The maid lowered her head and said the matter from beginning to end, the cells in the manor are generally held with very hard-boned blacks, and these blacks are unwilling to be slaves, so under normal circumstances, the thugs in Taylor Manor choose the same as others, that is, until they are subdued, Sheffield listened to it from beginning to end, and said slowly, "Anna, you should take care of your thugs, even if it is to make money, what do you sell when the slave dies?" After speaking, Sheffield took out a paper bag from his pocket and opened it to see that there were some impurities in the white particles.

"What is this? What about morphine? Annabelle asked, morphine has appeared in this era, and it is widely used in the field of medicine, Annabelle is no stranger, Sheffield took out a cigarette and poured the white particles into it and said, "I don't know if I can save it, I ...... tell you effectively."

"Is this it? It's a medicine, at least it relieves the pain! Sheffield said with some uncertainty. As long as any industry develops, it can be called broad and profound. This kind of thing was called heroin and cause in later generations, and the source of its manufacturing in history was first made in Germany, where the chemical industry was very developed. The reason why he said that he was broad and profound was because Heroin and Yin were also divided into several types, and he was not an expert in chemistry, so he didn't know what kind of thing he had made, so it would take time.

Annabelle waved the maid down and ordered, "In a moment Mr. Sheffield and I will go down!" Let's treat it simply! ”

There were only two people left in the room, and the girl saw Sheffield mixing the cigar with curiosity, compared to the girl's eagerness, Sheffield's face was much more ugly, although he made this thing, he didn't know how much to use at all, and he didn't smoke it for jokes, how could he know?

"This thing is purer than morphine, and it will definitely be addictive, so forget it!" Sheffield swore countless times that as long as he could promise the Civil War, anything would be used on the northerners, but when it was time to really kick the door, he still naturally wanted to shrink back, his heart was still not black enough, and he was not ruthless enough!

"What do you care about so much? It's effective, and it's not for us! Annabelle snatched the cigar from Sheffield's hand and said, "It's good to forget the pain, if you don't save that black slave, you will definitely die!" Follow me to the cell! The girl almost pushed Sheffield out of the room.

Compared with the princess of Taylor's manor, Sheffield found herself like a pure blank sheet of paper, born in the mud and unstained, on the contrary, Annabelle did things almost without scruples, and if she were a man, Sheffield would almost have the heart to strangle her. Because Sheffield couldn't guarantee that he would be able to play with her.

The cells are on the ground floor of the castle, and the exit is in a secret door under the wall, and the entire underground cell is lit by a number of exhaust holes, which are closed in case of rain, but the exit is opened to prevent the detainees from suffocating to death due to lack of oxygen.

Following the girl in front of him all the way, Sheffield thought that he was walking in the corridor of history, he never expected that there was such a place in Taylor Manor, and he came several times without being discovered, "This dungeon was dug by your family?" ”

"No, this is where the French colonial army stores food! My father took a fancy to this dungeon in the first place, so he bought this stronghold as the headquarters of Taylor's Manor! Annabelle's crisp voice could be heard far away in the dark dungeon, and the presence of a girl in a crisp white dress in such a place always made Sheffield feel that there was no harmony there.

In fact, since I met this girl, this feeling of incongruity has always existed, and Annabelle is a very beautiful girl from both Western and Eastern aesthetics. Most of the encounters also have a gentle temperament that is rare for Caucasians, but none of the things Annabelle did matched this temperament, and the girl in the long white dress seemed to be born with a penchant for being in the dark.

When she arrived at the cell where the accident occurred, Annabelle looked coldly at the thugs inside, looked at the fierce-looking strong man and shouted, "Can you save it?" I said that if you kill a black slave, this account will be counted on the person who beat people, how should you calculate the loss you caused to Taylor Manor? ”

"Princess Anna, White went a little too far!" A man who looked like a head head bowed his head and explained. Actually, that's not the point, the point is Princess Anna? Sheffield coughed unnaturally, and here it seemed very abrupt. It was only then that the guards of these cells discovered that Annabelle was followed by a teenager.

This is mainly because Annabelle's aura is too strong when facing these thugs in the manor! The old people of the manor have a feeling that Annabelle's current style is very similar to the Taylor brothers twenty years ago, and even more than the young Taylor brothers in terms of aura, John Taylor's son is younger, and there is no comparison with Annabelle, so the thugs in the manor call Annabelle Princess Anna.

"If you save it, it's okay to say, if the rescue can't come, replace your son!" Annabelle snorted coldly, "Drag people up there first, for God's sake, you'd better pray to save ......"

Sheffield, who returned to the ground again, felt that the whole world was brightened, and helped Annabelle out before he had time to look at the black man who was still twitching when he was dragged out, and said in a low voice, "Some lynchings should be abolished, I seem to have seen a lot of medieval torture instruments just now, and Spain itself does not necessarily maintain so many varieties, you actually have them here!" ”

"You don't understand, don't compare the slaves we captured with the people on your plantations, and sell them to you who have already accepted their fate!" Annabelle looked at the boy next to her with a serious face and said, "Our family earns black money, this will not change no matter what, in fact, many torture instruments are just decorations, but it is impossible to completely abolish them." Our family is abolished, maybe your major plantations will have to be guarded more tightly! ”

"Well, let's look at this black man first!" Sheffield couldn't tell from the unconscious black man's expression that there was no salvation.

"I wanted to try morphine, but you've got something new! Then there must be an experiment, so try it from this black man, if you can save it, it will be useful! Annabelle asked two thugs to drag the black slave to a bench as she walked.

"But the other party is already unconscious, how can he smoke on his own?" Sheffield had a look on his face, you don't lie to me.

There is no doubt that Sheffield's idiotic question was rewarded with a roll of the eye, a thug lit a cigar and stuffed it into the black man's mouth, then plugged his nose! If you want to breathe, you have to gasp through your mouth, and a violent cough after a dozen seconds proves that this trick works.

"The breathing is a lot calmer, don't turn it back for the time being, it should be fine!" Ten minutes later, a seemingly experienced thug said.