They had already wasted a lot of time here today. Qin Xi only wanted to end the fight quickly. When she walked to Guo Laoliu, who had not gotten up for a long time, she pulled his arm and twisted it. With a crack, Guo Laoliu's arm was broken.
Qin Xi clapped her hands and stepped on Guo Laoliu's head with a smile. "Hey, your arms are dislocated. Other than me, no one can reattach them. I opened a clinic called Ji Ding Hall. If you want to treat your arms, you have to pay 200 yuan per person. Remember, it's 200 yuan. Not a cent less."
Guo Laoliu really wanted to say that he didn't want to go, but Qin Xi's combat strength still frightened him. After thinking for a moment, he decided that it was best to keep his mouth shut.
"It's getting late. Let's go!" Qin Xi shouted at Gu Qing, who was still in a daze.
Gu Qing followed her immediately.
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