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Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story — Chapter 428 427, Jing Huangmao is a man

“Ah, senior, it turns out you are at home. Did you just wake up?”

“Um.”

Sano responded lightly and pointed to the karate uniform on the little girl: “I said, I’m not sure whether she can continue practicing, so you just sorted out all the equipment for her… or is it you? Clothes from childhood?”

“Why?”

Mao Lilan was taken aback and glanced at the karate uniform on the little girl: “I didn’t give this to her… I thought it was prepared by you, senior.”

Sano raised his eyebrows again. If it wasn’t Mao Lilan, then the little girl prepared it herself, or the little girl’s mother bought it for her?

… Are you so supportive of children’s interests?

But before Sano could speak again, the little girl had already given the real answer.

“The big brother who lives in that house made it for me.”

Sano looked along the little girl’s fingers.

It was the door of the house where Huang Mao lived.

…This is quite unexpected and reasonable.

It makes sense that with Huang Mao’s skills, making clothes is easy.

What was unexpected was that the relationship between the two of them had become so close.

Sano didn’t think that Huang Mao was so idle that he wasted time and energy making karate clothes for an unfamiliar little girl.

Suddenly, the door opened…but it wasn’t Huang Mao’s house, but the one next door to Huang Mao.

That is, the house of the two fat brothers.

The one who came out was not A Yin, but Xiao Pang, and he was still wearing a special attack suit.

Sano: “…”

Sano: “???”

What the hell is this?

“Well, hello uncle.”

When Xiaopang saw Sano, he immediately said hello respectfully.

However, when he saw the special attack suit, Sano’s brain fell into a brief shutdown, and for a while he was unable to complain about the name “Little Fatty”.

Then, the door next to Sano’s house was also pushed open.

Huang Mao closed the door, looked at Xiaopang on one side, then at Sano on the other side, and then looked down at the two karate masters, one big and one small, downstairs.

Hit a row of dots.

…Why are you looking at yourself?

After a while, five people gathered at the stairs downstairs to eat pizza.

During the chat, Sano roughly understood the situation – in fact, there was nothing to say, just like Huang Mao and the little girl had become familiar with each other unknowingly.

And the little girl introduced him to Sano after getting acquainted with Xiaopang.

Xiaopang was also introduced to Huangmao by the little girl.

And in just a few seconds after seeing Xiaopang, Huang Mao saw that this guy had amazing bones, extraordinary talent, and a rescue… ahem, he was a good candidate to be a bad boy, so he deceived him. Drag him into the factory…

No, it’s not going into a factory, it should be delivering food.

Sano was chewing pizza pie in his mouth, while one of the two brothers entered the factory and the other delivered the takeout.

…a perfect match.

“So you are learning karate.”

After knowing that the little girl was learning karate from Mao Lilan, Huang Mao smiled slightly and suddenly felt that the opportunity to fill the cup had come.

“What’s the point of learning this kind of juggling? If you want to learn it, you have to learn something that is highly practical. I happen to have some exposure to this aspect, so why not practice it with me?”

Sensing that these words came out, Mao Lilan’s face became a little unsightly, and Huang Mao immediately added: “I may be more straightforward in speaking, but this is indeed the truth… Otherwise, we can actually take a look, if If you think I’m right, then it’s not a bad idea to practice with me.”

Sano on the side had already stopped chewing pizza, and looked at Huang Mao with an indescribable look… To be honest, Sano didn’t think Huang Mao was bad.

But if you want to say it’s very good, or extremely good, that’s not the case.

Let’s not talk about how compared to Mao Lilan’s karate, Huang Mao’s fighting instinct that he developed when he was a bad boy, combined with the things Sano taught, what is it like if he can really teach it.

Then why should Sano ask Mao Lilan if he can teach it himself?

Everything in the world has many sides, often with advantages and disadvantages.

Sano’s fighting skills and Mourilan’s karate skills are different.

There is no way to say which one is better, only which one is more suitable.

So which one is more suitable, and what criteria should be used to judge whether it is suitable or not.

That’s a problem.

If you want to choose a martial arts school that is suitable for your little girl, you may have to try and make mistakes one by one to see which one has better “talent”.

But Sano’s side is not a martial arts school.

