Westin was greeted by an awkward silence, except for the overseers who were guarding outside the room, several people in the room did not move, and to say something nasty, Westin felt like he had been ignored as if he had let out a fart. Of course, the torches lit in the dark night concealed his predicament, and empathetically added a layer of protective color to his somewhat swollen face, otherwise this feeling of being ignored would really be difficult to dissolve.

"Forget it, kill this Yankee for me! Set fire to here! Westin shouted in annoyance, "I'll count to three, one, ......two," and the door to Westin's room was opened, and an old man with gray hair came out, he was dressed in cheap but very clean clothes, and there was an occasional flash of thought in his eyes behind his glasses, apparently wondering why the overseers had come after him.

"We never closed the door to negotiations!" Westin raised his hand and asked the overseers around him to put away the long guns and short guns, but his rifle was still on the back of the hostage, "A member of the Underground Railroad? We've been looking for you for a long time, and you stole the black slaves from our Sheffield plantations? ”

"You're from Sheffield Plantation?" The old man pushed his glasses and sighed, there was no way to do it now, even if he concealed it, it would not have any effect, because in another room, there were still ten black people who had not been sent away, and only a few people smashed the door to get the effect of getting the stolen goods.

This is something that both sides understand, Westin can be said to occupy an all-round advantage, the only disadvantage is that the gunshot just now, some residents who are close are curiously watching, fortunately, this matter is not impossible to deal with, there are already a few overseers who have dismounted to explain, the reason for chasing fugitive slaves does not work in the north, but it is completely acceptable to the residents here.

After a few minutes of confrontation, when Westin gradually lost patience, the members of the Underground Railroad who still occupied the disadvantage couldn't stand it, and dozens of fierce overseers surrounded the place, and there was a posture of starting if they didn't agree with each other, and not everyone was not afraid of death! If there is the first Thomas, there is no guarantee that the second will not appear. Someone shouted from the hut that didn't open the door, "If only we let go of your plantation slaves and let you take them!" Can you guarantee that we will leave the ...... safely?"

"Absolutely!" The hostage hides Westin's dangerous smile in the shadows, Sheffield laughed at himself the other day as a descendant of criminals, and he must be ruthless when facing the northern Yankees, because so are our fellow northerners. Westin wants to say, I'm also a descendant of criminals, and it's better to throw credit aside.

At least here these Yankees are lambs to the slaughter, and the other party has two options, the first is to free the slaves themselves, and the second is for them to be killed, and then the Westin overseers take the slaves away. But the end result is the same, that is, the Yankee becomes a prisoner, and the two paths are different, but they lead to the same end.

In the end, the old man at the beginning nodded bitterly, in order to ensure the safety of these people, he still gave up the idea of rescuing the black slaves, anyway, they had already sent away ten black slaves, and they were already very worthy of their conscience.

"Very well, old sir! You made the right choice! Westin ordered the overseer behind him to tie up the hostages in his hands and shouted, "Yankey, open all the rooms, my brothers will search!" God knows if you guys have stolen the property of other plantations......"

Faced with the cooperation of the other side, Westin was relieved and pushed outside the courtyard, walked to Raidon's side and whispered, "I will control everyone by surprise for a while, and I can't let them go back to the north!" Out of Louisiana, they're going to make trouble when they go back to the North! ”

"They still want to go back to the North? The Brazilian plantations welcome them......" Redden pursed his lips and whispered, "Edward has long agreed with Taylor Manor that the blacks will be ours and the Yankees will be Taylor's estate, as an addition to the overseas slave trade!" ”

The sudden reversal of the plot seems to have been completed in an instant, these Yankees thought they were safe, but they didn't expect that the plantation overseers with a large number of people would teach them to be people in an instant, verbal abuse could not solve the problem, and the nine members of the Underground Railroad were tied up with horse ropes, "I didn't expect you slave owners' lackeys to be so shameless!" A very young white man yelled.

"The level of shamelessness is almost as good as that of your capitalists in the north!" Westin answered absentmindedly, "So you can all be fooled, is it that you have been staying with black people for a long time, and your IQ has been lowered?" Well? Hehe......"

Westin's words made the overseers in the yard burst into laughter, arrogantly laughing at these naïve Yankees, and from time to time someone chimed in, asking if the extent of the Underground Railroad movement was that they had been with black people for a long time and learned how to climb trees? Can you shoot arrows and skim spears?

"Lincoln?" Westin saw a familiar face from the black slaves released and stepped forward and said, "Although you didn't play a role later, I saw the code left by the stronghold at the beginning, and I did a good job......

"Thank you, Mr. Westin!" Lincoln suddenly walked up to an Underground Railroad member and slapped him hard, "Stinky boy, no one can call me a except my master!" You stupid ×, go eat......"

"Well done, it's not the Yankee thief's turn to meddle in the affairs of our plantation and beat him up!" Westin took the lead in applauding, and the overseers in the back applauded, and after a while, Westin took care of everything, leaving ten to watch here, and left here with the other overseers, he wanted to see how Taylor Manor was doing.

"You're saying there wasn't a Subway railroad head in the guy just now? Isn't that old man? Westin, who was holding a torch, listened to Thomas in surprise, "Actually, our head is a middle-aged man, and the old man is not!" ”

"You guys ran away directly in the name of escorting fugitive slaves, what a good leader!" Westin snorted sarcastically and said, "You have to pray that you don't let the murderous guys at Taylor Manor kill you like a meal kill your head, or you will trade that old man's head for your own freedom!" ”

It didn't take long for Westin and they joined up with Bird Taylor's team, "Didn't catch it?" Westin glanced around, there was no trace of a gunfight, covered his head and shouted, "A dozen black slaves, even if Edward doesn't say anything, Uncle Sheffield will definitely fire me when ......he hears about this when he comes back."

"Who said it didn't work!" Bird Taylor was quite dissatisfied with his suspicion, and with a wave of his hand, he escorted out a group of blacks from behind, and a few whites among them, and said, "Let's send it back first, as for how the loot will be distributed, that's not what we say!" Killed a Yankee, and two black men were accidentally wounded, and I ordered them to be buried alive! ”

Westin's eyebrows jumped and he shouted behind Bird Taylor, "Martin, Luther King, have we lost any of our family's property?" ”

"Mr. Westin, it's the Yankees who are buried alive!" The two who were tied up hurriedly shouted that the people at Taylor Manor didn't know which of these people were fugitive slaves from Sheffield plantations and which were Yankees, so they were all tied up.

"We'll talk about it later!" Westin and Bird Taylor looked at each other and said in unison, both of them are in charge of the hands, and the person who moves the mouth is still resting in his own house.