When Widdle had the idea of ​​shooting Zhang Biwu, he thought that if he killed Zhang Biwu now, it would have ruined the face of the British Empire. It would be shameful to lose, but the sneak attack behind him would only use insidious means, which would make people even more shameful and despised, and Britain's honor would be ruined.

No matter how aggrieved or angry he felt, Weidell had to endure it! He thought of Zhang Biwu's proud expression that I was a Chinese. He also kept reminding himself in his heart: "I am a British!" He just wanted to endure this tone himself. Weidell believed that the pride of being a British is no worse than that of Zhang Biwu as a Chinese!

But Widdle also saw Delis, and he frowned and thought of an idea, and he had to implement it immediately.

On the other side, Noretti didn't make a sound, looked around for a while, and then looked at Widdle and Zhu Kezhen. He was thinking about what to do in his mind.

Weidell, who made up his mind, said with a smile: "Okay! Good martial arts! I am willing to make friends with my little brother! Zhang Biwu! Ha! The name contains the word Wu. No wonder martial arts is so high. If you feel wronged in the Ming army, then join our British army! You will be an officer! You will be valued! With the backing of the powerful British Empire, your future is limitless!" Weidell also gave Zhang Biwu a thumbs up.

Weidell's sudden change was surprising! And he was not angry at all, as if facing an old friend. Zhang Biwu looked at Weidell with golden light in his eyes: "Because I am a Chinese, I will not leave the Ming army! Isn't this clear?"

Weidell did not dare to look at Zhang Biwu. He turned his eyes to the other side and said, "Haha! OK! I have made friends like you! Our King of England asked us to come to the Ming Dynasty to make friends..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Biwu asked back in a tit-for-tat manner: "Since you are making friends, why did you bombard me with the fort and even remove my thirty-five cannons?"

Hearing this, Weidell smiled bitterly, then his eyes turned, and he knew how to answer: "We were not confused by the robbers some time ago, and thought they were robbers! That's why this misunderstanding happened! It's our fault! Thirty-five cannons are returned immediately! It's just a new friend. I want to keep you for a while and discuss compensation. I just don't know if you are willing to stay? Zhang Biwu!"

Weidell asked Zhang Biwu to stay, but he had bad intentions! He took the British military flag and asked Weidell to make a fool of himself in public. He also asked Zhang Biwu to stay on his flagship, with evil intentions!

He wants to take revenge! Take this opportunity to kill Zhang Biwu! This is the first reaction of Noretti and others! And what they thought of was that Zhang Biwu would not agree!

Then Delis also whispered: "Biwu, don't agree to the commander-in-chief, otherwise your life will be lost!Biwu!"

Zhu Kezhen was not in a hurry at all, just holding her beard and watching with interest at how Zhang Biwu responded.

Zhang Biwu replied without thinking: "Okay! Since you are friends, you should stay here to reminisce about the past and talk about friendship. Otherwise, you would not have the opportunity to gather together! What's more, you come from thousands of miles away, and as hosts, how can you do not have enough friendship with the landlord? Okay! I'll stay on the boat!"

As soon as these words were said, they were beyond everyone's expectations. They couldn't believe it. Looking at Zhang Biwu was like looking at a monster. You know, this place was a tiger's den for Zhang Biwu! Isn't Zhang Biwu afraid? But they couldn't see any fear from Zhang Biwu!

Weidell was stunned. He really didn't expect that Zhang Biwu would answer so simply. Wouldn't he be afraid of death? For this reason, Weidell looked at Zhang Biwu carefully, and his eyes showed admiration for his opponent. But he was angry in his heart!

Now, Widdle's face was beating, and the fire in his eyes was burning. He had vicious revenge thoughts ignited more than once: "Good boy! If you dare to stay, I must kill you! Then chop you into hundreds of dollars and throw it into the sea to feed the sharks!"

Zhang Biwu's eyes met Zhu Kezhen's. From Zhang Biwu's eyes, Zhu Kezhen understood Zhang Biwu's meaning.

Zhang Biwu turned to Noretti: "Aren't we friends? Isn't it a good thing to get together? How could there be danger? I think I will see you again without any harm? Mr. Noretti! Both Portugal and British people are in love!"

Zhang Biwu's move was to pull Noretti and the others in, and he also specifically mentioned their country, which made Weidel somewhat worried.

Such agitated Noreti, then he smiled foolishly, "Yes! Yes!" But Noreti thought to himself, "It's strange? How could Zhang Biwu call us Portugal? Don't most of them call us Franji? But Zhang Biwu is a dangerous person!"

Noretti glanced at Zhang Biwu for this and thought to himself: "It would be better for Wedell to kill Zhang Biwu! In this way, their British Empire was disgraced, and Widell became a villain! But it would be of many benefits to us Portugal! Zhang Biwu, both wise and brave, will be the pillar of the Ming army in the future! We and the Ming army began a battle a hundred years ago, and we could not gain any advantage for more than a hundred years! If the Ming army got another general, it would be difficult for us to get greater benefits in trade in China!"

When Norreti's eyes touched Zhang Biwu, he looked away as if he was guilty and did not dare to take another look.

Widdle seemed to have a clear understanding of Noretti's heart. Of course he knew what Noretti thought! But he would not make Noretti proud, don't think of people as fools!

But Weidell still forced a smile and said, "Haha! Yes! Noretti! We are all good friends! Of course, there will be only joy in the gatherings between friends! Okay! Just settle it, Zhang Biwu, please stay!" Zhang Biwu laughed: "Okay! I can't ask for it! I heard that the British are very gentlemanly, and I want to learn gentlemanly with Commander-in-Chief Weidell!"

Zhang Biwu was still fine and said, "Mr. Norreti, can you give me some wine! I know that your Portuguese wine is very good! Can you give me some?"

Norreti smiled bitterly and said, "Okay! OK!" He thought to himself, "Are he really not afraid? He can't drink my wine at that time, but he will drink it instead of bullets! But I really admire this Chinese! It's rare! I have to report to the Governor of Goa that there are such rising stars in the Ming army, and we still can't touch China easily! It's best that he dies at the hands of Widdle!"

Widdle turned to Noretti and interrupted Noretti's thoughts: "Noretti, I hope you will tell the Ming court this misunderstanding and mediate it in the center! We will also compensate you! Please!" Widdle blinked and pointed at it.

Norreti agreed happily, and he knew that Widdell said this to let him leave. If he were here, Zhang Biwu would have a backer. At that time, Widdell would have more concerns if he wanted to kill Zhang Biwu. So Widdell deliberately sent Norreti away and knew that Norreti understood.

When Zhu Kezhen saw this, he had seen through the conflict between the Portuguese and the British.
Chapter completed!