mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 109 Brother, What's Your Last Name?
Xiao Feng nodded, surprised by Wang Lubo's way of thinking, the other party's "very loud tone" earlier sounded like he was trying to find fault, but now he just called him brother?

Before Xiao Feng could react, Wang Lubo quickly stretched out both hands, grabbed Xiao Feng's right hand, and shook it vigorously: "My benefactor!"

Xiao Feng suddenly felt struck by lightning, what the hell is going on, brother for a while, benefactor for a while, can this be a normal person?

In addition, what surprised Xiao Feng was that although Wang Lubo was wide and fat, his speed was actually faster than ordinary people. It was enough to judge from the fact that he was held by the opponent.

It's just that Xiao Feng still couldn't control his nausea, being held by two fleshy hands that could hardly feel the bones, like being sandwiched between two pieces of pork belly, it was too greasy.

Xiao Feng pushed his hands away, and said with a look of disgust: "If you have something to say, talk it out, don't just shake hands when you come up."

Miao Yueqian took out a wet tissue from her bag and handed it to Xiao Feng. Seeing this move, Wang Lubo was immediately unhappy and said, "Qianqian, I washed my hands before I came here."

Miao Yueqian turned her head away, apparently not intending to talk to Wang Lubo.

Wang Lubo had no choice but to focus on Xiao Feng again, and he showed a warm smile: "Brother, just don't worry, as long as you can help Qianqian win the game, you can report how much money you need, what supplies you need, etc. Yes, just look for me."

"Are you rich?" Xiao Feng frowned.

"That's natural!" Wang Lubo patted his chest and said, "My father is in the capital, but..."

While talking, Miao Yueqian coughed twice, interrupted Wang Lubo's words, and gave Wang Lubo a hard look.

Xiao Feng's expression remained unmoved, but he was a little bit guilty in his heart. It has something to do with being in Beijing, so the background of co-authoring this fat man is quite big?

But no matter how you look at it, this kind of style doesn't look like something that can be cultivated in a big family.

Wang Lubo seemed to realize that she had made a slip of the tongue, so she changed the subject and said, "Anyway, as long as I can help Qianqian win the game, if I need any help, I will give my best support unconditionally."

As he said that, he stretched his hand to the side, and the bodyguard seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and put a bank card and business card in his hand.

"This is my business card with my contact information on it." Wang Lubo said very politely: "There is [-] in the card. It's a small thing. I hope you will pay more attention to it, brother. You will be thankful after everything is done!"

Miao Yueqian looked at Wang Lubo coldly: "It seems that you still ignored my words."

"How is it possible!" Wang Lubo said anxiously, "I know you told me not to spend money recklessly, but my brother is not an outsider, so why should I spend money on my brother..."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Xiao Feng: "Brother, what's your surname?"

Xiao Feng replied, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Mian's surname is Xiao."

At this time, Xiao Feng became a little interested in Wang Lubo. The fat man's words and deeds were really unique. He called him one brother at a time, but in the end he didn't even know his last name, and he didn't know what Miao Yueqian did to him. know.

"Brother Xiao, what do you think we should 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 were behind, and said excitedly: "Brother Xiao, you don't know, don't look at Qianqian like that to me, but in fact she hates iron but not steel. The two of us grew up in a large courtyard. , We were classmates all the way to university..."

After some words, Xiao Feng understood the relationship between Miao Yueqian and Wang Lubo.

To put it simply, these two are still childhood sweethearts, and their family backgrounds are very good. Wang Lubo has liked Miao Yueqian since she was a child, but Miao Yueqian kept picking out Wang Lubo's shortcomings and rejected his pursuit.

"Actually, I think this is pretty good. Qianqian has pointed out my shortcomings for so many years, and I have been trying my best to correct them, otherwise I wouldn't be as good as I am now." Wang Lubo said with a serious expression.

Xiao Fengxin said that he has been correcting all the time and changed it to the current virtue, so how bad were you before?

But after touching the bank card in his pocket, he decided not to hate the fat man.

On the training field, more than 20 people have gathered at this time, divided into two horizontal teams and standing together neatly.

Wang Lubo cheerfully greeted everyone one by one, it seemed that he really knew everyone very well.

All the elites gathered here are the elites of the criminal police team. Many of them have participated in the previous drone bombing case and the bloody case in the repair shop, and have seen Xiao Feng's reasoning ability.

Thinking of Miao Yueqian's attitude towards Xiao Feng, and inviting him over as a coach, everyone seemed to be optimistic about the show, hoping that Xiao Feng could collide with Wang Lubo and create sparks.

It's just that the reality is doomed to disappoint them, and soon everyone discovered that Wang Lubo's attitude towards Xiao Feng was very polite, not like treating a rival in love at all.

This made everyone have an eye-opening feeling. This relationship is too weird. The love triangle is so peaceful. Are you serious?

From the point of view of the criminal police team, Miao Yueqian obviously likes Xiao Feng, while Wang Lubo has long expressed his feelings for Miao Yueqian. If this is the case, shouldn't Wang Lubo hate Xiao Feng?

At this moment, Miao Yueqian said: "Let me introduce, this is Xiao Feng, the coach I invited for everyone."

As soon as the words fell, a team member with a height of 1.9 meters shouted: "Report!"

"Speak." Miao Yueqian replied lightly.

The team member took a step forward: "I have seen Mr. Xiao's ability before. His reasoning ability is comparable to that of a first-class detective, but a good brain does not mean that his physical fitness is also excellent. I apply for a competition with Mr. Xiao."

Miao Yueqian looked at Xiao Feng, although she is the team leader, training is not just about power and oppression, it needs to convince the team members.

Xiao Feng smiled and said, "Compared to what?"

"It's like our daily training." The team member who stood up replied: "To tell you the truth, I have the best grades among these people. If you can beat me, it will prove that you have coached us." Second, it can also achieve the effect of convincing the public.”

Xiao Feng nodded: "That's right, let's compare."

To a certain extent, Xiao Feng likes this straightforward way of speaking, which is much simpler than the way of beating around the bush and trying to figure out the other party's intentions.

Soon, Xiao Feng came to a wooden table, with a disassembled pistol in front of him, and the 1.9-meter player said with a hearty smile: "My name is Wei Shuai, if I win Mr. Don't mind, just treat it as a friend."

In fact, the vast majority of people are not optimistic that Xiao Feng can win Wei Shuai.

Everyone admits that he has an amazing talent in logical reasoning, but as Wei Shuai said before, a good brain does not mean good skills.

What's more, as a special consultant of the police station, Xiao Feng has very few opportunities to touch a gun. Wei Shuai has already engraved this set of actions in his mind, and he can assemble it unconsciously and instinctively.

However, at this moment, Xiao Feng said with a calm expression: "You first arrange the parts, and place them in the position you are most used to."

Wei Shuai couldn't help being stunned. In order to meet the training, he had indeed practiced muscle memory. This can be regarded as a small cheating method, but at most it can be a second or two faster, relying on the speed of his hands and the accuracy of assembly. .

Xiao Feng ignored the uproar around him, randomly messed up the parts of the firearm, and then looked at Miao Yueqian: "Is there an eye mask?"

Everyone gasped, did Xiao Feng still plan to assemble the guns blindfolded?
"Can I understand that he has given up the game?" Someone asked blankly.

"It should be possible. Wei Shuai deals with guns every day. He is just a special consultant of the police station. It is impossible to carry a gun every day."

"It's crazy, those who don't know think he is some kind of master."

For a while, Xiao Feng's high profile has successfully aroused the feelings of hatred among the criminal police members.

(End of this chapter)