record the chain ball would have in the future, but he knew clearly that compared to this kind of empty wooden barrel, the chain ball was much more difficult, not to mention that Dragon Lord was even dancing with one hand.

But a miracle happened right in front of everyone's eyes. The bucket with the brown rope tied to it fell three meters in front of Xiao Letian, and Xiao Letian only needed to gently wave his arms to make sure that Xiao Letian could catch it.

"Well done, Dragon Lord truly has good martial arts!" Xiao Letian rushed over, holding onto the barrel with both of his hands, he firmly locked onto it.

"Everyone pull together …" Winged King Shida Kai ran over and grabbed the brown rope and pulled it back with all his might. Not long later, another four to five sailors attacked together and within a few minutes, Xiao Letian who looked like a drowned chicken was rescued.

"Master …" The women, led by Hu Niu, all cried as they all hugged him tightly in their arms.

"Don't strangle me... "I can't breathe …" Xiao Letian struggled to reveal his head, and shouted at the Dragon Lord, "Save them, quickly save those sailors …"

Dragon Lord silently continued to brandish the wooden bucket's meteor hammer. The huge wooden bucket was accurately thrown in front of the Ocean Sailor, and one by one, the sailors were pulled to the deck.

Just as the last sailor was saved, suddenly from the distance came a string of heavy artillery sounds. The frigate did not give up.

Xiao Letian's good luck seemed to have been used up the moment he fell into the water. After the sounds of the cannons, black figures quickly flew across the sky and smashed a heavy, solid iron ball onto the deck of the ship, causing wood shavings to fly everywhere.

"Get down, there's a bomb …" Xiao Letian pounced on his wife and protected her under his body, but after waiting for two minutes, there was no explosion.

When he raised his head to take a closer look, he realized that the frigate was using the most old-fashioned cannon and it was not a flowering bomb at all. On the bow of the ship was a black lump of iron that was emitting white smoke.

Just then, the Prussian intelligence officer ran over to Xiao Letian and shouted, "Prime Minister, our sails have been shot. We have no choice but to surrender. You are the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu Kingdom, the French do not dare to be disrespectful to you … "

Xiao Letian raised his head to look at the sky, and only then did he realise that the pure white sail had already been torn four or five times, making it very difficult to catch the wind.

"Fuck you …" Xiao Letian smashed his fist on the deck, "It looks like this bunch of Frenchmen are determined to let me go to Paris to drink? "I'm not interested …"

"Hu Niu, bring the women down to the cabin. Dragon Lord, gather our guards together, I don't believe this evil spirit today … "

Xiao Letian did not bring many guards with him this time. Other than the Dragon Lord, there were only six personal guards. In the chase just now, two of the guards were injured, and the other four were on the deck helping the Italian sailors to operate the sailboat.

When everyone gathered together, Xiao Letian was standing at the stern of the boat, looking towards the distant French frigate. His eyes were filled with rage.

"Brothers, that ship is the French battleship. You did not hear wrongly, it is the French who set fire to the Yuan Ming Yuan with the Englishman, and today, they want to kill me again …" Can we agree to it? "

"Nope!" Prime Minister, give the order, what do we do? " The boys shouted in unison. This atmosphere was too familiar to everyone, Xiao Letian's body was currently releasing an extremely dangerous aura, just like the night at the Tyrant Blood Fire.

Xiao Letian sneered as he looked at the dense dark clouds in the sky and the darkness around him. The viciousness in his heart rose up again, and he seemed to be talking to himself, "Although it's not a dark and windy night, it's still enough for us to have fun … Brothers, I need a Death Soldier, just one … "

Paul and Alexander did not know what Xiao Letian was talking about, but they could sense that an extremely dangerous aura was pervading the air.

Just then, the soldiers of the French frigate were cheering. Looking at the broken white sail in front of them, they knew that they could not get away with it.

The captain put down the binoculars and waved his hand, ordering, "Continue sending the lighting signal, tell them to stop their meaningless escape, get ready to receive our inspection …"

Before he could finish his words, the Italian merchant ship had already begun to disembark. The standard-bearer had also started sending out signals of surrender, and even the white flag was being hung up.

"Haha, lower your head in front of reality. A civilian cargo ship still wants to escape from the fire of our France's navy? Don't think this storm will save you... Get close, we are getting ready to board the ship. "

The frigate had already started to prepare for battle, while Xiao Letian and the others were already prepared for battle.

"I only want one Death Soldier, who's willing to take a step forward …" Before his voice fell, the six guards and the Dragon Lord had already taken a step forward.

Xiao Letian frowned as he looked at them, "I only want one person, not one more. "The retreat of the only child in the family, the retreat of the parents, and the retreat of no descendants …"

After shouting three times in a row, no one retreated a single step. "Prime Minister, don't waste any more time, since we brothers dared to carry this bowl of food, we have no intention of dying. From the first day we joined the new army, we have realized …" Just tell me the plan! "

Xiao Letian knew that he did not have the time to reason with them, and knew that the soldiers he brought out were all outlaws.

"I have a plan …" Xiao Letian spoke with a low voice as she gathered everyone. Very quickly, all of the brothers present understood.

"Let my Tsai do it!" When Xiao Letian finished speaking, a young man called Tsai walked out. He was a young Chinese man from Ryukyu, a typical Southern guest. In the chase just now, his left leg was broken by the wind and waves, and now he was still in a splint.

"Prime Minister, my entire body is covered in wounds, and my legs are also broken. This is the best way to confuse the enemy, they will definitely not suspect anything …" "Don't even try to fight with me for it. My parents have already died, and a son is four years old. I have no other choice but to leave now. Just take good care of my wife and children for me …"

The atmosphere was so heavy that it was hard to breathe. Everyone present wanted to shout and charge up the enemy battleships and die with them, but this was the sea, and this was not the land. Those soldiers without battleships could only bear this humiliation for nothing.

Xiao Letian patted his shoulder, his eyes filled with tears as he said: "Don't worry about your family, I'll support them for you!"

After everything was arranged, the merchant ship raised its white flag and sent out its flags and light signals. Soon after, the remaining sails were also lowered, and it was as if the ship was captured.

The frigate began to slowly move closer to the merchant ship, but it still couldn't get too close. With such a big storm, the ocean waves could easily cause a collision between the two ships, so the best way now was to use the boat to exchange people, and allow the sailors to board the ship and control the disobedient cargo ship with guns.

However, the French never expected that before their boat even went into the water, the Italian would put down a boat and the flag language was very clear.

"A Chinese envoy is here to negotiate. Please allow us to leave by ship …"

The captain quickly picked up his binoculars and looked carefully. "Oh my God!" It's actually a Chinese? Is he hurt? Blood on the head and legs? What is going on? Why would the Chinese come to the Mediterranean? "