Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 717 11. Very Civilized
"My God, how could this be..."

Floating on the surface of the sea, Diana beside Jasmine was stunned when she saw these strange phenomena that she couldn't understand at all.

"It is difficult for people to face and admit things they don't understand. Most of them are misinterpretations and assumptions. This is the human heart, which is complicated and changeable."

After all, Jasmine was the head of the house when she was 9 years old mentally, and she spent a while in the dilapidated Star City, and she had seen enough.

With a long sigh, he waved his hand again. Another white man who took out his revolver staggered again, repeated the same mistakes as the one who whipped the whip, and pulled the trigger.

There was a bang, a puff of smoke, and a wail, hitting the leg of another white man who also took out his gun.

Then there was a second bang.

Then finally messed up.

"Hurry, run, voodoo is too powerful, let's go find the priest!"

A group of white people scatter around like birds and beasts, and collide with the crowd of onlookers, causing even greater panic. On the contrary, the black man who was whipped raised his head, with a blank face, and looked at the black people surrounding him, men and women, There were adults, youths, and teenagers, and they knelt down to him.

What the hell?

Finally, a series of hasty whistles sounded, and several knights with six-pointed star badges carried rifles to stop the chaos of the crowd.

Finally the confusion subsided, and one of the initially flustered whites returned to the blacks with the mounted police.

"Sir, my suggestion is to shoot them immediately, look at them, they are too weird."

"Where is your captain? Who is in charge?"

"The one lying on the ground." The guide pointed to the one who started to whip people.

"...Let's go ask the priest."

Looking at the black people in a circle, kneeling towards a black man in a circle, the mounted policeman was also said to be a bit vague, what if there is really voodoo or something, he might be cursed if he kills him, earning this salary , not worth it.

"It doesn't seem to be of any help..."

Jasmine and Diana had already found a boat, changed into long skirts, sleeve covers, scarves and top hats, and each put on a gemstone necklace, becoming two young ladies from a wealthy family in this era.

Another ruby ​​was left for the owner of the clothes.

While sailing and diving, Jasmine was lucky enough to find a shipwreck, and she gained a lot.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully." Diana was even more unaccustomed to this kind of restrained attire than Jasmine, and she was awkward, but she didn't know that things would develop like this.

"I don't blame you, I didn't think too much about it."

"So what should we do, those people, is there still a chance to save them?"

"Either make it bigger and really scare them all away?"

"But there are also women and children here. Some of them were injured in the panic just now..."

"Yes, the person who tied the bell is still needed to untie the bell. Just wake up that nasty guy. With my current mental strength, I should be able to do it. Diana, you come to protect me."

"Okay, rest assured and leave it to me."

……

"Ah!!! Voodoo is controlling Donald's corpse!!!"

"Shet! Shut up! Don't talk nonsense! Barron, you coward! Where's Eric? I just passed out, I just fell and just fell... Soul bomb! It's you, make me look bad, look I won't kill you!"

Regardless of the blood on his face, Donald walked towards a group of blacks with a whip in his hand, and he whipped his head and face again.

It made a group of people howl and howl.

Only then did everyone feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that everything was a misunderstanding, so that's fine, it's fine, it's fine if it's not voodoo.

But they didn't realize that the whip was cracking loudly, and the black man was really rolling all over the ground screaming in pain, but there were no obvious wounds.

Finally, the black people were shaken again. Donald seemed to have consciously recovered his face, so he was satisfied. He walked up to the mounted policeman triumphantly. Huyou left and helped evacuate the crowd of onlookers.

"Soul bomb! Find a doctor! Do you really want Ivan to bleed to death!? Find a priest? Voodoo? Have you smoked too much, you soul bomb black bastard? Hurry up, move for me, otherwise no one will be killed this month." Want to get paid!!!”

Donald yelled wildly, and he held a few younger brothers, those who looked for doctors sought doctors, and those who managed black people managed black people.

Everything seems to be back to normal.

"My shelduck! My head hurts, that fat white Donald, his brain is too filthy, even maggots can't survive there..."

Donald returned to the captain's cabin on his ship and said that he wanted to think about things alone.

Only then did Jasmine wake up, patting her forehead and screaming for pain.

"Thank you, Jasmine." Diana put her arms around Jasmine, gently rubbing her temples.

"That's right, it's been so hard, so hard, Diana, you have to make it up to me." Jasmine just wanted to say that it's okay, but she rolled her eyes and buried her whole face in Diana's deep career line, feeling bored. The voice is muffled, pitifully coquettish.

"Okay, okay..." Diana spoiled her face with a helpless expression.

"Let's go, go to that fat white man's boat, the good man has to do it to the end..." With the promise, Jasmine was very motivated.

So, at night, Donald's boat sailed all the way to the north, where there was finally a little hope.

Jasmine not only "persuaded" Donald and his crew with mental power, but also figured out what era it is now, and what kind of place this place is.

1858, Midi South Shore, Miami.

Two years before the southern states of Midland withdrew from the Federation.

Three years before the Midi Civil War officially started.

It is also one of the most famous presidents of the United States, Abraham Lincoln, four years before the "Emancipation Proclamation of the Black Slave".

At this time, it is said that the sale of black slaves has been banned, but the existing ones have not been liberated.

In the vast plantations in the south of Midi, the slave owners took the treaty as nothing for the sake of profit.

It's just another way of saying it, it has become smuggling, blatant smuggling, but in fact there is no difference.

The conflict of interests between southern plantation owners and northern capitalists is also intensifying and escalating in an all-round way. The outbreak of the Civil War owes only a real fuse.

"So let's go North, because the Civil War broke out, Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, and got a chance to do something."

Jasmine and Diana hitch a ride on Donald's ride and discuss their next steps.

"We can use Donald, an old fat man, as an agent. It happens that we have a lot of jewelry, gold and silver to digest, and then we can find an industry to do it when we have funds. Only with capital can we better help others."

"Can't we do it ourselves?" Diana was tired of thinking of the old fat man.

"Hey, in this era, not only what you see, but also more discrimination and injustice, not only black people, remember those half-bald people with braids? I still have one-eighth of the blood over there, that The country, ruled by a group of alien colonists, is decayed and weak, and is being invaded by these so-called civilized countries... Women also have no social status in this era."

"...What happened to this world?"

(End of this chapter)