The Strongest Soldier in the City

Although the battle on the chessboard is tense, tragic and thrilling, the atmosphere is also extremely tense and serious.

However, if anyone with a slightly better chess skills saw this scene, they would probably not be able to help laughing.

Because from the posture on the chessboard, an expert can tell at a glance that these are two typical stinky chess pieces.

It is really not easy for the chess game between the bad chess players to progress to such a tense and serious atmosphere and situation.

I didn’t know, I thought it was two national players playing chess.

"Old man, no more, I lose." Suddenly, the man in a suit, who had been thinking silently, grinned, his big yellow teeth protruding, and said to the old man in a singlet.

The old man was stunned for a moment and said: "I'll give up now." He was a little uncomfortable with it. They played this chess game for nearly an hour and racked all their brains. They had to stop and think about almost every move. A good few minutes.

It was during such a difficult process that we finally got into such a difficult situation. Who knew that this old Huangya would admit defeat with great energy?

If it wasn't for winning, why would you play so thrillingly, and why should you admit defeat so simply in the end?

Huang Baiwan grinned and said, "Well, I've given up." He took out a pack of crumpled red plums from his pocket, carefully pulled out three of them, and placed them in front of the old man: "This is your trophy. ."

The old man in a sweatshirt was not happy anymore. He glared and said, "Old Huang, you are looking down on me. This situation is obviously evenly matched and it's hard to tell the winner. It's hard to tell who will win and who loses. What will happen if you give in here?" It’s up to me.”

It was obviously not the first time that these two people sat together and played chess. At least the old man in the sweatshirt could call out Huang Wanwan's nickname.

Huang Wanwan still had that trademark ugly smile, smiling harmlessly, and said: "Is winning or losing so important? It's okay if someone admits defeat."

"Then why did we play for more than an hour? Isn't it just to see who is better and decide the winner?" the old man in a singlet shirt said angrily.

Huang Baiwan said: "Sometimes, the result is not as important as the process. There is a way to play chess, which is that being in the game is enough. As for the result, who cares? At least I, Huang, don't care very much."

The old man in the sweatshirt was stunned for a moment and muttered: "You are so young and have no fighting spirit. No wonder you wear a dog-like suit all day long but carry a package of three-and-a-half red plums. You live a glamorous life, but in fact you are like me. The bad old man is on a different level."

Huang Baiwan laughed, but said nothing more and slowly stood up from the pony.

If this old man knew that the ugly-looking but very interesting young man with yellow teeth in front of him was the most awesome, ruthless and legendary man in the entire Zhenyun area, I don’t know what he would think.

Huang Baibai waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the small chess and card stall, and walked into the rain. The two burly men behind him hurriedly followed. The rain mountain always covered Huang Baibai, preventing Huang Baibai from even getting wet. A raindrop.

"Old Huang, let's continue tomorrow. I'm waiting for you here." The old man in a sweatshirt shouted to Huang Baiwan. When two equally matched people play chess, there will always be a hearty feeling.

Huang Baiwan didn't even look back. He waved his hand and said, "I may be busy in the next period of time. I have to leave Zhenyun. If I'm not dead yet, I'll come back and play chess with you."

Having said that, Huang Wanwan gradually drifted away.

He has always liked the feeling of the city and the atmosphere here. No matter where he goes, how high he stands, or how wonderful the world he sees, he still remains true to his original intention.

Because when he stays in a place like this, it can make him feel very at ease and help him firmly remember who he is and why he is where he is today.

It was a long, long walk until we walked out of this deep alley. When we reached the side of the road, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked there where the old men behind us could not see it.

Someone helped Huang Baiwan open the car door humbly, and Huang Baiwan got in.

Huang Wanwan has liked coming to this place for some time and has met many people here. However, no one here knows who he is. They only know that his nickname is Lao Huang and that he is a nouveau riche whose ancestral home has just been demolished.

The Rolls-Royce gradually drove away. In the car, Lao Huang looked at the scenery outside through the glass window. Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man in his early forties with a sinister face.

This is one of Huang Wanwan's confidants, named Zhou Xiong, who is also one of the most famous and powerful people in Huang Wanwan Group.

"Tell me about it." Huang Baiwan didn't even look back, still looking out the window, breaking the silence in the car.

"The latest news came from the north. Following the collapse of the Black Curtain, Dongfang Xingxu also committed suicide this morning, and the Dongfang family is about to be destroyed." Zhou Xiong said respectfully to Huang Baiwan. Don't look at the viciousness of people like him outside. He was shocked by his fame, but he always dared to be humble in front of Huang Wanwan.

Hearing this, Huang Baiwan was not surprised at all. The corners of his mouth opened in a wide arc, and he smiled with such joy. His big yellow teeth were extremely eye-catching.

Nodding slightly, Huang Baiwan said: "This is a reasonable thing. That man has such strength, and I have never doubted the fate of the Dongfang family. Anyone who is his enemy has a fate. Is it difficult?" Escape from your fate."

Zhou Xiong, whose eyebrows were downcast, frowned slightly, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes, but he did not dare to say a word.

After a pause, Huang Baiwan said again: "Is there anything new?"

Zhou Xiong said: "There is another big thing. Zhuge Mingshen failed to snipe Chen Liuhe last night, which caused a big disaster. Now he is in great trouble. Also this morning, many high-profile people jointly launched a campaign against him. For impeachment, these people come from all walks of life and are very large and powerful."

Huang Baiwan nodded lightly again and smiled: "It should be so. Zhuge Mingshen made the biggest mistake, that is, he was too conceited, underestimated that man, and overestimated the sacrifices that his conceitedness would require. price"

"To be honest, I'm a little disappointed with Zhuge Mingshen. After so many years of gaming, he doesn't even understand his opponent. It's really ridiculous."

Huang Baiwan said calmly: "When you are dealing with a man who is like a god, you have to stay calm at all times. Once your mind is disturbed, big mistakes will happen."