Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 282 If nothing happens, something will happen soon!

Hearing Zhao Cheng's voice on the mobile phone, the chess stall uncle decisively took out his mobile phone and started tinkering on it silently.

Every time the photographer takes a step, the chess stall uncle pauses for a moment.

After tinkering with the phone for a while, I started to take the next step.

As the two people played chess for longer and longer, a lot of tourists were attracted around them.

Many men who knew chess crossed their arms and looked at the chess game in front of them with wonder on their faces.

"Hiss! This endgame can actually last so long!"

"That's right! The guy on the other side is really good at hitting, and he even plays blind chess!"

"Yes, you are really young and promising!"

"Even a chess master might not be able to play for that long, right?"

"..."

The chess stall owner looked at the growing number of tourists gathering around him and silently put away his cell phone.

At this time, Lu Chen and the photographer were also standing among the tourists.

The photographer looked at Photographer No. 23 in front of the chess stall and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Brother, I didn't expect Zhao Cheng to be so good at chess. He's almost catching up with you!"

Lu Chen frowned, glanced at the chess game in front of him and the mobile phone in front of Photographer No. 23, and immediately gave him a shock.

"Stupid! This Zhao Cheng must be hiding in some corner and playing with the uncle at the chess booth using AI!"

After the photographer heard this, he couldn't help but look at Lu Chen.

"Ah? Wouldn't it be very tragic if he was discovered?"

Lu Chen looked at the chess game in front of him, a hint of bitterness suddenly appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"This...should have been discovered."

Generally, the endgame only lasts for about ten minutes at most. Now they have been watching this game for more than ten minutes from the beginning. This is obviously beyond the scope of human beings. Moreover, both sides play one attack and one defense. It is watertight and very interesting. ai's style.

When the photographer heard this, he became even more panicked.

"Then what should we do? Zhao Cheng will be fine if things continue like this, right?"

He had already seen many strong men with dragons and phoenixes tattooed on their arms, surrounding the chess stall, as if they were helpers called by the chess stall owner.

If Zhao Cheng and the others were really discovered, the consequences would definitely be horrific and tragic.

Lu Chen also looked at the big men surrounding him not far away and scratched his head: "Well, if nothing else happens, something will happen..."

The owner of the chess stall put his cell phone into his pocket, raised his head and looked at the photographer in front of him and said: "Well, boy, haven't you guys finished playing yet? We've been playing for more than half an hour!"

Before the photographer could speak, Zhao Cheng's voice came from the mobile phone.

"You don't care how long I hold you, no matter how long I hold you, I'm going to lose. You don't want to not pay me, do you?"

Listening to Zhao Cheng's arrogant voice, the chess stall owner suddenly frowned and his face immediately darkened.

But it only lasted a few seconds. The owner of the chess stall suddenly relaxed his brows and smiled at the photographer in front of him and Zhao Cheng on the other end of the phone:

"I haven't lost this game yet! But now I'm starting to feel a little sick in my stomach. How about I find someone to come over, and I'll let him speak to me, and we can play blind chess together. I can't let you suffer, right?"

The chess stall owner casually glanced around and selected a young man standing around.

"That guy, smash it! I'll give you a hundred, and you can go up against me for a while!"

Among the crowd, Lu Chen pointed at himself in disbelief.

"I?"

"Yes! It's you!"

With that said, the chess stall owner put a hundred yuan into Lu Chen's hand, and then handed his mobile phone to Lu Chen.

"I'll tell you later. Just put it down when the time comes!"

As he spoke, the chess stall owner ran towards the toilet with a few tattooed men.

The photographer opposite looked at Lu Chen, who was pushed to his seat by the chess stall owner, with a confused look on his face.

"Brother Lu Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Chen glanced at the chess game in front of him and shook his head helplessly.    "If I were not here, you might not be able to go back today!"

The photographer is still pretending to be confused.

"Can't you go back? Brother Lu, why can't I understand what you are saying?"

Lu Chen did not continue to answer, but shook his head and silently played with the chess pieces in front of him.

now.

In a public toilet not far away, Zhao Cheng squatted on the toilet, looking at the chess game on his mobile phone in front of him, his brows suddenly furrowed. He was almost winning, and the other side's chess pieces were almost eaten by him.

But since just now, there has been no sound from the photographer.

This made him feel a little flustered.

"Hey! Xiao Zhao, what's going on over there? Why hasn't it started yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chen made the move before the boss of the chess stall could say anything.

The photographer in front of him looked at Lu Chen and was about to ask.

As a result, the voice of the chess stall owner was immediately heard on the phone.

"Horse five into six!"

Lu Chen actually predicted the moves of the chess stall boss? ? ?

This scene made the photographer's eyes widen.

However, he still suppressed the shock in his heart and told Zhao Cheng about Lu Chen's move.

"Brother, the horse opposite me advances from five to six!"

"Let's ride horses too! Horses go from eight to nine!"

At this time, the door of the public toilet was slowly pushed open.

The chess stall owner led a kind of tattooed man and tiptoed into the public toilet.

As soon as he entered the public toilet, he heard Zhao Cheng's voice.

"The car goes from five to ten!"

At the chess stall, photographer No. 23 listened to Zhao Cheng's command and kept playing with the chess pieces.

From the mobile phone left by the chess stall uncle to Lu Chen, no sound came from it before.

The photographer couldn't help but feel worried and looked at Lu Chen sitting opposite.

"Brother, why don't you play so randomly? The uncle at the chess stall didn't even give any orders!"

He didn't care about Lu Chen's chaotic play. What he cared about was that if the uncle at the chess stall used this excuse to refuse to give them money, then they would have spent more than half an hour here in vain.

Facing the photographer's question, Lu Chen waved his hand indifferently.

"It's okay, Zhao Cheng probably won't be able to issue any orders later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the chess stall uncle came from Zhao Cheng's cell phone.

"Okay! I know damn well that you are hiding in the toilet and playing chess with me on your mobile phone!"

"Do you really think I haven't read the novel? This joke is so bad, how dare you set up a chess stall to cheat money!"

"Someone come here! Beat me up!"

"Don't let go of that accomplice either!"

As soon as the uncle at the chess stall finished speaking, several burly men emerged from the crowd and surrounded the photographer opposite Lu Chen.

The photographer looked at the burly men in front of him, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Lu Chen for help.

"Brother, save me..."

Lu Chen put his hands behind his back and sighed helplessly.

"I really don't know who you learned this from. You can think of all these unscrupulous ways to defraud money..."

Photographer: "Brother, is it possible that Brother Zhao learned from you..."

(End of this chapter)