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Chapter Nineteen (Part 1): Seeing the Dagger

Tiekou Zhou had already felt a layer of sweat on his body. At this time, he seemed to be facing not only the pressure given by his opponent. Although the audience around him did not show their emotions, they felt that it was an ominous meaning no matter how they looked at him. Tiekou Zhou took a deep breath without any notice, and glanced at the opponent who was already calm on the other side - Wang Sanfan seemed to feel his gaze, opened his eyelids, glanced at him slightly, and looked at the chessboard in front of him.

Tiekou Zhou's thoughts were numb at this time, and even the forehead began to wet. The masked man watching the battle next to him suddenly made a sound - but the sound behind the mask was stirring, making a buzzing sound. If Tiekou Zhou hadn't been extremely nervous at this time, he wouldn't have heard clearly: "The commander of the three armies, the ambition of every man..."

Although the voice was small, it was undoubtedly deafening when I heard Tiekou Zhou's ears. Tiekou Zhou's confused pupils gradually gathered, straightened their bodies, and looked at the opponent again. Although the opponent did not respond, he raised his head and glanced at the bronze mask. Tiekou Zhou, who had been experiencing human affairs, caught a wisp of appreciation from it...

Tiekou Zhou, who had regained his fighting spirit, carefully checked the enemy and us, and was surprised to find that he was still in an advantageous position. He couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the slightest sweat from his forehead and calmed his mind. Although he felt a little relieved, he still felt that the roles of the two were still the prey that was stared closely by the hunter.

Unlike the two of them who made a move like a flying move, Tiekou Zhou became cautious and tested the other party's strength. Sanfan was still calm, as if everything was under control.

The bronze mask looked at the chess game coldly, thought about it carefully for a long time, glanced at Sanfan with a calm expression, and said in his heart: "Hmph! It's mysterious!"

The two of them responded several times, but they all faced the ordinary way of maintaining the truth. Tiekou Zhou became suspicious: "If you keep going like this, what other tricks do you have to turn the world?" Although he thought so, another voice in his heart urged him to fight out. He forced himself to suppress himself, honestly and steadily, and said to himself: "Although you are a little old-fashioned, you are a mouse to catch a turtle and see how you start!"

Sanfan, who was silent, smiled quietly, picked up two fingers, and threw a piece from the ruins of the battlefield next to the lonely one. Tiekou Zhou and the people watching the game were surprised - why is this person's chess style so inexplicable? He just narrowed the distance with the other party, and if he fought again, he might turn defeat into victory. Why did he think of "save" the lonely chess again?

But they didn't know that Sanfan was smiling in his heart at this moment: "Let you see how I 'save the soldier Ryan'!"

Although Tiekou Zhou was strange in his heart, his subordinates did not dare to neglect him - if this piece of solitaire survived the strong momentum around him, it would be really ridiculous - although the one who was not so liberated had avoided his n "encirclement and suppression", he would never want it to "lucky" to avoid n+1 again. Tiekou Zhou always felt that keeping this piece in his heart would cause him a big trouble. Thinking about this, as long as anyone with eyes would see that the solitaire was surrounded by him, it was very difficult to be born in the dragon. After thinking hard, Tiekou Zhou finally decided to ignore the other party's "small moves" and began to decide to compete for space in other places.

Sanfan saw the other party Yingzi slowly smiled on his face.

The two robbed - Tizi - robbed - Tizi... After repeated cycles, Sanfan's smile became stronger and stronger. Under the other party's "indulgence", the solitary son actually came alive and had a position of life. Tiekou Zhou also fought for a lot of real space outside at this time, but seeing that this solitary chess wanted to become a climate, instead of being anxious and uprooted it with his own nature, he could stand invincible.

Thinking of this, Tiekou Zhou no longer hesitated, but he still played steadily, using his own strong momentum around this piece of chess to slowly squeeze the opponent's space for rushing. Although the chess is slow, it is not unstable.

Sanfan nodded secretly. The tactics were correct, but the chessboard was the battlefield. However, from Tiekou Zhou Yingzi, this game of chess is no longer in the control of the opponent, because the name of this game of chess is called "Toping Stone Game", which is originally a conversation between masters of chess. There can be twenty-four changes according to the opponent's different chess players. However, the shape of chess formed by Yingzi in Tiekou Zhou is a change that makes Yingzi laugh and cry - the iron rope Hengjiang... The final outcome of this change can only be the sadness of Yingzi's people...

Sanfan took a breath and stared at the chessboard - although in the eyes of others, this was just an ordinary game of chess, in his eyes, what he saw was definitely not the present, but the endless changes in the future, and there must be no mistakes. Just like roaring under the snowy mountain, an avalanche is coming, and if he has made a mistake in calculations and has not had time to escape, then the one who was defeated is himself, the initiator.

In the eyes of the people around him, Sanfan's whole body was tense at this time, but it was like a tiger fighting against a rabbit. The three of the whole body were integrated. Seeing this, Tiekou Zhou calmed down: "Oh? Can you see the picture of the dagger?"

The situation on both sides next surprised Tiekou Zhou and the spectators. Sanfan looked as if he was ashamed of someone, his murderous aura was revealed, but his chess pieces were extremely elegant. Tiekou Zhou finally felt the huge pressure on him by this game, although he did not know that these elegant tendons meant that the death knell was sounded for the enemy - a commander standing in the center of the music scene coordinated the entire chess game... Of course, the enemy also included.

Tiekou Zhou's time of consideration at this time has become a veritable garbage time. No matter how he thinks, he will finally find that there are surprisingly few choices in front of him. The single choice questions he did only need to check the only option after the only option, that's all. For a veteran who has been immersed in chess for many years, this situation can be said to be terrible, and it's not the case.

The chessboard is the battlefield. There was an undetectable sigh behind the bronze mask. Even if he had a high opinion of himself, facing the situation at this time, he was just trapped and fought. "This person... is really terrible..." A thought in his heart quietly passed by, but after all, his mind was firm, and this thought quickly fell into his heart. However, he kept his heart at the other party who was originally just a dull relationship with the boss.

Sanfan was immersed in this wonderful feeling of chess pieces in his hand. He was like a band conductor. The wonderful melody that these black and white chess pieces wanted to play could only wander according to their own gestures...

The battle is approaching the end, and Tiekou Zhou's heart is getting bitter and heavier: the small number of people in the middle abdomen, who are the major troubles of his heart, have not become the opponent's trump card... When he turned around and planned to deal with them, Tu was in front of him, but the opponent's dagger stabbed behind him, and he cooperated to turn around, exposing his back heart to the opponent...
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