At this time, a team of carriages had arrived in the city of New Orleans, and there was a congestion in front of them. At first glance, people were surging, as if today was an important festival, and everyone appeared on the street. Sheffield did not want to interfere with other people's activities, so he wanted to change a route and continue, but it was useless at all, and the same was true for other streets.

"Is it Christmas today? Or are they all crazy?" Sheffield frowned and was stuck in the middle and couldn't move forward and retreat. He felt annoyed for no reason and pointed ahead and asked someone to ask.

Countless white people occupied the streets, and they cheered loudly, and a burst of cheers led everyone's emotions. Everyone was in it, everyone was a participant, and they didn't care about the other people's thoughts. But if you look closely, you will find that there was no black man on the entire street, and there was no one. You should know that New Orleans is mostly black.

There were also many people riding horses and dressed in cowboys, and seemed to enjoy the atmosphere very much.

"We are a country ruled by law, so don't the police take care of it? Let's see what's going on." Sheffield held his forehead and asked the bodyguards beside him, letting them see what was going on. He was so busy every day that he finally came out and encountered a surround. These nonsense people didn't care about the owner's feelings at all.

Outside the Louisiana court, there was a sea of ​​people, and people gathered to see the news of the final verdict, as if shrouded by the emotions outside. The judges in the court also read out word by word about the defendant, deliberately provoking the bottom line of the law, and rushing into the public train that only whites can take, which scared the passengers on the train. This act of despising the sacred law is a challenge to the rights of citizens.

"Louisiana ensures that whites and other ethnic groups are orderly and equal, do not interfere with each other, and isolate each other. In May, Thompson broke through blockades and entered the white carriage. According to the state law's description of the relevant crimes, Thompson will face a twelve-month week. No judges have any objections to this and are fined a hundred dollars at the same time."

"If we don't punish this criminal, unauthorized entry into the white carriage, and be indifferent to the safety of the passengers in the carriage at that time, the next time they will break into our house and point guns at our women and children."

Standing on the steps in front of the court door, a middle-aged man shouted at the top of his lungs, "There can't be a next time. As long as this happens once, no matter who it is, we will make them pay the price. Long live the alliance!"

"Long live the United States of America!" Thousands of people shouted in unison, and huge waves of sound passed through the thick walls and entered the solemn court, making the faces change when the people inside heard it.

Such a loud sound came from a long way, and even Sheffield, who was far away from the state court, changed color. Although it was very blurry, he did hear the slogan of the United States. He quickly pushed the car door down, climbed into the carriage and looked into the distance. His eyes suddenly opened, and he said to himself, "Southern Cross Flag?"

"You guys go and see what these people are coming from?" Sheffield shouted to the black and gold bodyguards around him.

"I'll go by now, and today seems to be the day when the black young man was sentenced." John Connor did not forget to explain, "New Orleans is not peaceful."

"What do you care about me? That's all the court's business! Now I'm going to the port with my friends." Sheffield frowned and looked disdainfully. "How much does this involve? These bastards always make things difficult for me at critical moments."

After saying that, Sheffield got back into the carriage, and John Connor led a group of people into the crowd and pushed all the people blocking the road away. It was only a few hundred meters away, but these strong black gold employees were extremely difficult to walk, and the difficulty was even more difficult than going to sea.

John Connor wanted to say that it was too difficult for me, but he still walked out of breath, in front of the man who was still hoarsely motivating. Even at such a close distance, the shouts from around him made his eardrums buzz.

At this moment, the door of the court was pushed open and the criminal was pushed out by a group of policemen. Seeing this scene, the people surrounding here fell into madness. Even the black young man surrounded by a group of policemen squirmed slightly in his throat, and his face appeared with a pale look that would never appear in his lifetime.

"Kill him..." The man waving the southern cross flag roared. When John Connor heard this, he suddenly became anxious and shouted directly, "Take a gun and calm these people down!"

Bang bang bang! A gunshot shocked the people who were in a state of madness. The first second was crowded, and the next second was silent. Taking advantage of the opportunity to shoot in the sky, John Connor rushed up in two steps, holding the gun in his hand and questioned the leading man, "Who are you? Why are you blocking the state court?"

"I am KKK, I am protecting the interests of all of us. Who are you? You are standing with the people who hurt us." Conley was also stunned by the sudden appearance, but soon asked in anger. If it weren't for the people who came with John Conner, he would have given these people a good look.

"It's the Klan! You two go back and tell the young master!" John Conner ordered at the two black gold staff, then put away his pistol, "I am a black gold shipping employee of Sheffield. No matter what happens, I should not incite citizens to block the door of the state court."

"Is it the Klan? The federal government has declared them illegal. If you don't hide well, you will know that you will cause trouble?" Sheffield rolled his eyes and said in a mess, "It's better to succeed than to make trouble. It will have a negative effect as soon as it appears. Tell the crowd ahead to get out of the way and let's see what's going on?"

"Why are there no police officers maintaining order? If it were in Paris, the military police should have been dispatched now. What is the Klan? Isn't the only Democratic and Republican parties in the United States?" Annie asked in a low voice with a helping voice.

"Police officers, they came out when they are fine. I guess they must have collected money today." Sheffield chuckled and mocked, "The United States is just a country with a multi-party system on the surface, but actually a two-party system. As for these people, they are a civil organization, and you are not a citizen of the United States and you don't need to know. You can understand them as a group of patriots! They represent the public opinion of southern citizens, but they always do stupid things."

It is indeed a group of patriots. As for whether they love the United States or the Union, it is not necessarily true.

After walking through the long crowd, the group of carriages arrived at the confrontation site. Sheffield walked off the carriage, and of course, by accident, was formed by a group of black gold staff and wrapped into rice dumplings. Sheffield, who had long been used to this, reached out to the man who was still not sure about the situation and said, "Hello, William Sheffield!"

"Sheffield? Are you the family of the Legion Commander?" Conley quickly introduced himself as soon as he heard it. "My father is a Marine veteran under Brigadier General Ward."
Chapter completed!