Before the tragic words were uttered, I only heard the lazy and pleasant magnetic voice of Admire Fan: "chechmate!!"

As soon as everyone heard it, their eyes quickly shot to the chessboard.

In chess, one side is "checkmate" by another side, usually called: checkmate!

And "checkmate" means: the opponent's chess piece is about to eat one's "king" in the next step, but one cannot remove the opponent's threat and find another way out.

When "checkmate" appears, it means that the outcome has been divided.

Yang Mulin stared at his chess pieces, his brain was running fast.

Indeed: No matter how you take this step, whether you move the chess pieces to attack the "king" who admires Fan, or eat the chess pieces that attack Mifan who attacks you, or move your "king" away to escape, the next step is to admire Fan The pawns must eat their own "king".

This game of chess, he lost.

Yang Mulin felt unwilling, and with four moves, he killed himself, leaving no room for struggle, and spread the word that he is a dignified auxiliary general, how can he behave.

He twisted his face and gritted his teeth angrily: "Bastard, didn't you say that you haven't played chess before?! Are you bullying me?!"

With such a superb skill, it may not be possible to reach this level after decades of dedicated study. How dare you say you have never played it? !

Who are you kidding?

Admiral Fan sneered slightly, got up and put on his slippers, and walked out: "I've never done it before. This kind of pediatric stuff can be thoroughly understood with just a few glances. It doesn't take brain cells at all. It's just you guys. A group of idiots, they still treat it as a kind of intellectual game, fighting back and forth, playing it indescribably, heh, this time..."

Hearing this, Yang Mulin and Wei Zhehan felt black lines all over their heads...

You idiots...

you guys...

idiot……

goods……

When he was about to walk to the door, his lazy voice rang out: "Remember to prepare the paperwork. I'll send someone to pick it up at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. In addition, hurry up and send people away. The air is polluted and the smell is unbearable. .”

Yang Mulin was so angry that his fists rattled.

He stared at his grandson with hatred, and just when he admired Fan and was about to return in triumph, he suddenly suppressed his anger, raised his eyebrows, pretended to be stupid, and asked indifferently: "What document?! I promised you, give Are you a clerk?! Also, Zhe Han, I invited you to Muyuan as a guest. If you say you want to blow him away, you will blow him away?! Who do you think you are?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone had different expressions.

Mu Wanqing: Her eyes widened in astonishment, her jaw almost fell to the ground.

Wei Zhehan: Between the brows, there is a faint smile, full of viciousness.

And admire Fan: the whole handsome face was darkened to an extreme in an instant.

He stared at Mu Lin angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, you backtracked and didn't want to admit it?!"

Yang Mulin snorted coldly: "Why did I go back on my word and deny it?! Did I promise you anything?! Is there any evidence, physical evidence?!"

"You..." Yang Mufan was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his cold eyes shot at the two people standing beside him.

Wei Zhehan, with an evil smirk on the corner of his mouth all the time, said leisurely: "Look at what I am doing?! I didn't hear anything."

Mu Wanqing, on the other hand, was really at a loss, she turned her head and asked, "Han, what did Grandpa and Mu Fan agree to?!"

Seeing this, Yang Mufan's entire handsome face twitched fiercely, and after a while, he spat out two words viciously: "Despicable."

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