Legend of Valoran

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

Last night, Fiona and Sarah laughed from time to time in his sister's room, until the next room was quiet in the middle of the night. Ye Feng walked to the mirror, looked in the mirror, and found that the injury on his face was almost healed, but the dark circles under his eyes affected his image a bit.

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

Ye Feng couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this scene. The two almost got into a fight yesterday. Why did it get better all night?

Under Ye Feng’s surprised gaze, Sarah curled her eyes and smiled and said, “Wood, I have made up with sister Fiona, so you don’t have to worry anymore. You still practice swordsmanship with sister Fiona today. Now, my sister still has very important things to do. I may come back very late. If I get sleepy, go to bed earlier."

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

Sarah smiled comfortedly, and hurried out before Ye Feng and Fiona got ready to go early.

Eat early, Ye Feng and Fiona also set off to the beach to practice swordsmanship.

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Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun descended on Bilgewater again.

Ye Feng was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship with Fiona, while at the slaughter dock in Rattown, Drizzt walked out of the hotel.

Melting into the crowd, Drizzt looked deeply at Planck's warehouse through the last light of the setting sun.

I looked around and saw that no one was following him. Drizzt fell behind and was holding a card in his right hand.

With a slight smile, Drizzt disappeared into the crowd.

On the railing of the lifting platform not far from Planck's warehouse, Drizzt's figure gradually appeared. He touched his **** little beard and confidently looked at the distribution of the iron hook gang members below.

"It seems that the patrol here is respectful and responsible every day, but..." A scornful smile flashed across Drizzt's eyes. There is nothing in this world that he can't steal!

Sneaking into this area full of containers, Drizzt walked carefully every step.

Lifting his head, looking at the moon in the sky that hadn't been long before, the smile on Drizzt's face increased.

Night is the best time to sneak in and steal!

Avoiding the places illuminated by the lights, Drizzt turned a few more turns.

After entering a dead end, Drizzt's pupils shrank slightly. When stepping on the spot yesterday, he remembered that the containers here were not arranged like this.

Planck's cautiousness and cunning were secretly secreted in his heart. He was about to walk back, but through the gap, he found that several patrolmen of the Iron Hook Gang were approaching here.

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

"Damn it!" Drizzt took out another card in pain and disappeared before the light hit him.

Drizzt's figure appeared in a corner, and he moved one step further from the warehouse.

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

Although he is confident that he will not be discovered, he will be fully prepared just in case.

Looking at the warehouse close at hand, Drizzt glanced around again cautiously. The patrol staff just left, and here is just another dead spot with lighthouse lights. It's really a good place to send directly to the warehouse!

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

In order to transmit precisely, Drizzt concentrated his attention, and a circle of red, yellow, and blue cards appeared all over him.

At the same time, Drizzt's mind kept flashing through the surrounding scenes. Quickly found the entrance of the warehouse from these pictures, and after confirming that there was no one around, he sent it over.

Standing at the door of the closed warehouse door, Drizzt skilfully opened the lock. After entering the warehouse, he expertly closed the door and locked it again.

Seeing everything was ready, Drizzt walked swaggeringly in this warehouse full of various treasures.

"Tsk tusk tusk...deserves to be the king of pirates, there are so many treasures in this warehouse, Demacia, Noxus, Freljord, Shurima, Zuan, Bandar City, Ionia I have treasures, but I don’t know which country's treasure the dagger my employer asked me to take is?"

Taking out a yellowish drawing from the inner bag of the brown denim leather jacket, Drizzt carefully turned the warehouse a few times before stopping at a red square table.

Looking at the quaint mini-treasure box that was beautifully packaged and luxurious, Drizzt's eyes were burning and he said to himself, "This is it!"

Feeling a little excited, he put away the drawings and slowly opened the mini treasure chest.

In the eye, on the black velvet base, there is a beautifully cast dagger lying quietly.

Drizzt slowly stretched out his hand, seeing the dagger about to fall into his hand, but he stopped suddenly.

Because he heard a "click" sound, a sound that belonged to his old friend before greeting.

"Long time no see, Drizzt."

Hearing this slightly vicissitudes, but a bit thick voice, Drizzt's mouth showed an unexpected smile.

He slowly turned around and looked at the old friend holding the shotgun sarcastically: "Graves, how long have you been standing here?"

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

Smelling Drizzt's sarcasm, Graves could not wait to kill Drizzt with a shot. But he held back because he wanted to hear Drizzt's confession.

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

But as soon as he asked this sentence, Graves regretted it. He knew that Drizzt must lie to him again.

"Dear old friend, it's not easy to meet once, why hold up a gun?" Drizzt looked at Graves with a smile, not nervous at all.

Old friend? Drizzt must be laughing at him again! Graves gritted his teeth and stared at Drizzt, for fear of Drizzt's slippery head.

Drizzt looked at Graves, and when he found that Graves’ clothes were torn, he smiled and said, “You look as cool as before!”

Graves subconsciously glanced at the hole in his clothes that was bitten by the toothfish, and couldn't help but remember that he came in from the bottom of the water in order to enter the warehouse.

Looking at the neatly dressed Drizzt again, Graves really wanted to shoot Drizzt like a dog.

Graves suppressed the anger in his heart and said fiercely: "Say, why did you run away by yourself in the first place? Or I will smash your face!"

Drizzt said nothing, still smiling at Graves.

Graves vented his emotions angrily: "Ten years! In prison, do you know that feeling?"

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

"Those dog things torture me can drive everyone crazy, but I don't have it, because anger makes you sober, and I have been thinking about this moment, this time, this place, you and me."

Listening to Graves' almost roaring voice, Drizzt grinned and said, "That said, it's up to me that you've survived until now. You should thank me."

As soon as this remark came out, Graves was angered again. Seeing that Graves was about to be dominated by anger, it happened to be a good opportunity for Drizzt to use the card to escape.

However, Graves went beyond Drizzt's expectations and suppressed his anger. Graves took a breath and pressed his voice: "How much did they give you to betray me?"

Drizzt was quiet for a moment, with a smile on his face, he was buying time.

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

Bang!

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

Drizzt's smiling face was suddenly distorted, and he stared at the grieving Graves hysterically and roared: "Idiot, you have brought everyone in! Do you know whose site this is?"

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