On the platform, Zeng Tong raised Zeng Mingwaliang's forehead, looked at the height, shook the folding fan casually, and his twitching mouth made a smug laugh.
At this time, Hongxing frowned, her mature and charming face turned red, her charming eyes were blurred, her pink lips were tight, and she was holding a chess piece in her hand, but she was wandering, looking at her heartless.
"Let's go! Let's make a move..." Zeng Tong finally turned his eyes to Hongxing, and his eyebrows were circulating, revealing the villain's perverted face.
Toad!
What an authentic toad...
Shi Yue finally looked at the platoon again. This platoon was once again scrutinized by the red and red apricots were black.
Looking at the great situation of the Red Chess being aggressive and attacking the Black Chess Central Palace, Shi Yue showed a strange smile on his lips.
The talented men were booing and crowded.
His eyes were fixed on the roster, and his excited expression was revealed on his eyes.
They are all called masters, and they have studied this scheduling for some time, and they have their own knowledge and mystery in their hearts.
When Zeng Tong came out of the incredible move just now, the talented men who had been troubled by the trap for a long time suddenly saw a unique scenery.
With a brief calculation, these talented men can also infer that after Zeng Tong took this move, the situation would become infinitely bright. Although the talented men could not calculate in detail what changes would happen after this move, Zeng Tong already had an overwhelming advantage after a brief consideration.
The old guys on the second floor couldn't sit still. Their butts seemed to be hemorrhoids, and they were sitting on pins and needles, constantly slapping the fence. The old faces covered with pleated ones were ferocious, twisted, and their drooping eyelids couldn't help but tremble.
"I want to win this guy Zeng Tong?" Zhu Chao was the first to make a disappointed voice.
Chen Sifan was nervous and rubbed his palms: "Probably... maybe, this is basically what it means..."
Zhu Chao patted the fence hard and said angrily: "Zeng Tong is not very good-looking, but he is really a bit talented in learning. Damn, this time he really slapped us in the face."
Old man Geng stroked his gray beard and looked depressed: "I'm going to win this bet, why do I feel uncomfortable? How much I hope Zeng Tong will go down in shame."
These dozen old birds chirped and complained.
Bai Mochou got angry and rushed over.
Pointing at their noses, he cursed: "Do you old people have some depth? Have you never heard a word?"
"What sentence?" All the old birds were confused.
Bai Mochou sat gracefully on the chair, crossed his legs, tasted a mouthful of snow lotus tea, and said calmly: "If you are not calm, you will feel ache!"
When the old birds heard this, they looked at each other, then widened their eyes and spat at Bai Mochou, "I'm spit..."
"Damn it, spit on me? I'll kill you old bones..."
Zeng Tong was very excited!
This is the wonderful chess he thought about for a day and a night before he came up with. This is the 237th step, which is the most critical step, and the step to decide the outcome.
As long as this move is done, the situation will suddenly become clear, just like the beginning of sunshine after the rain and the sky is full of light!
In Zeng Tong's view, since this move, "Walking One Thousand Miles" has already broken away from the rigid and profound volleyball pattern and has transformed into a very flexible situation that relies on personal skills.
How could a woman with long hair and short knowledge defeat herself in a complex and changeable situation?
That's a joke that can't happen.
Therefore, Zeng Tong thought he had won, fame and fortune were close in front of him, and the soft jade and warm fragrance poured into his arms. His lips smiled again, his eyes smiled again, and his soul was laughing!
The red and charming eyes were still filled with a delicate resentment, and the greenish-white little hands held the chess piece, which never fell off for a long time.
Suddenly, she smiled softly and said to Zeng Tong: "Young master, do you need to... think carefully?"
Consider it?
I've won, but I'm still thinking about it!
Zeng Tong snorted: "A gentleman has a good fortune, but he has no regrets. How can he change it randomly? Hong Xing'er, it's your turn to play chess, why do you keep dragging it? Haha... Is it because you, a delicate little lady, still exhausted?"
A cunning expression flashed between Hongxing's eyebrows, but that expression flashed away.
"Since Mr. Zeng is so persistent, Hongxing is about to make a move."
Her eyes flowed in charmingly, and quietly captured Shi Yue's clear eyes from the crowd. She smiled gracefully, twisted her delicate body, turned around, and fell suicide-like chess pieces on the chessboard.
call!
The scholars were in a big uproar...
What is going on? Is Hongxing giving up on herself?
Zeng Tong laughed, chose the best move, and mocked: "Women are women. Once they get rid of the fixed situation, they will be short-sighted."
The old birds on the second floor were also anxious.
Zhu Chao knocked off the fragrant tea from Bai Mochou's hand, pointed at his nose and scolded: "It's your turn to disrupt the situation. You're so calm! Do you really think that Hong Xinger's mother is good-looking and can't turn the tide?"
Bai Mochou stood up with a whip and looked at Shi Yue.
Seeing that he was still motionless, he sat down again and drank tea, and said slowly: "You must conquer people with virtue, and you must not act rashly even if you act like a gangster..."
"Bah!" The old birds spoke in unison, and looked at them again.
Zeng Tong, whose self-confidence was inflated, and the gentle and charming Hong Xinger quickly started playing chess again.
This time, Hongxing made a quick move with no hesitation, but the way she took looked like suicide, which made people sigh.
"Can this woman play chess?" The talents were very disappointed, and there were already quarrels in the field.
More than a dozen rounds passed.
Zeng Tong walked chess: "Car six into six."
Then he laughed at the talents and said, "Everyone, this is a decisive move. I won, I won... Haha... I won like this..."
Ma Wuchang and other younger brothers began to hold their feet wildly and applauded.
All the talented men also whispered to each other and admired Zeng Tong's talent and knowledge very much.
The old man on the second floor couldn't bear to look at him anymore, but just complained to Bai Mochou: "It hurts you this time, right? Bah... Is it a gentleman who deserves it!"
Bai Mochou scratched his scalp, sneaked the thing under him, looked at Shi Yue, and said to himself: "It hurts really this time..."
Hong Xing waved her hand gracefully and signaled everyone to be quiet, then she smiled at Zeng Tong with a hint of grimness: "Young Master Zeng, who said you won?"
Zeng Tong blushed excitedly and said, "Why didn't I win? No matter how you walk, you can't escape my dead general..."
As he was telling each other, he saw Hongxing as fast as the wind, and walked out with a move: "Ma Liu retreated to the fourth!"
Zeng Tong looked at it and was stunned. His cheeks, which were still rosy and painful, instantly, a dark cloud floated on him, making him look ugly!
The talented men looked at Zeng Tong's sudden figure and looked at the chessboard in surprise.
call……
Kill or kill!
What a wonderful trick.
The applause of the talented men was thundering, whistles, cheers, and cheers, one after another.
The old birds on the second floor also became very angry, and in a flash, a handful of old bones jumped and jumped, which was so funny!
Bai Mochou suppressed the excitement in his heart, held the fragrant tea with trembling hands, frowned at the carnival old guys, "I have told you a long time ago, if you are not calm, you will feel bad."
thump!
As soon as Bai Mochou finished speaking, Zhu Chao, who was jumping up high, fell to the ground with a pounce.
Sprained ankle...
[Author’s off-topic]: Kill and kill: when you unlock your own chess in one move, you will kill the other party!