Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

The tourists who were about to leave stopped again, the emotions bursting out in their eyes even more intense than Alka's previous performance.

Sudden fight.

They all couldn't help but stop, and more tourists gathered around, blocking the corner.

Some smart tourists are already wondering whether this is a plot deliberately arranged by the two.

Look at the clown in front of you.

He is really a little petty, he seems to be very jealous of the bounty he just received.

But Alka had seen the clown's performance yesterday and had a certain understanding of it.

To be honest, those performances can be called tricks to him, especially the performances following magic, which can only be described as rough.

A magic performance is not just about the magical skills performed by oneself, but also brings the audience into the scene together.

Otherwise, how can we get them to pay willingly?

Not to mention that the magic trick he just performed was just a little trick, and his peers could easily tell.

This clown obviously wanted to degrade himself and make a fool of himself.

Do you want to avoid competing with him later?

Tsk.

Means of deeds.

"Mr. Clown, does it seem like you have something to advise?"

A triumphant smile appeared on the clown's face.

"That's not true. Just watching your performance made me feel a little itchy. How about I perform for you too? How about you cooperate with me?"

Alka smiled.

"Of course, of course it's no problem."

After hearing this, a playing card appeared in the clown's hand at some point, and he shuffled the cards in the air.

By the way, it was also displayed to the surrounding tourists.

After washing it, I couldn't help but hand it over to Alka.

"check."

Alka took the cards with a smile on his face and shuffled them quickly.

The action of shuffling the cards is just like that of an ordinary poker player, without anything fancy.

"Pick one."

The clown covered his eyes in a slightly exaggerated manner: "Don't let me see you!"

Alka drew one, the ace of hearts.

Then he showed it to the surrounding tourists.

Inserted into the middle of the deck.

It was handed into the hands of the clown.

Only then did he open his eyes: "Have you put it away? Then I'm going to find it for you. Let me see where you've hidden it."

As he spoke, he began to shuffle the cards.

Finally, I pulled out one and showed it to everyone.

But he shook his head: "It doesn't look like this one."

He pulled out another one to display and shook his head again.

"Oh, it seems it's not this one either."

"Haha, then it must be this one." After saying that, he suddenly pulled out one from the middle.

Showed to everyone.

He even turned his back to Alka.

What is shown is.

Plum a.

Looking at everyone's expressions, the clown suddenly felt something was wrong on his face.

At this time, Alka, who had his back turned, made a booing gesture to the people around him.

When Joker turned and stared at Alka.

The surrounding tourists finally knew why Alka told them to shush and be quiet.

A bright ace of hearts is stuck on the clown's back.

The tourists around could not help but smile.

At this time, the clown asked: "Isn't it this one?"

Alka shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "Of course it's not this one. It seems I hid it a little too well."

The clown turned and looked at the tourists.

These tourists all smiled and shook their heads in amusement.

Some women even covered their mouths and laughed.

This made the clown's face turn red.

Instead, Alka took off her hat and once again made the gesture to end the performance.

"Thank you all for your appreciation."

These tourists all smiled and threw in their coins again.

Be generous and not stingy.

"A perfect performance."

"Well done."

"Will the show continue tomorrow?"

Alka responded with a smile.

After the tourists dispersed, Alka smiled and grabbed half of the coins he obtained this time and handed it to the clown in front of him.

"Here you go, you performed very well."

The clown's face was gloomy and he slapped Alka's hand away.

Turned and walked away.

Looking at the clown's back and the ace of hearts still attached to his back.

Alka finally laughed.

"Hahaha... you are the only one who still fights with me."

…

"Lord Nivik?"

A gang member wearing a suit and a flat hat looked at Nivik who had washed off the clown paint on his face and shouted.

Nivik turned impatiently, staring at him with scarlet eyes.

"Is there a problem?"

Seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, the gang member immediately shrank his neck and said with some fear in his heart.

"Sir, behind your back."

Nivik frowned upon hearing this.

He reached behind his back and grabbed it, then he touched a card, pulled it off and looked at it.

It was the ace of hearts.

Looking at this playing card, I thought about the smiles of those tourists just now.

Thinking about Alka's actions just now.

The anger spread across Nivik's face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He flicked the card violently.

"ah!"

The gang member who reminded him of the birth screamed.

The card was firmly embedded in his left arm.

"Damn it, damn it!"

A dagger appeared in Nivik's hand, and following his angry mood, he stabbed it into the wooden table next to him.

The entire blade of the dagger completely entered the wooden table.

"You guys! Go find me that damn magician right now, right now!"

The already nervous gang members around him nodded immediately, and even the gang member who just screamed couldn't help but nodded with sweat.

"yes!"

Finally, he scrambled to retreat.

A bald figure sat in the darkness of the sofa not far away.

"Haha, who made you suffer such a big loss?" His voice couldn't help but feel a little joking and gloating.

Nivik didn't look at him, but her voice had fallen into a calm state.

"He will pay the price."

"Hahaha..." Laughter came from the shadows.

…

After having a pleasant dinner, Alka returned to the villa with a hat of coins.

He poured the money from his hat onto the table.

Listen to the crashing sound of flowing metal.

The expression on his face became more and more happy.

Sitting at the table, I couldn't help but count carefully.

"Six silver snakes and 83 bronze swallows."

"Alas!"

Alka couldn't help shouting excitedly and whistled at the same time.

Plus the two gold leaves given by the man who proposed successfully.

I got 16 silver snakes just by performing a casual performance on the roadside.

This is not much faster than some treasure hunting.

Thinking of this, Alka couldn't help but shook his head.

Let’s not talk about the two gold leaves. It is impossible to get these six silver snakes every time.

Mainly because the tourists here are either rich or expensive.

And we have to add the effect of the show caused by the clown at the back taking the initiative to join in.

Even if more than 80 copper swallows are harvested this time, it is unlikely to be maintained forever.

It can be used as extra income from time to time in the future, which is good.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Alka's face.