Shenhao started as a rent collector

Chapter 309
Ma Yao's mentality collapsed!

I am the master of chess No.1 Nie Jianfeng.

Lost more than ten rounds in a row to a young man?

Especially in the last game, I played supernaturally, but I lost within 1 minute.

Who would believe this?

Ran goose-

Facts are facts!

Undeniable!

I saw Zhang Mu laying out the chess slowly, "Master, do you want to continue?"

Of course we must continue!
Today's face must be recovered!

Ma Yao sat down again with a dark face.

"Wait a minute, old horse, it's already fifteen rounds, why don't you give the money for the fifteen rounds to the young man first."

At this time, the fortune teller next to him made up his mind.

Hearing this, Ma Yao's expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit.

The chest rose and fell violently, like an old-fashioned bellows.

Although he is not short of money, his pension is always high.

But it was still very painful to take out [-] at once.

"I said, old horse, you don't want to renege on your debt, do you? There are so many people watching."

For a long time, I didn't see Ma Yao intending to pay.

The fortune-teller immediately refused to agree and began to stir up the atmosphere.

Ma Yao; "?????"

"Who said I want to renege on my debt?"

"If you don't want to default, give the money quickly."

As for being so happy?

The fortune-teller smiled so much that he showed his eight big yellow teeth, as if he was the one who won the money, not Zhang Mu.

In the end, under the crazy urging of the fortune teller.

Ma Yao transferred [-] to Zhang Mu in great pain.

With the transfer of the [-], the balance on his mobile phone was only in single digits.

Little old man, want to cry but have no tears!
How can I explain to the old woman at home this time?

The washboard is definitely indispensable.

Maybe there will be durians waiting for you~
but--

In just a few decades of life, how many chances do you have to meet a chess master like Zhang Mu?
I'm afraid it's only one time!

Ma Yao, who was crazy about chess, slapped himself immediately.

Isn't it just a washboard, isn't it just a durian?
As long as you compete with the masters, you can learn something.

There is no problem in asking him to go to the Mountain of Swords.

In short, it is all out.

"Old Huang, if you have money, lend me tens of thousands first, and I will pay you back in the afternoon."

Seeing that Ma Yao slapped himself without warning, the fortune-teller was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Yao took care of the fortune-teller to borrow money.

How could the uncle agree.

"I said, old horse, you are not in the right state now, don't get off now."

"What's wrong with my state, it's okay." Ma Yao denied.

Fortune teller; "..."

You fucking slapped yourself.

Are you in good condition?

Stop pretending!
"Okay, really don't go down."

"Besides, I don't have any money with me. I haven't opened for several days."

The fortune teller took out his trouser pocket, it was indeed cleaner than his face.

The corner of Ma Yao's mouth twitched, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Master, if you still want to play, let's go ahead, it doesn't matter if it's money or not."

At this time, Zhang Mu said with a smile.

Indeed, money does not matter.

The key point is [Pillion of Longevity and Longevity].

Including those two endgames, the current progress is 17, and there are still 33 rounds left before he can get a elixir reward.

When Ma Yao heard this, he said no!

He was also stubborn.

"Win a game, 1000 yuan, this is the rule I set."

"If the rules are broken, how can I set up a stall here in the future."

"Well, I will set up a stall here in the afternoon. If you have time, come over and let's continue."

"I bring enough money, it doesn't matter how many rounds I kill."

"Yes!" Zhang Mu hardly hesitated.

To be honest, he is more eager than Ma Yao to continue the chess game.

After all, it is not easy to find a master with a chess ability above level 90.

It's not easy to meet one, don't squeeze the wool hard!

"Okay, then it's settled, we'll see you this afternoon."

"it is good!"

Ma Yao closed the stall and left. He secretly hid a lot of private money in the early years, and now it finally came in handy.

"I said, old horse, are you really coming to set up a stall this afternoon?"

The fortune-teller came after him from behind.

"Well, didn't you talk to the young man?"

The fortune-teller opened his mouth, "Don't think my words are ugly, do you really want to send money to the young man?"

Ma Yao; "?????"

His face turned black again!

To be honest, these words hurt people a lot!
but--

"Oh, Lao Huang, you don't understand."

"Let me tell you the truth, that kid's chess skills are the scariest I've ever seen, none of them."

"More terrifying than your apprentice Nie Jianfeng?"

Ma Yao hesitated for a few seconds, "Nie Jianfeng two years ago is definitely not his opponent, but Nie Jianfeng is also a monster. He has been improving every year. I don't know what level he has reached now."

"That is to say, the outcome is unpredictable."

"That's almost what it means~"

"No, I asked you if you still want to send money, why are you telling me this?"

"What are you in a hurry for? Didn't I just want to indirectly show that the young man's chess skills are against the sky? At his level, if he is practicing outside, he can start at least [-] in a game."

"And when I play chess with him, it's only a game, one thousand!"

"Hehe, do you think I will come this afternoon?"

Fortune teller: "..."

"I think you're a little dazed."

"You don't understand, I've been good at this since I was a child..."

nagging~
Eight hundred words of truth!
Hearing this, the fortune-teller was almost autistic, and wanted to persuade the old man not to send money, but who would have thought that he would give it willingly, and even couldn't wait, for fear that Zhang Mu would run away.

"Okay, since you're still coming in the afternoon, I'll come too."

"Come on for me?"

"Think too much, I'll watch you lose money, and then laugh at you."

"..."

Ma Yao really wanted to blow the fortune-teller's head off with a chessboard.

Seeing the opportunity, the uncle immediately flung his legs and ran away.

Ma Yao chased after a few steps.The phone in my pocket rang.

Caller ID: Nie Jianfeng!

Damn it, my good apprentice called me.

Ma Yao immediately took a deep breath, calmed down before connecting:
"Hey, Jianfeng, aren't you going abroad to compete? Why do you have time to call me?"

"Master, the game is over, I have already returned to Yanjing Airport."

"Ah? The competition is over, what place is it?"

"It must be number one." Nie Jianfeng seemed to be numb, so he changed the subject, "Master, the national team has been given a few days off this time when I return to China. I thought I hadn't seen you and your wife for a long time, so I made a temporary decision. I’ve bought a plane ticket, and I’ll be there around one o’clock in the afternoon.”

"Ah???" Ma Yao was startled.

"Jianfeng, you mean, you, you, you want to come to Mincheng?"

"Yes, it will be there after one o'clock." Nie Jianfeng responded with a smile, and also said:
"At that time, our master and apprentice will play a few rounds well."

"These years, you have lived in seclusion in Mincheng, and you have no rivals. You must be very lonely, right?"

Mayao's mouth twitched.

No opponent?
Kneel seventeen innings to find out.

Lonely dick!

But then again, since Nie Jianfeng is coming.

Let him and the lad—

How about high and low?

(End of this chapter)