"Gamble on your life!" Dirk said.

"Hahaha, it's easy for me to kill you now, but you told me why I bet with you?" said Fore slowly walked to Keke's side, leaning against Dirk's cheek and whispering coldly.

"Don't you dare? Or are you afraid of losing?" Dirk said.

"Hahaha, you're going to see what you're going to fight me?" Fore laughed wildly.

"It's better than your best enchantment, do you dare?" Dirk asked.

"Hahaha, enchanted?what are you really thinking of as me, even enchanting me as a first-level enchanter!?" Ford laughed at Dirk's words.

At this time, even the thugs and stall owners beside him couldn't help but wonder, is this kid's brain broken? He even wants to compare enchantment with the enchanter, and he is even ashamed to say that he is gambling for his life.

"Boy, if it falls into my hands, I will make you worse than death. Fore smiled cruelly as he spoke.

"Let's let it!" A voice came, and the crowd of onlookers automatically separated.

A few people dressed in uniform walked in from the crowd, and the words just now were issued by the person in charge.

The leader is a middle-aged man in his thirties, who has a strong body and a resolute face. He looked at the two Dirks who had entered the battle state, and frowned slightly, "I am Curry Pares, the director of this Eastern Bazaar. The two, as spirit whisperers, used their abilities in public. I'm afraid there's something wrong. ”

As he spoke, the soul fluctuations on Curry's body gradually strengthened, and the six-pointed star circle appeared under his feet. A knight in armor appeared behind him, and unlike Dirk, the knight had a six-pointed star circle spinning behind him all the time.

"Second-Order Spirit Whisperer?" Fore muttered as he frowned slightly.

"It was his hand that made the first move. Dirk pointed at Fall and the others and said lightly, and at this time, his eyes kept looking at Curry, without half a point of cowardice.

"Tell me what's going on?" Curry said coldly, turning his gaze to Fore. As a foreign deacon of the Parres family, the ruler of the Eastern Bazaar, he knew all too well what Fore and Maca were. It's just that Fuer, who has the dual identity of a spirit whisperer and an enchanter, is asked by the family to relax his jurisdiction, so he turns a blind eye to many things.

But he actually had a confrontation with another Spirit Whisperer, and Curry, who was not pleasing to him, stepped forward. First, they were afraid that the two of them would damage his eastern market, and they would be held accountable that they couldn't afford it. The second is that the sharpness of Fuer, who wants to kill, let him know not to be too presumptuous in the Eastern Bazaar.

"Dear Administrator, it was this young man who bullied my companion under the pretense that he was a Spirit Whisperer. I really can't see it, that's why I made a move. Fore said respectfully.

He is indeed arrogant, but he is not stupid. The ninth order of the spirit whisperer, one step at a time. As a second-order spirit whisperer, it was too easy for Curry to kill him, so he couldn't go head-to-head.

"How do you explain this?" asked Curry, turning his head to look at Dirk.

"There's nothing to explain, you're in power, so you know it. It's just that I had a gambling fight with him just now, so please make a notarization. Dirk said.

Curry looked at the young man in front of him with interest, and asked curiously, "Oh? This is interesting, tell me what kind of gambling fight? If it can arouse my interest, I don't mind doing this justice for you." ”

Hearing Curry say this, Faure's face became more and more ugly. If this thing had passed like this, he would have a hundred ways to kill Dirk out of the Eastern Bazaar. But this kid is now even mentioning some gambling to get this second-level spirit whisperer to pay attention. If this gamble is really his weakness, it's really hard to deal with this kid.

"I'm going to enchant him!" Dirk said.

Hearing this, Fore was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth showed a cruel arc. Boy, this is your own death, but you can't blame me.

Curry also frowned slightly when he heard Dirk say this. Glancing intentionally at Fowl's enchanter's robes, he asked, "Are you sure you want to enchant him?"

The good impression that was born just now for the young man in front of him is gone at this moment. I didn't expect this young man who was neither humble nor arrogant to be so ignorant of the depths. Knowing that the other party is an enchanter, he still wants to bet on the enchantment, is it because of his pride?

"I'm sure!" Dirk said firmly.

"I agree. Fuer on the side hurriedly greeted him.

"And what's your bet?" asked Curry.

"Bet your life!" Dirk said coldly.

"You!" Curry was very angry at this time, he was so young and so innocent, but he knew which was more important than his life or that unwarranted pride?

"Master Curry, what other instructions?" Fore asked respectfully.

Curry was silent for a moment and said, "There is a fee to gamble in this Eastern Bazaar, and I still host it. Ten percent of your gambling will go to the bazaar. Although you are gambling on your life, we still have to take the commission, so let's do it, if anyone loses, they are not allowed to harm the other party's life, let them drive for five years, what do you think?"

"I agree. Fore and Dirk said at the same time.

"Okay, in that case, then please. As he spoke, Curry stretched out his hand and pointed to the Spirit Auction Center in the middle of the Eastern Bazaar.

At the same time, he did not forget to say to his subordinates: "Two gold coins per person watching the gambling fight." Then he strode towards the Realm Auction Center.

Fore walked up to Dirk and whispered, "You have picked up a life, but don't worry, in the past five years under my hands, I will definitely let you know what a happy thing it is to die." After speaking, he let out a sinister laugh and walked towards the auction center.

Dirk didn't refute, just smiled and shook his head, quickened his pace to keep up with the crowd, came to Curry's side and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Hearing this, Curry was also stunned. This kid actually understands his own good intentions, and he said a good thing for himself, and then didn't say anything more.

The Spirit Whisper Auction Center is the heart of the Eastern Bazaar, where all the best of the Eastern Bazaar is sold. Normally, Curry is here to prevent any mess.

The auction center is a circular building with a large booth in the middle for guests to view the exhibits in 360 degrees. Ordinary Whisperers' gambling battles take place in the ring under the auction center.

At this time, Curry took the two of them to the auction table, because this contest of enchanters would not have the same destructive power as the Spirit Whisperer. And the vision here is relatively good, as a person in power, he will naturally not give up such a good opportunity to make money.

The three of them came to the center of the auction room, and Dirk and Faure didn't speak, but each adjusted their breathing and rhythm. Curry didn't bother them.

Spectators entered the auction hall one after another, and no doubt they all paid. There's never a shortage of do-gooders at the Eastern Bazaar, which is why Curry has a price tag to watch.

As the two of them breathed evenly, there was no more noise in the field. Curry spoke: "This gambling is hosted by me, Curry Parres. I swear in the name of my family that I promise fairness and justice!"

At this time, Dirk and Faure stood across from each other, and the two looked at each other. Faure's eyes were filled with contempt, and Dirk's eyes were filled with excitement. This is the first time he has stood on such a big stage, there is no cowardice, no nervousness, and some burning fighting spirit!

Curry's voice rang out again: "I declare that the title of the bet is ...... Stone!"