The next morning, Ye Feng rubbed the dark circles under his eyes that he hadn't slept well all night.

Last night, his sister's room was filled with the chuckle of Fiona and Sarah, and it wasn't until the middle of the night that the next room fell silent. Ye Feng walked to the mirror and looked in the mirror, and now the injury on his face was almost healed, but the dark circles under his eyes affected his image a little.

The door was pushed open, and Sarah walked in with Fiona in her arms with a smile on her face. Although Fiona's pretty face was as cold as ever, she didn't resent Sarah holding her.

When Ye Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. These two almost got into a fight yesterday, why did they get so good overnight?

Under Ye Feng's surprised gaze, Sarah bent her eyes and said with a smile: "Wood, I have reconciled with Sister Fiona, so you don't have to worry about it in the future, you still follow Sister Fiona to practice swordsmanship today, Sister still has very important things to do, she may come back very late, if you are sleepy, go to bed early."

Ye Feng nodded, "Well, sister, don't force yourself too much." ”

Sarah smiled with relief, and hurried out early after preparing Ye Feng and Fiona.

After eating breakfast, Ye Feng also went out to the beach with Fiona to practice swordsmanship.

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Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on Bilgewater again.

Ye Feng was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship with Fiona, and far away at the slaughtering dock in Rat Town, Trist walked out of the inn.

Faking into the crowd, Trist stared deeply through the last light of the setting sun toward Planck's warehouse.

Looking around, seeing that no one was following him, Trist fell behind him, holding a card in his right hand at some point.

With a slight smile, Trist disappeared into the crowd.

On the railing of the lifting platform not far from Planck's warehouse, Trist's figure gradually emerged. He touched his sexy little beard and confidently looked at the distribution of the Iron Hook Gang below.

"It seems that the patrols here are very respectful and respectful every day, but ......" Trist's eyes flashed with a contemptuous smile, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't steal!

Quietly sneaking into the area full of containers of all kinds, Trist cautiously walked every step.

Looking up at the moon that had only been rising in the sky for a short time, the smile on Trist's face grew.

Night is the best time to sneak in and steal!

Avoiding the places that were illuminated by the lights, Trist made a few more turns.

After entering a dead end, Trist's pupils shrank. When he came to step on it yesterday, he remembered that the containers here were not arranged like this.

Secretly thinking about Planck's caution and cunning, he was about to go back, but through the gap, there were several patrols from the Hook Gang walking towards him.

At the same time, the light from the farthest lighthouse was also coming this way.

"Damn it!" Trist pulled out another card in pain and disappeared before the light shone on him.

Trist's figure appeared in a corner, and he was one step closer to the warehouse.

Just now, in order to avoid patrolling people and lights, he wasted a teleportation card. One less means that his chances of escaping are a little lower.

Although he is confident that he will not be revealed, he will still be prepared just in case.

Looking at the nearby warehouse, Trist cautiously glanced around again. The patrol personnel have just left, and this is just a dead spot for the lighthouse lights, which is really a good place to teleport directly to the warehouse!

A confident smile appeared on his face again, and Trist pulled out another card in his hand.

In order to teleport accurately, Trist focused his attention, and red, yellow, and blue solitaire circles appeared around him.

At the same time, Trist's mind kept flashing through the scene. Quickly found the entrance to the warehouse from these screens, and only after making sure that there was no one around, he teleported over.

Standing at the door of the closed warehouse door, Trist expertly picked the lock. After entering the warehouse, he skillfully closed and locked the door again.

Seeing that everything was ready, Trist swaggered through the warehouse full of treasures.

"Tut-tut...... He is worthy of being the king of pirates, and there are so many treasures in this warehouse, including the treasures of Demacia, Noxus, Freeljord, Shurima, Zaun, Bandel City, and Ionia, but I don't know which country's treasure the dagger my employer asked me to take? ”

Pulling a yellowed drawing from a brown denim leather bag, Trist carefully circled the warehouse a few times before stopping at a red square table.

Looking at the beautifully packaged quaint mini treasure chest, Trist's eyes burned and he said to himself, "This is it!"

Slightly excited, he put away the drawings and slowly opened the mini treasure chest.

As far as the eye can see, on the black velvet base, lies a beautifully cast dagger.

Trist slowly stretched out his hand, and saw that the dagger was about to fall into his hand, but he suddenly stopped.

Because he heard a "click", a voice that belonged to his old friend before saying hello.

"Long time no see, Trist."

Listening to this slightly vicissitudes of life, but a little deep voice, the corners of Trist's mouth showed an unexpected smile.

He turned slowly and looked sarcastically at his old friend with a shotgun, "Graves, how long have you been standing here?"

Contrary to Trist's handsome face, his old friend named Graves exudes the temperament of a rough man. Even Graves' face is a standard fierce tough guy face.

Hearing Trist's sarcastic words, Graves wanted to shoot Trist with one shot. But he held back, because he wanted to hear Trist's confession.

Graves clenched the gun in his hand and asked, "Why?"

However, as soon as he asked this sentence, Graves regretted it. He knew that Trist must have made up lies to deceive him again.

"Dear old friend, why bother holding a gun?" Trist looked at Graves with a smile, not at all nervous.

Friends? Trist must be laughing at him again! Graves gritted his teeth and stared at Trist for fear that Trist would slip his head.

Trist looked at Graves, and when he saw that Graves' clothes were torn, he smiled and said, "You look as dashing as before!"

Graves subconsciously looked at the hole in his clothes that had been bitten by a toothfish, and couldn't help but think that he had swam in from the water in order to enter the warehouse.

Looking at the neatly dressed Trist again, Graves really wanted to shoot the dog-like Trist.

Graves suppressed the anger in his heart and said viciously: "Say, why did you run away by yourself in the first place? Or I'll smash that face of yours!" ”

Trist was silent, still smiling at Graves.

Graves vented his emotions angrily: "A whole decade! In prison, you know what it's like? ”

Trist put away the smile on his face and looked at Graves in silence.

"Those dogs torture me, they can drive everyone crazy, but I don't, because anger makes you sober, and besides, I've been thinking about this moment, here, here, you and me."

Listening to Graves' almost roaring voice, Trist grinned, "So, it's all up to me that you've survived until now, and you should thank me."

As soon as these words came out, Graves was enraged again. Seeing that Graves was about to be dominated by anger, it was a good opportunity for Trist to escape with his cards.

However, Graves was surprised by Trist's surprise and suppressed his anger. Graves gasped and suppressed his voice, "How much did they give you to betray me?"

Trist was quiet for a moment, with a smile on his face, he was fighting for time.

Unfortunately, old friend Graves saw his trick and pulled the trigger sharply.

Boom!

A loud gunshot echoed through the warehouse, and the cards in Trist's hand turned into confetti.

Trist's smiling face suddenly distorted, and he stared hysterically at the foul-mouthed Graves and roared, "Idiot, you brought everyone here!" Do you know whose territory this is? ”

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Moe: It's finally time for the trouble-making chapter! I hope you will support me a lot, thank you!

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