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

A sudden fight.

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

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

Look at the clown in front of you.

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

However, 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 about bringing the audience into the scene.

Otherwise, how can we make them 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 belittle himself and make himself look foolish.

Do you want to avoid competing with him later?

Tsk.

Means of doing something bad.

"Mr. Clown, does he seem to have something to teach you?"

A triumphant smile appeared on the clown's face.

"That's not true. Just watching your performance makes 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."

Upon hearing this, the clown suddenly had a playing card appear in his hand, and he shuffled the cards in the air.

By the way, he also showed it to the surrounding tourists.

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

"Check it out."

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.

"Take 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 it to everyone.

He even turned his back to Alka.

What is displayed is.

plum blossom a.

Looking at the expressions of everyone, 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 the clown turned and stared at Alka.

The tourists around 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 him couldn't 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 around and looked at the tourists.

These tourists all smiled and shook their heads in amusement.

Some ladies even covered their mouths and laughed out loud.

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.”

"Good job."

"Will the show continue tomorrow?"

Alka smiled and responded one by one.

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

"Here, 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 out loud.

"Hahaha...it's just you, and you still fight with me."

…

"First Mate 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 around impatiently, staring at him with scarlet eyes.

"What's the matter?"

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.

"First mate, behind you."

Hearing this, Nivik frowned.

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

It's 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!"
To be continued...