Compared with karate, the advantage of Sano is that it can be “quickly achieved”, while the disadvantage is that it relies more on the user himself, including attributes and experience.

The growth process of karate is long, the lower limit is lower, but the upper limit is higher.

What is important is a steady stream of water and a steady stream of accumulation.

Firstly, the little girl has learned from Sano, and it is difficult for her to play any role before she grows up. Secondly, she has to wait until she grows up anyway.

Karate is more durable.

To sum up, Sano feels that Huang Mao is not suitable to teach little girls.

…Of course, since Huang Mao insisted on teaching, and was so confident that he was more powerful than Mao Lilan, he even wanted to teach her again.

Of course, Sano showed respect – Huang Mao is a man.

“Then let’s take a look.”

Sano made the decision for Mao Lilan: “You two have a fight.”

“Why?”

Huang Mao was stunned. Although he actually brought up the matter, he really didn’t want to fight Mao Lilan… After all, the other party was a girl.

It’s not good to use force.

It’s not like the competition can’t be done in other forms, just in case you get injured.

Doesn’t that make you look like you’re bullying others?

In particular, this clear direction was proposed by Sano, a male friend of Mao Lilan, which made Huang Mao even more puzzled.

“All right.”

Before Huang Mao could think about it, Mao Lilan agreed.

Seeing this, Huang Mao could only do as he pleased, half pushing and half filling the cup on the spot.

And then… Sano watched happily. Huang Mao, who was standing calmly with his hands behind his back, was kicked several meters away by Mao Lilan with lightning speed. He lay on the ground and fell asleep for a long time. Yes, I was helped to sit up. After finally waking up a little, I began to doubt my life.

Finally, he huddled in the corner of the stairs, drawing circles on the ground with his fingers with a gray face.

Already in isolation.

ha.

Sano shook his head and chuckled, patted the shoulder of Mao Lilan, who was inexplicably embarrassed and nervous, and left first… To be honest, Huang Mao really couldn’t beat Mao Lilan, especially under the premise of such a “competition”.

Can be kicked to death.

It’s a bit exaggerated.

The fundamental reason is that he is too confident, or arrogant.

Standing there defenseless, without any posture or concentration.

Mao Lilan’s speed after taking action was terrifying. How could Huang Mao react?

To sum it up, it’s probably the same performance as when Sano first met Maori Lan and was kicked away by a sneak attack, but relatively speaking.

Huangmao’s endurance is obviously worse.

Whether it’s physical or mental.

The reason why Mao Lilan was nervous and embarrassed was because she didn’t expect Huang Mao to be so fragile.

…Whether it’s physical or mental.

Mao Lilan didn’t expect to kick Huang Mao so hard that he couldn’t get up. He didn’t expect that he would kick Huang Mao so hard that he fell into autism.

He obviously looks very powerful, why…

Huang Mao is autistic, Sano runs away, and the other two people, one big and one small, are unreliable.

Mao Lilan didn’t know what to do for a while.

As for why Sano ran away, it was not because he was afraid that Huang Mao would blackmail Mao Lilan and then entangle himself.

I just have a mission.

And he’s not Conan, the god of plague.

[Please ensure that Kuroba Kaito does not die at the hands of the zoo within the mission time limit. You will receive one hundred strengthening points upon completion. The remaining time of the mission is – 05:59:59].

Sano rubbed his fingers together. He had saved Kuroba Kaito’s life.

But what is a zoo?

The literal meaning must be impossible, code name, some killer?


           


Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

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Summary

I, Sano Shinichiro, a time traveler, have a system.
Although the system's tasks are very strange, the rewarded equipment is even more... fresh and refined.
For example, a hammer that cannot cause damage, a small electric donkey that can fly quickly, a coat that turns into a roadie when used, sunglasses that cannot distinguish between humans and animals within 500 meters after wearing them, etc...
What, you ask me how to live better in this world?
Sano Shinichiro smiled faintly and put on his vest: "How can you not get stabbed when you are floating in the world? If you want to avoid getting stabbed, you have to open a trumpet. The more vests I have, the more slutty I will be. I will wave the flag of the winery."
When Akai Shuichi asked Conan what he thought of the black organization, Conan responded like this: The black organization? Although they act a little rough, they are all good people... Wait, which black organization are you asking about?

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