Soon after the two girls left, three more girls who passed by were attracted by the trinkets on Qi Bo's stall, and walked over together and began to choose their favorite trinkets.

The three girls were all wearing skirts, some with short skirts and some with long skirts, but Qi Bo only managed to photograph two people, and the last three girls were still the same as the previous two girls, and they were angry with Qi Bo's outrageous high price.

An hour passed, and at about ten o'clock, Qi Bo didn't sell a single thing, but the mission progress reached 17/50, which made Qi Bo very happy.

At 10:05 a.m., two shirtless men with a bowl of shredded pork fried noodles in their hands walked over and stopped in front of Qi Bo's stall.

"Pay the booth fee. One of the men, who had tattoos on his arm, pointed to Zibeau's stall and spoke to him.

"How much is the booth fee?" Qi Bo just wants to complete the task here, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, and there are two people on the other side, and the anesthetic needle has a cooldown period of fifteen seconds, if you can send these two away with not spending much, then don't prick them with needles. Otherwise, even if he left the two of them on his stomach, he would have to run away and find a place to set up a stall again.

Troublesome.

"One. The tattooed man held up a finger at Zibo.

"Ten pieces?" Zibo confirmed the tattooed man.

"One hundred, ten dollars, you call it a child?" the tattooed man replied impatiently.

"Just kidding, it's good to make twenty yuan a night by setting up this stall, and you charge a hundred? robbery, what is this?" Qi Bo, who originally wanted to settle the matter, knew that he had met two unreasonable people.

"You're not happy? Then don't set up a stall here! This is our land, and if you set up a stall, you will have to charge a booth fee! What about a beating?" the tattooed man yelled at Qi Bo viciously.

Qi Bo was thin and weak, and the tattooed man didn't take him seriously at all, which was scared by this kind of eye-catching vendor, and he would soon have to pay the money. As for how much he can earn in one night, it's none of their business? So, make a fortune and count it.

"Is there an invoice?" said Zibo as he observed the two of them to see which of them was stronger, so that he could turn over the other first.

"This is the invoice!" the tattooed man stretched out his arm and flashed a dragon tattoo and the word 'kill' on it to Qi Bo. Obviously, they are the gangsters in this land, and they have come to collect the land tax...... Or just robbery.

Qi Bo was questioning at the same time, but a needle had already pierced the head of the companion next to the tattooed man, and his companion, who was stronger than him, fell to the ground without saying a word, and the bowl of fried noodles with shredded pork in his hand also fell upside down to the ground.

"What's wrong with your brother?" Zibo pretended to be concerned as he pointed to the tattooed man's fallen companion, but instead watched the fifteen-second countdown to the cooling of the anesthetic needle.

The tattooed man was also a little puzzled, and lowered his head and reached out a hand to pat his companion's face, and probed his breathing.

"He's seriously ill, right? Get to the hospital quickly, or you'll be late." "Qi Bo was very kind enough to remind the tattooed man.

"Pay your booth fee first!" The tattooed man didn't care about his companion, still thinking about Qi Bo's hundred dollars, and held out his hand to Qi Bo viciously.

"I know some medical skills, do you want to help your brother diagnose and see what happened to him?" Qi Bo continued to talk and delayed the time, waiting for the fifteen-second cooldown time of the anesthetic needle to pass.

"It's your business!Really j8 wordy!Get the money!" The tattooed man didn't pay any attention to Qi Bo's kindness, and impatiently reached out to him again.

"Take Nima to force!" Qi Bo burst into foul language at the tattooed man. Although under Liang Ling's nagging, he is no longer too foul-mouthed, but he can't bear these people who only know how to bully the poor people.

"What are you talking about!?" the tattooed man stared at Zibo, his eyes widened, and he didn't believe that Qibo dared to scold him like that.

"I, say, take, ni, ma, force!" Zibble repeated what he had just said, and then slammed an old fist into the tattooed man's cheek.

The tattooed man fell to the ground without saying a word, of course, not by Qi Bo, but by him who knocked him unconscious with a needle.

After the tattooed man fell to the ground, Qi Bo put away his stall, kicked the two men on the ground in the face a few times, kicked them to the nose and mouth all the blood, and then kicked them on the chest, lower abdomen and the root of their lives a few times, and even spit a few mouthfuls of phlegm on their faces, and then left with the plastic bag they had collected very relieved.

The two men were kicked and kicked by Qi Bo, and it is estimated that they will not be able to spend a lot of money on surgery in the hospital, and they will not be able to recover the normal function of their bodies, and they will have pain for the rest of their lives.

Several boys and girls passing by saw the violent scene here, with a look of fear in their eyes, and then urged each other to run away. Some stall owners selling fried noodles and setting up stalls for roasting on the other side of the street looked at this side with indifference or a little excitement, obviously not caring or secretly happy about the violent beating of the tattooed man.

After Qi Bo finished fighting, he went to the bus stop, took two stops to the gate of another university, and found a place to set up the stall again, but after a delay in what had just happened, it was almost half past ten o'clock at this time.

Qi Wen called and asked when Qi Bo would go back, and Qi Bo told her that there was a patient in the hospital who needed emergency rescue tonight, and he might come back late, so let her and her parents go to bed early, and don't wait for him.

Qi Wen and Qi Bo talked about paying attention to safety and the like, and then hung up the phone.

……

It's really deserted here, and it's late at night, and there aren't many girls passing by.

Even if they pass by, most of them rush back to school and don't stop at the stalls.

"How much?" Finally, a girl picked up an ornament worth about three yuan and asked Qi Bo.

"Thirty pieces. Qi Bo replied to the girl casually, because the girl was not wearing a skirt, so he was not interested in her...... However, when he heard the girl's voice clearly, he was suddenly shocked, and couldn't help but look up at the girl, only to find that the girl was also looking at him.

Qi Bo recalled it in an instant...... Isn't this the girl who was dismissed from the hospital in the morning and later returned to the operating room of the abortion center because of Dean Liang's daughter, and he made him tremble?

I'll it! This world is too small, isn't it?

There's no way she knows me...... She must not recognize me...... Qi Bo pondered that he was wearing a mask and a hat when he was in the operating room, and under the cover of the mask and hat, he almost only showed a pair of eyes, and in the strict sense, this girl had not seen his appearance, and it was unlikely that he would recognize him.

"Thirty yuan, too expensive, right?" The girl looked at Qi Bo, who seemed to be a little puzzled, but still negotiated the price with Qi Bo.

"Love to buy or not, isn't it hard to set up a stall in the middle of the night?" Qi Bo deliberately replied to the girl impatiently.

The girl stared at Qi Bo for a while, then took out thirty yuan from her body and handed it to Qi Bo, and put away the trinkets.

"Hey...... Are you really buying it?" Qi Bo was a little flustered...... He didn't come to set up a stall, he came to secretly photograph the skirt ~ bottom, so ...... I never thought that someone would pay thirty yuan for one of his trinkets.

"I know you. The girl whispered to Zibo, her face seemed to turn red.

"How is that possible? I haven't seen you. Zibo was shocked...... What did she see wrong?

It's over! It's a sound!

This girl loves to talk, and when Qi Bo cleaned her surgical site and put duckbill pliers, he talked to her a lot, and she must have heard his voice!

"Are you...... Divine Doctor Qi?" The girl asked Qi Bo tentatively.

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