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Chapter 133

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Chinese people always liked to watch a good show. Even a fight between two dogs would attract a crowd, let alone a monkey show. Therefore, when Qin Lang arrived, there were already several circles of people.

Through the gap, Qin Lang saw a big white ape standing up in the middle of the field and bowing to the surrounding audience. However, the white ape seemed to be a little old. Half of the hair on the top of its head had fallen off, but because of its snow-white fur, it still looked a little attractive. Next to the white ape stood a teenager about the same age as Qin Lang. The teenager was dark and thin, with unkempt hair, giving people a very lonely feeling.

"Hey! Kid! People are surrounding us. Hurry up and start the show! I still have to go to the hot spring! "A young man impatiently urged the teenager to start the show.

"Okay! Start right away! Old Bai, get ready. " The tone of the teenager talking to the white ape was not like an order from the master, but more like a discussion with the white ape.

The white ape actually understood and nodded. Then, it began to cooperate with the teenager to perform tricks such as playing basketball, diving, standing upside down, somersaulting, and so on. The man and the monkey performed very hard, and from time to time, the audience applauded and laughed.

The wonderful monkey show was soon finished, and then it was time to collect the "tickets". In the cinema, one had to buy the ticket first before watching the show, and if it was not good, the ticket could not be refunded. However, in Jianghu, one had to act first, and then "buy the ticket". According to the rules of the industry, anyone who watched the entire monkey show should pay more or less, because it showed that they approved of the performance. If they didn't want to pay, then they should leave after watching the show.

Those who left immediately after watching the show were not virtuous enough.

However, there were not many people who were self-conscious these days. When they saw the white ape holding the gong to ask for money, most of the people were ready to leave. The teenager quickly said, "Fellow villagers, friends, if you have money, please pay. If you don't have money, please give Old Bai some food. In addition, if you want to give money, I will give you a monkey talisman. Stick it at home, and it will guarantee you four seasons of peace and prosperity … "

Although the young man was shouting desperately, there were only a few people who actually gave him money, and most of them were just a few coins. What was even more infuriating was that the "Hot Spring Bro" who had urged them to start the show was not willing to pay a single cent, and when he turned around to leave, he said, "Fuck, monkeys are protected animals, and you still want to collect money for monkey shows? I'm going to call 110 later! Hmph! "

Qin Lang couldn't help but shake his head. He took out fifty yuan and placed it inside the gong. However, the youth didn't thank Qin Lang because his gaze wasn't on Qin Lang at all. Instead, it was on that "Hot Spring Bro".

At this time, 'Brother Hot Spring' had already walked a few steps away from the crowd. The young man whistled and the white ape suddenly jumped out and went into the crowd. Then, it quickly jumped back, without the slightest feeling of being old and clumsy. The moment the white ape jumped into the crowd, Qin Lang saw it clearly. It reached out and took out the wallet of "Hot Spring Bro" from his butt pocket. The white ape's movement of the wallet was as smooth as flowing water. It was obvious that it was an expert in this area.

Qin Lang suddenly became interested because at this moment, he was convinced that the lonely young man in front of him must be someone from the pugilistic world. Therefore, he wanted to make friends with him.

However, the young man was in a hurry to leave. After all, the monkey had already succeeded. If "Hot Spring Bro" found out soon, he would definitely come back to cause trouble.

The young man packed his things and quickly left. Qin Lang followed him from a distance. After the two of them turned a few streets, the young man walked into a small alley and began to count the contents of the wallet. However, he was soon disappointed. He thought that the guy who kept saying that he wanted to "soak in the hot spring" was a rich man. Who knew that there would only be a dozen or so dollars in the wallet. The young man couldn't help but sigh at his bad luck.

Then, the young man took out a fifty dollar bill and sighed softly, "Fortunately, someone tipped me fifty dollars today. At least I can make some meat for grandpa to nourish his body. Oh, I know, you'll have meat tonight too!"

The latter sentence was said by the young performer to the white ape, because when the young performer said he wanted to eat meat, the white ape actually looked at him with eager eyes.

At this time, Qin Lang walked into the alley. His appearance made the young man suddenly alert. The white ape also stared at Qin Lang warily.

Qin Lang stopped three meters away from the young man and said with a smile, "I mean no harm. It's just that we're all people from the pugilistic world, so I want to get to know you. My name is Qin Lang —"

"Sorry, I'm not interested!" The young man didn't appreciate the gesture.

"Then what are you interested in? Someone else's wallet? "Qin Lang suddenly asked.

The young man's eyes suddenly became fierce. He coldly said to Qin Lang, "What do you want?"

"I just want to get to know you. The fifty dollars just now was from me. "Qin Lang was still smiling.

"What, you want to buy me with fifty dollars?" Although the young man was a little down and out, his tone was very arrogant.

"If I really want to buy you, fifty dollars is definitely not enough. However, we're all people from the pugilistic world. I just want to help you. I really don't mean anything else. "Qin Lang's tone was very sincere.

"Thank you, but I still want to make a living on my own." The young man still didn't appreciate the gesture. "If there's nothing else, I'm leaving!"

Qin Lang secretly sighed. He wanted to make friends with the young man, but unfortunately, the young man didn't show any mercy.

Making friends in the pugilistic world was naturally up to fate. Qin Lang took two steps to the side, leaving the young man a way out. This was to tell the young man that Qin Lang didn't want to embarrass him.

"Thank you for the tip."

The young man said as he passed by Qin Lang. When he brushed past Qin Lang and walked a few steps, Qin Lang suddenly said, "Is there a patient in your house? If there is, I can help you! "

The young man suddenly turned his head and stared at Qin Lang, "How do you know? You went to my house? "

"No! Your clothes have the smell of Chinese herbs. I'm proficient in medicine, so I'm very familiar with these herbs. "

"Very familiar? Then do you know what medicine I brewed today? "The young man was very vigilant.

Qin Lang faintly smiled and said the names of several Chinese herbs. The young man's face suddenly became shocked, "You … How do you know?"

"As I said, I'm proficient in medicine. You're a performer in the pugilistic world, and I'm a doctor in the pugilistic world. "Qin Lang smiled again, but his smile was very sincere.

The young man was finally infected by Qin Lang's smile. He let down his guard and smiled a little stiffly, "My name is Lu Qingshan."

"Lu Qingshan, that's a good name!" Qin Lang said, "If you don't mind, take me to see the patient."

"You can name the medicine after asking about the smell, so your medical skills must be good. I can trust you from your medical skills!" The young man slightly complimented Qin Lang, and then took out the wallet, "But, wait for me to throw this thing back to the bus station duty room. Although that guy is hateful, it's okay to take his money, but it's better to throw his wallet back to him. "

"It doesn't seem to have much money, does it?" Qin Lang said with a smile.

"How do you know?"

"I saw your expression when you opened the wallet — you almost scolded that guy's mother, didn't you?"

"Haha … Was my expression that exaggerated?"

"The fact is, it was more exaggerated than what I described!"

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