It is normal for a country as big as the United States to have different accents. Sheffield opened his mouth like a big map cannon and turned a blind eye to the angry glares of many people. The words were already out of his mouth. Anyway, that was what he was thinking. There was no need to distinguish between the northern states.

The residents are all gay.

"Because you whistled at this man's female companion?" Sheffield looked at John Connor for a long time, and his eyes fell on the source behind him, a young Black Gold Company employee. He should be in his early twenties.

He looks like he is about the same age as the eldest child and the second child. Years of living outside may make people very casual.

This is not a big deal. The Haitian station itself is very close to Cuba. Over time, it is inevitable to integrate into the enthusiastic atmosphere of Latin people. However, it seems that the other group of people are not very adaptable to this.

This should be classified as a cultural conflict, but the reason why there is no cultural conflict between Yankees and Dixies is that both sides really dislike each other's soldiers. This is very real.

"I need an apology!" The man holding his companion's arm raised his head slightly, but this sentence was not addressed to the employee who was whistling, but to a map cannon that had just appeared, including many passengers.

of Sheffield.

Is it hard to get angry? He stretched out a finger to push up the brim of his top hat, and looked at each other. Then he glanced at the man who asked him to apologize, and glanced at a circle of passengers with different expressions. Sheffield shook his head nonchalantly and said

, "I don't have this habit myself. Please be patient. This will cause unnecessary conflicts."

Sheffield's demeanor is still so calm, but in the eyes of many people, this calmness is obviously looking down upon them. Who is this little kid dressed in a mature way? Does he think he is a born noble?

For a time, many men and women expressed their dissatisfaction and criticized Sheffield in large numbers. This made Sheffield take a step back for fear of being drowned in saliva. He said lightly, "Young man is still so barbaric."

Ah, you've always been like this, you don't have enough people, you behave like kittens."

"You're going too far. I don't know which kid from a nouveau riche could speak so harshly."

"That's right, the Dixie people are just defeated generals in the Civil War, so they are trying to show off their superiority."

"You'd better not intensify the conflict! Hey!" Just after sighing, Sheffield felt his shoulders sink. Two revolvers and the hand holding the gun were placed on his shoulders. The dozen or so employees around him all agreed in unison.

He took out his gun and pointed it at everyone indiscriminately. After he finished speaking, he saw everyone as quiet as a chicken and said as if it was none of his business, "I've warned you a long time ago not to intensify conflicts."

It seems that the act of being happy every day is more useful. When looking at these people, they all look much more gentlemanly and do not dare to face their own eyes.

"Don't mess around. This is the top passenger ship in the United States, and many of the guests have personal connections." The man's female companion spoke at this time, forgetting that she had just praised her companion's heroic behavior in her heart, and everyone was appreciative of their bravery.

"Human connections?" Sheffield rolled his eyes. Human connections? Isn't it just a network of connections? The Republic calls connections a network of connections, and the United States calls a network of connections a network of connections. In fact, they are both the same thing.

However, when this woman said this, she no longer had the angry aura she had just now. Sheffield looked at the source of the conflict from top to bottom. It was pretty good, but it wasn't something that would make people unable to move after just one glance.

Given the existence of Taoism, have these employees been in Haiti for a long time? Looking at any woman automatically adds points? Considering the racial composition of Haiti, this is not impossible.

"Actually, it's not that I can't understand showing one's bravery around a woman, but this time I found the wrong person. In fact, your companions don't need to cause conflicts to show their bravery in front of you." Until this time, Sheffield's eyes changed.

He just moved away from the woman's body and began to reason, "Actually, as long as he is a rich man with more than 100 million, he is approachable to others, he is full of energy, and he treats you with a million heart, why bother?

I have to use this method. Look at me staring at your chest for so long, isn’t it okay for him?"

"I'm sorry that I spoke so directly, but these are the most honest words. Maybe you don't understand." Sheffield apologized, but he didn't look like he was apologizing at all.

"Maybe your family is wealthy, but human dignity is priceless." Although he was pointed at by a bunch of pistols, there are always those who are eager to fight against injustice, even though he hid behind and did not dare to come out.

Sheffield squinted his eyes, laughed out loud, and said directly without thinking, "Everyone has a price, how can something as intangible as dignity be priceless? In 1860, an adult African was

The price in New Orleans is nine hundred dollars. Based on your body, it is about one-third of the price of an African, no more. You are only worth this little money, and you think you are priceless. It is really ridiculous.

"

If you ask this kind of question to others, they probably won't be able to answer it, but if you ask him, isn't this a gunshot? He knows very well about the price of a person.

"Master, would you like me to open his mouth, check the teeth, and give you an estimate of the price?" John Connor, the savior, grinned. His hand that was not holding the gun was full of small movements, and he seemed to be eager to try.

"Do you think I'm a nigger?" The man who had a conflict with Heijin Vocational College was full of anger and his face turned red with anger.

"Look, gay Yang is so hypocritical. I just talked about a period of history. This person is still discriminating against black people. Aren't you a family that loves each other and black people? Let me calculate an account for you. At that time, the southern states had a total of

There are four million black people, and you have just decreed that if one labor force includes minors and the elderly, even if one person is $500, you have caused a loss of two billion dollars to the South."

"Compared with the loss of money, I say that you Yankee thieves are not exaggerating at all." Sheffield put his hands on his hips confidently, but then he changed his attitude of bitter hatred, "But this is all in the past, everyone

As citizens of the United States, I will forgive your unreasonableness this time and let it go."

"Madam, you are very bored during the long journey. I can see that you are also a person who likes literature!" Sheffield glanced and saw two books leaking out of the culprit's bag. He pointed at the two books and said,

"Lend it to me to read first, and then return it to you after reading it."

"Thank you!" Sheffield got the tool to kill time as he wished, turned around and walked away and said, "Put the gun away, this is the top passenger ship in the United States, everyone should be a gentleman."
Chapter completed!