Chapter 945 Improper Fan Shengmei and Fudimo 8

  Chapter 945 Improper Fan Shengmei and Fudi Demon 8

  Qin Jianxi stood in front of the chessboard booth and asked, "How do you do this?"

  The old man was about to fall asleep, but was suddenly awakened by this voice. When he looked up, he found that standing in front of him was a very beautiful little girl.

   "This chess board costs a hundred yuan a game. If you win, you will get 10,000 yuan. If you lose, your hundred yuan will be gone. Girl, this is not for you to play. Go home quickly."

   Close your eyes after speaking.

  Qin Jianxi raised her eyebrows when she heard that the winner would get 10,000 yuan. How could there be such a good thing?

  Dang even took a hundred yuan from his pocket, squatted down, and put the money on the chessboard. "I come."

The old man's half-closed eyes reopened, his eyes fell on the one hundred bills first, and then he raised his eyes to look at the little girl in front of him, "Girl, why don't you go buy some food for this hundred dollars? Don't waste it here gone."

  He doesn't cheat kids out of money.

  Qin Jianxi looked at him calmly, "I won, can I cash out the 10,000 yuan? Will I play tricks?"

  The old man laughed angrily at her arrogant tone.

"Hey, you're not very old, and your tone is not small! Since you can do it for you, then you can go, don't worry, my stall is innocent, and no one wants to play tricks. Just don't cry when the time comes. I won't pay back the hundred dollars."

   "That's good." Qin Jianxi didn't talk nonsense, looking at the chessboard that was set up, she went straight to work.

  As soon as the expert made a move, he knew whether it was there. She only moved a piece, and the old man's eyes changed.

  After a lot of fighting, Qin Jianxi ate the last soldier of the old man, leaving only the solitary general, who was attacked from three sides, and would die wherever he moved.

  So I had no choice but to admit defeat, "Little girl, you are really good. I have played half of the chess game, and no one has ever moved me."

   After posing for so long, I haven't won a single move, let alone let him hit the ring directly.

   "Money." Qin Jianxi's purpose is so simple and clear.

  The old man laughed a little, "Okay, do you have a mobile phone? Scan it for you."

  Qin Jianxi now only has the money donated by his neighbors yesterday evening. Where is there any mobile phone, the original owner did not have it.

   "Don't you have cash?"

   The old man choked for a moment, and immediately stared, "Who said there is no such thing? I was afraid that it would be inconvenient for you to take cash."

   "There's no need to worry about that." Even if this body is still weak, if you want to take money from her, it's just a dream.

  The old man found that the little girl's words were quite annoying.

  He immediately took out a wad of money from his breast bag, "Here. Take it."

  Qin Jianxi took it and lit it face to face...

  When the old man saw this scene, he really didn't know what mood he should be at this time, "Don't worry, there will be no missing one."

  Qin Jianxi's hands kept moving, but it didn't hinder her from speaking, "It's better to count the money in person. If you give me an extra one, I don't want it."

  Old man: …

  Which family raised the girl?

  Qin Jianxi's speed at counting banknotes is incredible, almost catching up with the bank's professional counter lady.

   "Exactly."

  As soon as the money was received, he was ready to get up and leave.

   Seeing that she was leaving, the old man quickly stopped her, "Wait a minute, do you want to play another game?"

  He is not short of money, but staying at home is boring, and he likes to sit here and enjoy the scenery of people coming and going. Of course, playing chess is also his great hobby, so he wants to find an opponent to live off his addiction.

  (end of this chapter)

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