Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 426 Discussion
“It’s legal.”

Conan glanced at Lin Feng and saw him nod, then he replied to Paul.

Who knows what this guy is going to do with this big fool.

However, it seems that this person can't win...

And since he wasn't very smart, he didn't doubt why a kid like him was helping to translate.

"Sir, please get in the car. I know a quiet place." Paul opened the car door for the father and son and invited them to get in.

"I've been thinking that we seem to be lacking a role like a driver." Lin Feng felt that Paul had a very good temperament. Wearing sunglasses and shaving his head, he looked much more stylish than Vodka, Cameron and the like.

"Anyway, five hundred thousand euros is too exaggerated..." Conan thought he had misheard at first.

Even if Paul has other small businesses, his annual income is probably only around 50,000 or 60,000 Euros.

Five hundred thousand is a bit scary indeed.

"After he loses, of course you can start bargaining." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"If you have so much money, you might as well hire Uncle Maori as your driver." Conan said speechlessly, resting his chin on his hand.

"Professional ethics is very important. Even though Paul didn't understand, he didn't turn his head from time to time or look in the rearview mirror. He was always concentrating on driving." Lin Feng explained.

"Hehe, do you need a driver?"

Conan laughed, still not knowing what the repairman wanted that thing for.

"It's not bad to have someone hand me a wrench when I'm beating someone up. Besides, he has gin, so what's the difference between him and me?"

"..."

……

Twenty minutes later.

Paul parked the car in front of a warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

"Where is this?" Conan asked puzzledly, looking at the large warehouse.

"This place belongs to an old friend of mine. In the past two years, he often called my car. We are good friends and can talk to each other."

"Later, he knew that I often exercised at home with some simple equipment, so he handed this key to me." Paul said, opening the door of the warehouse.

The warehouse of several hundred square meters is empty and undecorated, with only various fitness equipment on display.

"This place is nice!" Lin Feng picked up a dumbbell as easily as if he was holding a bottle of water.

What a pity, it would be nice to move two more big trees here.

"What happened to your friend later? Didn't he contact you again?" Conan couldn't help but ask when he saw that Paul seemed to have a reminiscent look on his face.

"He hasn't ridden in my car for about half a year." Paul shook his head and said.

Although the two people had a good chat while riding in the car, it would be useless if they were not riding in the car, and it would be difficult to take the initiative to contact each other.

"Oh my god, don't do this!"

Only then did Paul notice what Lin Feng, who was wearing sunglasses, was doing.

The repairman is playing a game of dumbbell tossing.

Throw it up, catch it, throw it up again, catch it again.

"Don't worry, this thing won't break." Lin Feng reached out to catch the 20-kilogram dumbbell, and said in broken English with a smile.

"I, I'm not worried about that..."

Paul quickly took the dumbbell and confirmed that the other party was not a magician who had changed his props.

At this moment, he really wanted to shake hands and squeeze the other person's arm.

Throw a 20-kilogram dumbbell three meters high and then catch it???

This really doesn't seem like something such a thin person could do.

"This sandbag is of good quality." Lin Feng walked to the sandbag next to him, patted it and said.

"Of course, this is..." Paul was just about to brag about the strength of his old friend, but he didn't expect the repairman to raise his hand and elbow, hitting the sandbag so hard that it seemed to fly up.

NO, NO, NO!

If you do this, no matter how good the quality is, it won’t last long!
"You scared him..." Conan said helplessly when he saw Paul shouting to stop. "This thing is not as strong as a tree." Lin Feng commented truthfully.

After Paul calmed his sandbag, he walked over to the repairman and looked the man up and down.

“You practice Muay Thai?”

This level is definitely extraordinary. If this elbow hit Bruno yesterday, he would definitely not be able to get up today, and he would definitely not be able to deceive himself.

"This is not Muay Thai." Lin Feng shook his head without explaining.

I guess Paul wouldn't understand even if I explained it.

Bajiquan contains many wisdom and techniques, and when practiced to a high level, it is absolutely incomparable to Muay Thai.

For ordinary people, the essence of modern martial arts is to strengthen the body and cultivate one's character, and there is no need to fight for victory or defeat.

Moreover, no matter which kind of martial arts it is, in the end it is all about fighting.

As long as I'm strong enough, scissors are better than rock!
"I'm sorry, although I practice boxing often, I really don't understand anything more advanced." Paul scratched his head and said.

It was obvious that he felt he had made a mistake and was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Paul, I heard from that driver that you are very capable?" Conan was a little curious about this big guy who helped others and earned money.

"I guess so..." Paul looked at Lin Feng and really couldn't understand this man's strength.

"Okay, let's have a competition first."

Lin Feng took off his suit, threw it to his son, loosened his tie, stretched his shoulders and said.

I really admire people who can wear this kind of thing every day.

"it is good!"

When Paul saw that the other party was acting in a manner that he couldn't understand, his expression turned serious.

Looking at the two moves just now, if nothing unexpected happens, I am not as good as this man. However, we are all martial artists, so how can I not give it a try!

How can we retreat without fighting?

When Conan saw that the two men had already fought, he quickly ran to the side holding his clothes.

It's a waste of time for him to wear these clothes, they curl up in a ball every day.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng used his fists and elbows, knocking Paul back repeatedly.

This is still the result without any dirty tricks.

"Come again!"

The repairman smiled and said.

Unexpectedly, this guy has a quick reaction speed and good physical functions. If he receives systematic training, he may be able to become a boxing champion.

Moreover, he is very strong.

This is not an ordinary person. His strength is around B level, which is slightly weaker than the current Xiaolan.

However, if the girl makes a stupid move, she won't be able to beat this sturdy man who is over 1.9 meters tall.

"Come!"

Lin Feng seized the opportunity and delivered a beautiful spinning kick.

Paul stretched out his arms to block, but they were numb from the shock and he couldn't catch the kick at all, nor could he catch the high kick as he normally would.

This fight is getting more and more frustrating.

The move was obviously full of flaws and he just couldn't handle it.

"It's a mess." Conan stood aside and commented on Paul's condition.

The famous detective is a complete amateur and can see this.

Paul, who is good at boxing, is going through an unprecedented situation.

(End of this chapter)