For this man who came out of the woods (or a ** man with no clothes on!) The strange combination of five women and a pet did not dare to underestimate the armed villagers who did not have time to celebrate the victory, after all, they had wiped out the fast knife man Allen, who had a huge bounty of 5.5 million Bailey, and his Blade Pirates, and even the Pirate Ship Blade, which was equipped with sixteen twelve-pound guns, was sunk.

With such combat power to flatten these old and small, dead and wounded, it is not too easy for the villagers to be armed by a group of stragglers!

As the six of them got closer and closer, the armed villagers gathered the wounded and began to retreat slowly, not even saving the fire that had been ignited, staring at the strangers who suddenly appeared on the island with great vigilance.

Wu Liang, who was strictly guarded by the villagers, didn't care about it, Wu Liang was actually very understandable about this mentality, and he was afraid that he would have such a reaction when he encountered a powerful stranger in front of him, to put it bluntly, fear was just a haunt in his heart.

Anyway, my group is not a man-eating tiger, and when I turn around and talk about it and communicate smoothly, this situation will not happen again.

So Wu Liang stopped at the corner of the street, waiting for the villagers to send representatives to communicate.

As early as when the fast knife hand Allen was shot in the lungs and died on the spot, there were already villagers with fast legs who ran back to report to the elders who had moved to the interior of the island and hid, and it didn't take long for a thin old man with a white beard to greet Wu Liang and his party of six people tremblingly.

"Warriors, thank you very much for helping us survive the catastrophe of rum town, I am the mayor of Rams (lambs, a famous brand of British potato rum, light color, slightly lighter fragrance, full of alcohol, comrades who don't like the taste of vodka can try Rams, you should pay special attention when you drink rum! I don't know if there is such an honor, please drink a glass of local specialty wine---- 10-year-old golden rum! The old man greeted him very politely.

Sure enough, people are old and sophisticated, and they want to continue drinking with the opportunity to take out and find a chance to touch the old bottom of their group?

"I'm not in a hurry to drink the wine, I think you should put out the fire first, or there will be a strong wind in a while, and I'm afraid there won't be anything left in this small town!" Wu Liang rejected the invitation of the wine bureau in a more tactful way, (it is safe to eat less food and drinks offered by strangers when going out, so as not to be accidentally tricked!) But he still showed enough kindness to show that he was a friend and foe.

The old mayor of Rams couldn't help blinking his eyes when he heard this, and a faint flash of essence flashed, confirming that Wu Liang and his party did not show any hostility, and then turned around and yelled at the armed villagers who were still in a nervous state: "Oh! You reminded that! Don't stand still, hurry up and put out the fire first, Barcelo doesn't hurry up Your tavern will not be able to be saved, what will you use to entertain your guests at that time? "Greeting the villagers to fight the fire, to clean the battlefield.

Although the head of Allen, the fast knife man, must have been left to Wu Liang, and the Blade pirate ship was also sunk, the weapons and ammunition carried by these pirates ashore plus personal finances and other small things that Wu Liang may not be able to look at are more or less an income, and if you are lucky, you can make up for the losses in the town a little after compensating the families of the sacrificed townspeople.

"Okay! Mayor Rams, we're going to put out the fire right away! "The name of the mayor of Rams was a fat man with a flintlock rifle and a long knife in his hand, and when he said that the fire was about to burn to his own house, this guy who was about to become a ball of weight jumped three feet high like a basketball that bounced off the ground, and squeezed through the crowd and rushed to his tavern, and did not forget to greet relatives and friends, and even the drinkers who owed money for wine and did not pay for it, to help put out the fire in the neighbor's house.

With the order of the mayor of Rams, the armed townspeople who were still in a daze before immediately moved, fighting fires, rescuing the wounded, cleaning the battlefield and picking up trophies, collecting the bodies of the warring parties, and no one needed to give an order A group of people quickly found their rightful position, as skilled as hundreds of drills in peacetime, several tasks were carried out at the same time without any impact, and the efficiency was very high.

Kenneng sensed the doubt in Wu Liang's eyes, and Mayor Rams took the initiative to explain: "Let a few warriors laugh, because the town's specialty gold rum is a high-value commodity with a high price, whether it is robbed to sell or drunk by himself, it is very popular, so there are often pirates who are not long-sighted to come and loot, and everyone will be accustomed to it after a long time!" If it weren't for the help of a few of you, we would have lost a lot of manpower today before we could drag the nearby navy to come to support, so please let us entertain you. ”

"Let's talk about it when you're done!" After a few glances around, Wu Liang felt as if he had found the murder weapon that bombarded him---- a 'hand cannon' with a large caliber but a butt like a gun, and immediately lost the interest of wasting his tongue with the old fox mayor, and handed the thunderous flintlock pistol to Sakura, who was standing behind him, and casually responded with a quick two steps before walking in front of the hand cannon, kicking away the body of the strong pirate that pressed the cannon body, and picking up the hand cannon directly from the pool of blood without being dirty.

I thought it was a high-end thing that was loaded from the breech like the M79 grenade launcher, but when I got it in my hands, Wu Liang found out that this ghost thing was a breech-loading improvised gun, and God knows how this gunner used his body to counteract the terrifying recoil when fired without breaking his wrist or even breaking his ribs.

It stands to reason that a human being who can be so strong should be able to resist the bullets of an ordinary 5.45 small-caliber rifle with this perverted level of muscles, but at the moment, this unlucky guy has been punched out of four or five holes in his upper body alone, which can only be forcibly explained by the theory that there is also a level suppression in gunpowder weapons.

Maybe the propellant of the M74 has been strengthened by the rules of the world!

Wu Liang, who was almost blown up by a stray bullet, could only hastily draw such an inference, and when he was not interested, he casually threw the bulky hand cannon that had aroused his great curiosity on the pirate's corpse, and then took out a tissue from his trouser pocket and carefully wiped the stinky blood stained on his palm.

As everyone knows, he has long been accustomed to natural movements, but in the eyes of Mayor Rams, they have quite a lot of meaning!