Mu Kexin glanced at it secretly, and said in a low voice, "Baby, they couldn't be gathering people to gamble."
Knocked on Mu Kexin's head, the latter held back his mouth.
"Do you have any money with you?"
Mu Kexin: "..."
The annoyed Mu Kexin poked her: "Baby Tang, be careful that you won't even have any underpants!"
"Look at what you said, this baby is sure to win every bet, let's go! I'll take you there to pretend."
"Tch, don't call me if you lose."
The two walked over, what kind of gambling is it? It turned out that the village chief was playing chess with others.
The two were fighting fiercely, but the village chief looked calm, as if I was going to win soon, and the uncle on the opposite side frowned, thinking of a solution.
"You are here." The aunt who counted yesterday came over and asked with a smile.
"Morning, aunt."
"Morning, aunt."
The two greeted each other warmly, and Mu Kexin immediately asked, "Auntie, is this a competition?"
"That's right, the village chief is not only a god of fishing, but also a god of chess. Isn't there anyone here to challenge his title of chess god?" Aunt explained with a smile.
There are quite a lot of recreational activities in this village, but it seems that the village chief has arranged all of these gods.
"Baby, can you play chess?" Mu Kexin asked curiously.
Tang Baobao is still very modest: "Know it a little bit, my dad often pulls me to practice with him."
"So it's a training partner." Mu Kexin teased.
"Then will you?"
"I know backgammon." Mu Kexin was very proud. She was a master backgammon in her class when she was a child.
Tang Baobao shook his head, feeling the same as his sister, and only knows backgammon.
"What kind of expression is that on your face? Let's compare if you are capable." Mu Kexin was very unconvinced.
Tang Baobao liked the endgame very much, and stared at the chessboard with a pair of eyes: "Don't talk."
"Then you have what it takes to win."
"Hehe, how about I win you?" Tang Baobao put his arms around Mu Kexin's fragrant shoulders and asked with a smile.
Mu Kexin didn't believe it anymore, this wasn't fishing: "If you win, I'll kiss you."
"That's not being taken advantage of by you." Tang Baobao pinched Mu Kexin's little face, and couldn't put it down.
Mu Kexin said coquettishly, "Then do you think about it, her lips are super soft."
"You wait for me!" Hearing the word super soft, Tang Baobao was excited.
The village chief who was playing chess frowned. Who was shouting here? When he looked up, it was that young couple again.
Mu Kexin immediately shut up and hid behind Baby Tang, acting like she wasn't me.
Tang Baobao smiled embarrassedly, and the village head continued to play chess without saying anything.
Since high school, Tang Baobao has been caught by his father to practice. At the beginning, Tang Cheng often said that his son's skills were not good, and he won immediately.
Tang Baobao expressed dissatisfaction, so he specialized in chess, and his skills were gradually improving. In less than half a year, he killed his father without leaving any pieces.
At that time, Luo Bai laughed at her husband who had played chess all his life and was conquered by his son.
From then on, Tang Baobao began to be merciful to his father, and then Tang Baobao went to the Internet to find solutions to those messes, and his interest became more and more intense, and it is still the same until now.
In fact, Tang Baobao is not a sparring partner, but is helping his father improve his skills, so that his father can kill the Quartet outside and pretend to be aggressive.
Now the head of the Chess God Village has a good hand and the opponent has a bad hand. This is exactly the situation Tang Baobao likes, and it is cool to turn defeat into victory.
The uncle didn't play for a long time, because the current chess board is all under the control of the village chief, the title of chess god is not in vain.
Tang Baobao felt that the village chief's chess skills were at the same level as his father's, and he was already very good.
After all, Dad won the first place in chess in the community.
Tang Baobao dared to bet that anyone who played chess with his father deliberately lost.
"Baby, can you do it?" Mu Kexin asked in a low voice.
Tang Baobao said, "Mu Kexin, wash your little mouth well, and get ready to welcome me."
"Fuck you." Mu Kexin said shamefully and angrily, not forgetting to pinch her waist, the pain made Tang Baobao's eyebrows stand up.
At this time, the people watching the chess whispered, after all, they have reached this point, and they have to think of a way to break it.
Tang Baobao said in a low voice: "Why didn't this soldier cross the river? I heard that the soldier crossing the river is pretty darn good."
The people around talked about it after hearing it, some agreed and some disapproved.
And the uncle who played chess really picked up the pawns and crossed the river, and everyone exclaimed.
Sure enough, the village head of the Chess God changed his face slightly, and he was going to restrain the little soldiers crossing the river a little bit. However, it was because of this idea that the uncle's chess was saved, but the situation was still not optimistic.
Tang Baobao also heaved a sigh of relief. This game of chess is about psychology, and it requires all-round vision. Tang Baobao bet that this village head must be in a period of expansion and will not take it very seriously. Plus, the chances of winning are great, and he will take it lightly. .
If the little soldier crossed the river just now, if the village chief didn't care and continued to attack, he would really be dead.
If the troops are diverted, then there is still something to play.
Mu Kexin knew a little bit, but couldn't understand Tang Baobao's intentions, so she whispered, "It's useless if these soldiers cross the river."
"Fool, these soldiers are just trying to induce the village chief, and they are collectively called death squads."
Mu Kexin didn't know what to do.
Although I taught the uncle and soldiers to cross the river, the uncle doesn't seem to understand what I mean. If this continues, he will definitely be teased by Mu Kexin. This baby still misses Mu Kexin's super soft lips.
"Ma two enters four." Tang Baobao said lightly.
Mu Kexin was dumbfounded.
However, the chess god frowned slightly, the uncle seemed to sense the presence of a master, and followed Tang Baobao's instructions without even thinking about it.
"The back cannon flat six!"
Although it was just a simple two-move game, everyone found that the whole game was alive, and they looked at this young man from the city in disbelief, what a master!
The village chief's brows gradually frowned. He was still suppressing the other party just now, but he seemed to be suppressed by the other party in a blink of an eye!
"Pull out the heart with a knife!"
At this time, the well-prepared soldiers charged, making the village chief hard to guard against.
"Octagonal horse!" Tang Baobao uttered again.
The surrounding villagers exclaimed, Mu Kexin saw everyone's reaction, and knew that Tang Baobao was not joking.
How do you feel that Tang Baobao is super handsome now, like a general, giving orders.
"Fucking horse."
GG.
The villagers cheered, this is the real turn from defeat to victory, take the enemy's head within ten moves, high! It's really high!
At this time, the village head of the Chess God looked at the chessboard in disbelief, one wrong move, one wrong step!
And the uncle is now in the stage where his soul is out of his body, and he actually won the village chief. Although he was taught, he still won.
Tang Baobao turned to look at Mu Kexin who was in a daze: "Little girl, don't give me your sweet kiss yet."
"You lied to me!" Mu Kexin said coquettishly, full of coquetry.
"I'm lying to you, take advantage of me quickly, and be quick."
"You bastard said you can't!" Mu Kexin stomped her feet and ran away blushing.