Chapter 491

Smoke curls

After washing, Lorraine, Carmen, the Jazz who changed clothes and the mayor who did not understand the puzzle from beginning to end moved to the castle patio and settled in a shady place with a backlight, leaving only the chef team with a complete surplus of manpower to continue to toss the only poor Atlantic silver salmon in the great sun of the wharf.

This means that the interesting guessing game is over. If Sir tutsela doesn't prepare a more interesting program, then everyone will enter the concluding bargaining session.

In the shadow of the wall, four people sit in a row, Lorraine and tussela are in the middle, Carmen is on the right of Lorraine, and the mayor is on the left of tussela.

When the four sat down, sir tutsela suddenly said, "the president is floating on the sea all year round. Should he not adapt to the heat of the land?"

"It's true that there aren't many opportunities to spend summer on land," Lorraine recalled for a moment. "It won't be more than three summers since I went to sea at the age of 8."

"Going to sea at the age of 8..." the Jazz repeated with emotion, "dipyani, what were you doing at the age of 8?"

"Recite the Bible." the mayor of dipyani replied without hesitation, "when I was young, my father wanted me to become a priest, so I began reciting the Bible at the age of 6, and was successfully selected into the junior Choir because of my proficiency in reciting the Bible."

"It's a pity that I carefully prepared for this for four years, but I fell ill and lay in bed on the day of the election doorman. The priest thought that God refused to accept my service, so he sent me home. After that, I began to study and go into politics."

"That sounds like a sad story!"

Tutsela smiled with an old face and didn't forget to take Lorraine with her.

"President, do you hear that? Dipyani's childhood is the childhood of children in civilized countries. He embraces the Bible and praises heaven. Only you crazy English people will run to fight the wind and waves at that age. It's catching up with heaven."

"To be familiar with the path of heaven from childhood is to be able to walk on the road of life in adulthood, sir. This is the creed for England to cultivate young people and the magic weapon for Britain to be strong."

"Isn't the magic weapon that makes Britain strong a pirate?"

The voice fell and the air suddenly condensed.

Such a straightforward irony jumped out of the mouth of a man of Sir tutsela's identity. For a moment, even Lorraine didn't know how to answer.

Are you going back?

This old thing... Is it stupid or stupid?

Lorraine looked at tussela, and Carmen also looked at tussela. Mayor dipyani blushed, and his subtle look was both like cheering and trying to make up for it.

Unfortunately, just as he failed to become a priest in the end, he was doomed to be speechless whether it was cheering or making up.

Because Lorraine chuckled.

"Sir, I really see through. My ancestors robbed this ocean two hundred years ago, and I returned to this ocean two hundred years later."

"In this way, Britain's national fortune is indeed closely related to pirates, but we are no longer a destroyer of order. We make order and then become the most determined defender."

Tutsella caught the vagueness in Lorraine's words: "President Drake wants to tell me that Spain is declining?"

"No, no, No." Lorraine waved his hand. "In my heart, Spain has never been strong. You are just good at walking in front of others, and then stop quickly. You don't hesitate to abandon the advantage of being the first."

The smell of gunpowder in the air became so strong that Carmen and dipyani could almost see the floating Mars.

This conversation has long gone against the reserved and polite manners that a gentleman should have. Now the best thing to do is to stop, calm down and make concessions. However, as their wingships, Carmen and dipyani, both Spaniards, simply can't insert into the national debate. They can only watch the conversation collapse.

Sir tussela's eyes narrowed, and there was a threatening light in the gap.

"President Drake, do you like adventure very much?"

"I like it very much," lorington said. "Whenever I face a fork in the road, I always believe that risk will be proportional to profit."

"But too much risk often points to a dead end."

"Being familiar with the path of heaven since childhood has kept me on the road of life since I became an adult, sir, I will not choose a dead end."

"Strange confidence..."

The threat in tutsela's eyes suddenly dissipated, replaced by more and more appreciation.

"To be frank, excellent young man. Spain can't set up towns on British land. Even if it can bring considerable benefits to me personally, it will only bring disaster to my motherland."

"Your concern is unreasonable. When Drake bought Miami, Florida was still a British colony. Now Britain handed her over to Spain, and Spain has the right to set up a town there."

"Your argument is to avoid the important and take the light. The inviolability of private property is God's will, which means that when Florida is returned to our country, your Miami has become a dispute between the two countries. The war may not happen immediately, but when it does happen, only Spain will be hurt."

"Your concern is groundless. The transactions between me and the Indians have been reported in Britain, Spain and the United States at the same time, and I have paid taxes for the same land three times. From the perspective of property rights, My Miami can be regarded as Miami in Britain, as well as Miami in the United States and Spain. This is not a dispute, it is common."

"Are you threatening me? You want to say that if I don't appoint a mayor for you, you will go to the United States and Britain to find your mayor? I tell you, it will bring you complete destruction. Spain will never accept such bullying!"

"Obviously, you have been misinterpreting my goodwill. Every word I say is looking for a legal explanation for Spain to avoid disputes! What's more, if I really want to trample on Spain's sovereignty, I should prepare for war in the bay of Biscay instead of fighting with you here!"

"Bold boy!"

"Stubborn old thing!"

"Hum!" "boom!"

ヽ(‘⌒´メ)(o｀ ω′) ノ

Without... Warning

A good conversation suddenly became tense and blinked at the edge of collapse.

The two people were quarrelling on the topic. The brilliant debate was at the climax. Unexpectedly, the result didn't come out, but the bitch scolded the street

What the hell

For the first time, Carmen didn't know how to cooperate with Lorraine's topic. She looked pitifully at Baba's poor mayor and saw the glittering tears in the mayor's eyes

Tears

Carmen was very happy: "president, the smoke from the wharf has dispersed! Since the negotiations can't come to an end for a while, shall we adjourn the meeting and taste the smoked fish pill you cooperated with Sir?"

"Yes! Smoked fish balls!" mayor dipyani was so excited that he burst into tears. "Sir, it's... It's time for dinner!"