Xiao Feng nodded, feeling amazed at Wang Lubo's line of thought; at first, when the guy said "What a big mouth," he thought Wang was picking a fight, but now he's calling him brother?
Before Xiao Feng could react further, Wang Lubo quickly extended both hands and grabbed Xiao Feng's right hand, shaking it vigorously: "Benefactor!"
Xiao Feng felt as if struck by lightning; what the hell is going on here? One mont he's a brother, the next he's a benefactor. Is this guy normal?
Additionally, what surprised Xiao Feng was that, despite Wang Lubo being broad and fat, his speed was actually faster than that of a normal person. From the mont Wang grasped his hand, he could make this judgnt.
Yet Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel sowhat nauseated, holding two fleshy hands that felt almost boneless, like being sandwiched between two pieces of pork belly, greasy beyond asure.
Xiao Feng forcefully pulled his hand away, looking disgusted: "Say what you have to say, don't just keep shaking hands."
Miao Yueqian took a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to Xiao Feng, while Wang Lubo, seeing this action, was instantly displeased: "Qianqian, I washed my hands before coming over."
Miao Yueqian turned her head away, obviously not planning to pay attention to Wang Lubo.
Wang Lubo had no choice but to refocus on Xiao Feng, flashing a bright smile: "Brother, rest assured, as long as you can help Qianqian win the competition, just na your price for any amount of money or resources you need."
"Are you very wealthy?" Xiao Feng frowned.
"Naturally!" Wang Lubo patted his chest and said: "My dad is in Kyoto, and that's..."
Just as he was speaking, Miao Yueqian coughed twice, interrupting Wang Lubo's words, and fiercely glared at him.
Xiao Feng showed no expression, yet secretly wondered if the fat kid had significant connections in Kyoto, aning his background was quite impressive?
But by appearances, this behavior doesn't seem like what a big family would cultivate at all.
Wang Lubo, as if realizing his misstep, changed the topic: "Anyway, no matter what, as long as you can help Qianqian win, I'll unconditionally support any assistance needed."
As he spoke, he extended his hand to the side, and the bodyguard seed well-prepared, placing a credit card and business card in his hand.
"This is my business card with my contact information," Wang Lubo said politely: "There's 100,000 in the card, just a small gesture; I hope you take it seriously, and there'll be a substantial reward once it's done!"
Miao Yueqian coldly stared at Wang Lubo: "Looks like you're still treating my words as wind blown past your ears."
"How could I!" Wang Lubo instantly beca anxious: "I know you told not to waste money, but the brother isn't an outsider, why can't I spend money on him..."
As he said this, he suddenly looked at Xiao Feng: "Brother, what's your surna?"
Xiao Feng, torn between laughter and tears, replied: "It's Xiao."
At this mont, Xiao Feng beca sowhat interested in Wang Lubo; this fat guy's words and deeds are indeed unique, calling him brother one mont yet doesn't even know his surna, and it's unclear how Miao Yueqian is acquainted with him.
"Brother Xiao, what should we do next?" Wang Lubo asked with a smile.
Xiao Feng looked at Miao Yueqian: "Shall we go to the training ground?"
Miao Yueqian nodded and walked out first.
Wang Lubo and Xiao Feng followed behind, Wang Lubo said excitedly: "Brother Xiao, you wouldn't know, despite how Qianqian treats , she actually holds a grudge because I'm not living up to her expectations; we grew up in the sa courtyard and even attended college as classmates..."
By the end of the conversation, Xiao Feng understood the relationship between Miao Yueqian and Wang Lubo.
In simple terms, these two are childhood friends, both from affluent families; Wang Lubo has liked Miao Yueqian since they were young, but she constantly points out his shortcomings, refusing his advances.
"Honestly, I think it's quite nice; for all these years, Qianqian has pointed out my flaws, I've been working hard on improving them, or else I wouldn't be as excellent as I am now." Wang Lubo seriously lanted.
Xiao Feng thought, after all these improvents, still being like this, then you must have been really awful before, huh?
But after feeling the bank card in his pocket, he decided not to tease the fat guy.
On the training ground, more than twenty people had gathered, standing neatly in two horizontal lines.
Wang Lubo happily greeted everyone, seemingly genuinely familiar with each person.
The people gathered here are all elite mbers of the criminal police team, many of whom participated in the previous drone bombing case and repair factory murder case, witnessing Xiao Feng's deductive ability.
Thinking of Miao Yueqian's attitude towards Xiao Feng and inviting him to be a coach, everyone was eager to see the clash between Xiao Feng and Wang Lubo.
However, the reality was destined to disappoint; they soon noticed that Wang Lubo treated Xiao Feng with imnse politeness, showing no semblance of a rival.
This left everyone astonished; what a bizarre relationship, having such a peaceful triangular love situation, are you serious?
In the eyes of the criminal police team, it's apparent Miao Yueqian likes Xiao Feng; whereas Wang Lubo has long shown interest in Miao Yueqian, so logically, shouldn't Wang Lubo be hostile towards Xiao Feng?
Just at that mont, Miao Yueqian spoke: "Let introduce, this is Xiao Feng, the coach I brought for everyone."
As soon as she finished speaking, a team mber as tall as 1.9 ters shouted: "Report!"
"Speak." Miao Yueqian replied calmly.
The team mber stepped forward: "I've witnessed Mr. Xiao's abilities before; his deductive skills are comparable to first-class detectives, but being smart doesn't guarantee physical prowess. I request to challenge Mr. Xiao."
Miao Yueqian looked at Xiao Feng; although she was the team leader, successful training wasn't solely reliant on authority; it had to gain respect.
Xiao Feng smiled and said: "Challenge what?"
"Just our daily training activities," the team mber replied: "Frankly, I have the best performance among us. If you can beat , it not only proves your qualification as a coach, it also gains the respect of all."
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well said, let's have the challenge then."
In so sense, Xiao Feng liked this straightforward way of speaking, finding it much simpler than the convoluted need to grasp others' intentions.
Quickly, Xiao Feng ca to a wooden table, with a disassembled handgun in front of him, while the 1.9-ter team mber laughed heartily: "My na is Wei Shuai. If I win against you, Mr. Xiao, please don't mind; let's just beco friends."
In truth, most people doubted Xiao Feng could win against Wei Shuai.
They acknowledged his extraordinary talent in logic and reasoning, but as Wei Shuai previously ntioned, being smart doesn't an good physical skills.
Moreover, as a special consultant for the police departnt, Xiao Feng rarely had the chance to handle firearms, whereas Wei Shuai had such routines morized that he could assemble the gun effortlessly.
Nonetheless, at this mont, Xiao Feng calmly said: "Arrange the parts as you're most accustod."
Wei Shuai couldn't help but be stunned; he trained muscle mory for this, which counts as slight cheating, primarily relying on the speed of hands and accuracy.
Xiao Feng ignored the surrounding uproar, randomly shuffled the gun parts, then looked at Miao Yueqian: "Do you have a blindfold?"
Everyone gasped, did Xiao Feng intend to assemble the firearm blindfolded?
"Can we consider him as having given up the match?" Soone asked dumbfounded.
"Probably, Wei Shuai deals with guns regularly, while he's rely a special consultant for the police, not likely carrying a gun all the ti."
"Such arrogance, one might mistake him for so expert."
For a while, Xiao Feng's high posture successfully stirred a unified sentint of rivalry among the criminal police team mbers.
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