It should be said that it is to complete the system task, not really street magic, but to collect some things to prepare for this treatment.

However, Wang Bo felt very dizzy, because he didn't have a clue, he didn't know who the task patient was, and how to trigger the opening of the task, which was really difficult enough!

At the end of the day, there was no gain, Wang Bo returned to the rental house with a sad face, Nan'er didn't listen to his comfort, and the whole person was like a walking corpse.

With only a few words in my head, I only have one day to live!

Wang Bo was really anxious and couldn't sleep at night. The next day, I went out with a pair of panda eyes, and Uncle Wu saw it and asked what was going on.

However, this Wang Bo is preoccupied with his own life, how to do the system task, and has no other intentions at all. Replying without state, Uncle Wu shook his head and dissuaded.

"Xiaobo, it's not Uncle Wu who said you, although this young man is good, he can't just take care of his body. If it doesn't work, go back and continue to rest. ”

Wang Bolian said. "Yes, Uncle Wu, I know, I'll pay attention. It's a pity that Wang Bo's state is not online, and I don't know if I listen to it or not.

Uncle Wu saw that it was not suitable today, so he did not continue to dissuade him, shook his head and left. I secretly said in my heart that this young man's world really can't be understood.

Wang Bo reluctantly recovered his spirit and replied to Uncle Wu's advice. Then I thought about how to complete the task of the system.

The system quest Street Magic, which has not yet been opened, is the last day, and the consequence of failure is obliteration.

Wang Bo was already anxious in his heart, and he really couldn't calm down.

I thought I could find the mission patient yesterday, but unfortunately I didn't meet it on the street at ten o'clock in the evening.

Today, no matter what, the task must be completed on the street. Wang Bo didn't believe that he was really lucky to be so lucky, and he would still waste a day.

Of course, others can waste it, but Wang Bo can't afford to waste it. This is a matter of my own life, so I don't think about continuing to go to the hospital for consultation, so I should press the road and slip the street.

As for the problem of the hospital, let's talk about it if it survives. For those who come to see a doctor today and are not there, they are unable to sit in the clinic normally. Wang Bo could only secretly apologize in his heart, he didn't want to do this, but unfortunately there was no way.

Wang Bo wandered around the street, but found that there was no system prompt at all, which meant that there was still no clue about the task.

So far, Wang Bo has also learned about his mission props this time, one-time street magic. This has nothing to do with curing diseases, how to complete the system task. It's really a problem, Wang Bo feels that his head hurts a lot, and he definitely wants a prescription.

Wang Bo collapsed and squatted on the edge of the flower bed, feeling sorry for himself. "What should I do? What should I do? Damn, shit! Ahhhhh ”

Wang Bo used his hands to grab the new hairstyle he had done a few days ago into a bird's nest, a mess, making the whole person look very decadent and sloppy.

An old man who looked energetic saw Wang Bo squatting by the flower bed in the park. Some interested people walked over and asked.

"What's wrong with you, young man? ”

Wang Bo raised his head and took a look, this old man was wearing a Tang costume and looked very energetic. It looks like I'm going to finish practicing martial arts in the park and get ready to go home.

However, although Wang Bo had difficulties, he had no way to say it. After all, you can't tell others that you don't have time to do tasks and will be wiped out by the system.

It's no wonder that others don't think of themselves as snake spirits when they hear it, unless they are the same kind of people who want to believe it. Either it's the novelists of the second middle school, only they will believe that the things in the novel exist.

For example, what is the cultivation of true fighting spirit, the magic of Xianxia fantasy.

If you talk about martial arts, most people still want to believe it, after all, Chinese martial arts are famous all over the world.

Although most of them are now lost, there are very few internal exercises left, most of them are external exercises, and some flower fists and embroidered legs.

True martial arts, not the art of acting. Rather, it is self-defense, or homicide, which is more appropriate.

"Old man, it seems that you are a person who practices martial arts, and you have a certain strength and background. But you can't help with my business, so I won't bother. ”

When the old man heard this, although he was a little unhappy, he also understood Wang Bo's approach very well. After all, when you suddenly meet a stranger and say that you want to help you, will you choose to reveal your secret difficulties and ask for help?

Of course not, unless the person is trustworthy enough to do so.

As the saying goes, you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to prevent people.

Therefore, the old man will not be resentful or blamed because of Wang Bo's small actions.

As an elder, he has lived most of his life, and it is impossible to be like the bloody plot routines in some novels. Brainless people are used as guns, or there is no tolerance at all.

If that's the case, it's not called living for most of your life, but being a pig for half your life, and really living your brain on a pig.

A person who has lived for decades will compete with a group of young children in their teens and twenties?

The older you live, the more you see, how can you live and kill coins? This kind of plot routine is really stupid and can't be said.

But when you say that some people protect their calves, that's common sense. After all, the old man now is about to spoil his grandchildren and grandchildren.

To sum it up in one sentence, you can slap me in the face, but you can't touch my grandson, this is the most realistic portrayal of the old man who spoils his grandson.

"Young man, you are about the same size as my grandson. When I saw you, I thought of my grandson, but unfortunately he left due to an accident. So I have no ill intentions and really want to help you. If you'll tell me!"

The old man tried his best to make himself appear very amiable, so as not to let Wang Bo misunderstand that he was a bad person.

Although the old man said it very well, Wang Bo was a little moved. It's a pity that others can't help with their own affairs. Shaking his head, Wang Bo said helplessly.

"Old man, I don't suspect that you have any bad intentions, but I really can't help, and only I can do this myself. So I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need help. ”

Seeing Wang Bo's firm attitude, he couldn't listen to it at all for a while, and he couldn't change the facts.

The old man sighed, patted Wang Bo's shoulder and said.

"Young man, I don't know what your difficulties are, but I can give you a word. People always have to face difficulties, and if you don't try, how can you know the final outcome. Try to do it! Until the last minute, how do you know if you can't change. ”

This chicken soup for the soul gave Wang Bo a lot of encouragement, people always have to face it, but it's useless to just complain, how do you know if you can't change the outcome if you don't do it.