Chess.

Sitting opposite him was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old fat boy playing chess with him.

Yang Shan's face was very serious, Jiang Xiaoming and Zhang Daoquan stood aside, with their faces equally solemn.

This area surrounded many people and chattered.

"This kid is really amazing. He is only in his teenage years and his chess skills are so superb."

"It's not that he is powerful, it's that those three old men are too weak."

"It's really weak. They have some skills in playing chess games on the street. These three old men look at the masters and their skills are too trash."

The three of them had red faces.

Chen Yang leaned over and took a look.

It's Yang Shanluo's turn now.

On the chessboard, Yang Shan’s only one horse and one shot left.

The little fat man's black-screwed two horses and one shot two cars.

This is fucking...

Do you want to give up and keep it for the New Year?

In this situation, how can there be any value for thinking?

Give up, senior!

"Grandpa, hurry up." The little fat man urged, looking impatient.

"Don't be anxious, don't urge." Yang Shan restored his master's appearance: "You can still see your chess skills, but your chess is too anxious, which is not good."

The fat man pointed to the electronic watch on his wrist: "You have considered forty-seven minutes and forty-one seconds! Just this move, when will you play? According to international rules, you have already lost."

Yang Shan's face turned red again and he coughed twice: "Since you can't wait, then let's get along with this game."

The little fat man widened his eyes and looked at him and Jiang Xiaoming.

"This grandpa delayed the last game for thirty minutes and wanted to go with me and the game."

"In the last game, the grandpa delayed it for twenty minutes and wanted to go with me and the game."

"You delayed this game for almost an hour and you have to go with me again! You are so naughty!"

The little fat man was almost crying.

The adults next to him couldn't see it either.

"Why are you doing this?"

"It's obvious that I want to lose, but I still have the game? Why do you have the face to say it?"

"Uncle, you are old, but you can't bully children like this, right?"

"Don't play the Zhenlong chess game here. If you win, you will make an exception to accept disciples. With your chess skills, you can beat you if you choose someone here."

The parents of the fat man were also a little angry, but they really couldn't say anything when facing these three old men who were almost two hundred years old together.

Chen Yang quietly retreated and prepared to leave.

It's really embarrassing.

Why are you the same as your two uncles?

The bad chess is actually still in the game.

If you make a decision, you will set up a plan, and if you win, you will accept a disciple.

You guys aren't playing chess, are you just trying to recruit disciples?

You can't do this even if you lack money.
Chapter completed!