There was a loud noise, and the long-awaited Trist walked out of his tent and looked at the familiar location, near the tent not far away, a group of people were swearing and swearing, he smiled, and then pulled out a card and walked over slowly.

"TMD, you must be out of a thousand, who can win more than ten in a row?" shouted the gambler who lost money at the beginning, "That's it, if we don't win, we will win a thousand?" said the gambler next to him, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"What are the thousands, where did you see us out of the thousands?" his clansmen defended, "You washed the cards, and we haven't made any small moves, why, can't afford to play?"

"MD, what do you call Mao?" the gamblers seemed to be enraged by the words, "Get out of our chassis, get out!" said a group of men rushing up with sticks.

Trist watched in the shadows as his people did not resist, but slowly retreated towards the side of the boat, and couldn't help but sigh, "Sometimes, kindness... It will only make them worse. He squeezed the cards in his hand, said coldly, and then slowly retreated.

"How can you do this, we are here to trade commodities, and you are the one who proposed to play cards and gamble for money, and if you lose, you are not convinced and say that we are out of a thousand?" said one person unconvinced as he stepped back.

"Lao Tzu said that if you are out of a thousand, you will be out of a thousand, when did I say that I missed it, right?" he looked at the man beside him and said, "That's natural, our boss has never said anything wrong, hurry up and get out of our chassis, you are no longer welcome here." The man whispered, then brandished his club to force Trist's people to back off.

Although there were many people in the river who were not convinced, no one resisted, but retreated to the back.

"Playing cards blindly, blaming others for a thousand, it's really a laughing person, hahahaha. A voice came.

"Whoever TM talks, get out of here with Lao Tzu. The leading gambler shouted, "Whoosh!" a card passed the gambler's face in an instant, just a centimeter away from his face, but even so, a bloody wound appeared on his face.

The gambler was visibly incredulous, he touched his face, and then saw the blood on his fingers, "This is... Magic?" he said, a little trembling.

"Get out, come back next time, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" A voice came, and then more than a dozen cards were played near them, no one was hurt, but it was full of momentum, although Trist is now the same as many years ago, but the strength is still there.

"You—" the gambler looked at the Great River people in front of him, "you wait for me, wait!" Then, leading the crowd to flee quickly.

"What's the situation?" began the people of the Great River, "things are not good, they will not give up, we must leave quickly." A middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Everyone hurry up and pack up, let's get out of here immediately." ”

Then everyone dispersed and returned to their tents, but not long after the time passed, the large group of men and horses came towards the camp of the Great River.

"Oh no, soldiers, they're sending soldiers over!" I don't know who shouted, the people of Dahe were startled, and Trist frowned, and then hid in the shadows.

The people of the Great River stepped out of their tents, and across from them were the soldiers of the place, and a man who seemed to be the leader of the group, and beside him stood the fleeing gamblers.

"Is it that they hurt you with magic?" the leader asked in a cold voice, "Yes, my lord, it's them, and I don't know who it is, the magic is fast, you have to be careful." "I'm still afraid that these rabbles won't make it, I'm already a half-step ethereal spirit intermediate level. The team leader deliberately mentioned his strength.

"Which of you hurt one of our people?" the leader asked the people of the river in front of him, "we didn't do anything, you can ask them if you don't believe it, and we don't know who hurt him." At this time, a middle-aged man walked out and said slowly.

"But is there such a thing?" the team leader looked at the gamblers beside him, "It's them, they play thousands of cards, we let them go back to the boat, but at this time, someone hurt me, who is not them?" The gambler said with a look of grievance, "Your Excellency is wise and powerful, and your strength is so strong, you must be the master for us." ”

"Hmph, I'll naturally give you justice. The leader said in a cold voice, "For the sake of the goods you have brought us, give us another hundred gold coins, and I will treat this incident as if it never happened." ”

"A hundred gold coins?!" Dahe suddenly discussed, "That's what we can earn for a long time, should we give it to him like this?" "It's better to have more than one thing less, so let's just give it to him." ”

Just as the middle-aged man in the river was about to take out the money, a voice came, "I said, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless next time!"

The gambler shuddered, "That's right, it's the voice, it's me he wounded." He hid behind the leader, always on the lookout for fear that the cards would hit him again.

"Who is here, why don't you dare to come out to see it?" the leader said in a deep voice, "The things that your people picked up, and in the end they want to trouble us?" Trist walked out slowly.

"Triste?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that it was Trist, "You're crazy, by the way, you will... Magic?!" He said incredulously, and then said something to the person next to him, who nodded and quietly left.

"Is he the one who hurt you?" the team leader looked at Trist as he was fourteen or fifteen years old, "such a little hairy boy can hurt you, waste!" he said angrily at the gambler.

"My lord doesn't know, in my opinion, his strength is on par with yours, I definitely didn't lie, I swear to God!" the gambler said solemnly.

"Hey, I said, if you want me to see, you don't even want to get a single gold coin, and we don't bother to trade things in this place, so we'll leave immediately. Trist said nonchalantly.

"Don't be ashamed, before defeating you, tell you my name, under Mo Qing, let me teach you your strength!" The leader seemed to be enraged by Trist's words, and rushed towards Trist in a flash, Dahe's people seemed to want to help Trist, but Dahe's rules were there, violence was not allowed, and they were bullied and suppressed.

After more than ten rounds of fighting with Mo Qing, Trist estimated that his strength was about the same as his own, so he did not open the secret door purple flame diagram, and it didn't take long for Mo Qing to fall into a disadvantage, but Trist became more and more courageous, Mo Qing found the opportunity, several magic spells hit Triste, and he took advantage of the situation to retreat.

"The strength is on par with me. Mo Qing said in disbelief, he has been cultivating since he was a child, and now he is twenty-one years old and has a half-step void spirit intermediate level, and he is basically the existence of a pillar in this country, but the strength of this fifteen or sixteen-year-old in front of him faintly surpasses him, and he can't accept this fact at all.

"The law enforcement elders are here. I don't know who said this in the crowd, Mo Qing turned his head to look, then walked forward quickly, and said in a deep voice, "Elder, this little thing, how can I be embarrassed to ask you to come in person." ”

"Hmph, old man, seeing that his strength is still overpowering you, I'm afraid that something will happen to you, I can't explain it. An old man walked slowly, then looked at Trist.