Early on the third day, Xu Fan sent a large ship to pick up Mu Qianyu and Beichen Ye. In order to prevent the tiger from leaving the mountain, Mu Qianyu left Xiaoruo at home to watch the tavern, Ji Tianming and others.
She and Beichenye took Yuan Zhong with them, and Yuan Zhong felt honored to be taken with him. He felt that he was the little woman's confidant, and Xiaolong's status was not as good as his own.
Xiaoruo wasn't angry at all, because her sister had already explained that she took Yuan Zhong there with 80% certainty that there would be great danger, and asked her to guard her home.
Xu Fan secretly glanced at Mu Qianyu several times while on the boat, salivating in his heart, but he didn't dare to look at it.
Beichen Ye's eyes were cold and he said to Xu Fan: "I heard that Gang Leader Xu is amazing at chess. May I ask for advice?"
"I have some knowledge. It is better to obey orders than to be respectful, so I will play chess with Mr. Beichen." Xu Fan said politely, but in fact he was very confident in his heart.
He has always regarded himself as a scholar, so he is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is particularly good at chess, because he likes to watch his opponents on the chessboard with no way out.
Just like playing with those who are unable to resist in reality, it will give him great satisfaction, so the news that he likes to play chess spreads.
Many people know it.
When Mu Qianyu heard this, he sympathized with Xu Fan. He didn't know what kind of terrifying existence he would face, but he was still complacent.
As her pillow partner, she knew that her man was angry, otherwise he would not have actively offered to play chess.
After all, he has very high requirements for chess players, and Luo Wuxian was the only one who caught his eye in the past.
Man, it's really scary to be jealous.
On the chess table, Xu Fan takes the lead with black, and Beichen Yeying holds the white jade piece with her fingers as white as jade carvings. The two almost merge into one color, which is very pleasing to the eye.
Mu Qianyu and Nangong Zhi had learned Go before, but their chess skills were really poor. They didn't want to continue watching, but after seeing Beichen Ye's appearance, they decided to watch a game.
If a beautiful woman plays chess, it would be a loss if she doesn't watch.
Yuan Zhong stood beside Mu Qianyu, glanced at the dozen or so moves of chess that had been played, frowned and looked at Mu Qianyu again and asked: "Little woman, do you understand?"
"Of course." Mu Qianyu glanced at him: "You can't understand?"
"What kind of man does this kind of thing? It's boring." Yuan Zhong insisted to save his respect.
Mu Qianyu didn't bother to expose him. He was just a idiot. If he wasn't strong, his mouth would have been beaten to death long ago.
Beichenye didn't care about someone like Yuan Zhong, but Xu Fan was very unhappy after hearing this. He had a petty temper, and Go was his favorite, so naturally he couldn't tolerate others complaining in front of him.
But Yuan Zhong is Mu Qianyu's man, and he dares to be angry but dare not speak out. After all, he is still on the ship, and if the other party really attacks him, he will die miserably.
"despair!"
Beichenye made another move, and Baizi had already firmly controlled the situation, even after only thirty moves.
Xu Fan suddenly lost the energy to argue with Yuan Zhong. Looking at the chessboard, his eyes almost popped out of his head. The chess game had just begun. How could there be such a completely suppressed situation?
Who is this man?
"It's your turn, Gang Leader Xu." Beichen Ye reminded lightly.
Xu Fan gritted his teeth and continued to play. It must be a fluke. With his chess skills, it was impossible to be controlled so easily.
And even if he starts strong, he may not be strong in the middle game. The middle game is the time to test a chess player's skill, and he has always been proud of being strong in the middle game.
So the game of chess continued. At first, Mu Qianyu was completely admiring Beichen Ye's appearance and hands, but now his eyes gradually shifted to the chessboard.
Judging from her talentless and shallow chess skills, there are no moves left for black in this game.
It's not that Xu Fan didn't try to find new breakthrough points, but he was blocked every time. Not to mention the offensive, even the basic layout was defeated in a mess.
It was quite difficult for Mu Qianyu not to laugh.
"I lost this game, Master Beichen, can you teach me another game?" Xu Fan said unwillingly.
He cannot be abused like this in his field of expertise.
It’s okay if you can’t beat them. How can you lose in chess?
"Ask me, since Gang Leader Xu is willing to do it, I will naturally accompany you." Beichen Ye showed a rare gentleness.
Mu Qianyu has already felt his fox tail, and this girl has become sinister again. Xu Fan is very sad today.
In fact, it was indeed the case. Xu Fan was unconvinced all day long. He lost eight games of chess in a row. His clothes were soaked with sweat and had to be dried several times. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and he was so wide-eyed.
, it just takes a long time to make a move.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that he looked like he was going to eat the chessboard.
Mu Qianyu saw this scene after eating and taking a nap. When he looked at Beichen Ye again, he still looked relaxed and leisurely, as if he had not expended any mental effort.
She was quite surprised. She had heard that Xu Fan liked to play chess, but she didn't expect that he had reached this level. He was about to arrive in the main city, and he was still focused on challenging Beichen Ye.
When Beichen saw Mu Qianyu at night, he chuckled: "Madam, are you awake? Is the cabin still comfortable?"
"It's not bad, but I'm a little hungry after sleeping." Mu Qianyu patted his stomach and stuck out his tongue at him.
"Soon we will be able to eat." Beichen Ye looked at Xu Fan again and said, "Gang Leader Xu, are we still finishing this plate?"
This Beichen night gave him several chances to survive, and then cut them off abruptly, making him feel hopeful and despairing at other times, which almost tortured him to the point of collapse.
Whether the bet is finished or not, the outcome is already determined. No one can save it, let alone Xu Fan.
"Of course I have to finish it, I will definitely find the hand of God." Xu Fan insisted again.
Mu Qianyu felt that Beichen Ye was too cruel. She felt that Xu Fan was already in a broken state and that holding his breath might make him angry.
"It's so bad and it's still going down. I really don't know how I died." Yuan Zhong shook his head at the side.
Xu Fan was already on the verge of madness. When he heard Yuan Zhong say this, he immediately slapped the table and stood up, staring at him with a pair of red eyes: "Boy, what did you say?"
"Isn't it allowed to say that your chess playing stinks?" Yuan Zhong repeated more vigorously, how could he be frightened by such a little person?
"Look for...ah..." Xu Fan's wrist was pinched before he could finish his sentence.
"Crack!"
Yuan Zhong exerted a little force, and Xu Fan's wrist immediately broke. Blood seeped out of his clothes, and at the same time, his palm without wrist support fell.
All the bones in the wrist were shattered, and naturally the hand could not be saved.