The black muzzle hit Long Xiaoqi's forehead, making Long Xiaoqi cry or laugh, he didn't know where he was right.

"Is playing chess for eating pieces?" Lao Budhi shouted, holding his pistol and blowing his beard, "How do you play chess for winning? You will definitely win if you eat so many pieces? The only goal of the entire chessboard is the opponent's will. Every step you take is for layout. What's the use of eating so many pieces?"

"I……"

Long Xiaoqi, whose injuries have healed a lot, doesn't know what to say. For more than a month, his chess power has improved rapidly every day without interrupting his life. He just ate two horses in a row, but unfortunately... he still lost.

"Bang!"

Lao Budhi shot Long Xiaoqi in the thigh.

The bullet penetrated his thighs and the flesh was coming out, and blood splashed on the stone bench.

"ah!--"

Long Xiaoqi let out a miserable scream, reached out to hold the gunshot wound on his thigh, quickly pulled the fabric of his pants, took out the ointment and applied it.

He was convinced that he was old and died. He had been shot three times in more than a month.

He dares to swear that the old man, the old man, is definitely a psychopath. Maybe one day he is unhappy and he will be shot by him.

However, the old man's ointment is very useful and stops bleeding quickly. In such a humid environment, the wound will not be infected.

"Continue!" Lao Budhi put away his gun and glared: "If you don't change your chess path, I will interrupt your hand!"

"Yes, yes, yes...change, it must be changed!"

Long Xiaoqi admitted his defeat, not because he could not beat Lao Buddy, but in fact his injuries have healed a lot. It is like playing to kill Lao Buddy.

But he dared not!

Obviously, if Lao Budhi dies, this place will not be a forbidden area.

By then, so many people outside who want to kill him would rush to kill him.

Although Long Xiaoqi is very confident, he is not arrogant to a certain extent.

He didn't know what the entire structure of Forgotten Island looks like; he just heard how powerful the people here were.

In short, everything is for living humbly. Under the greatness of life, he chose to admit defeat.

Anyway, if you admit defeat, you won’t lose your flesh. At most, you will be shot and injured by a flesh.

"Yes, that's right, you have to make arrangements." Lao Budhi said to him while playing chess with Long Xiaoqi: "I haven't told you how to play chess for more than a month, just to let you think about it yourself."

"Yes, yes, what the old immortal grandfather said!" Long Xiaoqi nodded quickly.

Now Lao Buddy is the boss. He admits it, and he will do whatever he says.

"Why is there a Chu River and Han Realm? Do you think this is thrown up casually? Why is it not called the Yangtze River and Yellow River?" Lao Budhi stroked his dirty beard and said slowly: "This chessboard is also a world, your black piece is a country, and my red piece is also a country. You should know why Xiang Yu died in the end?"

This is meaningful. Long Xiaoqi nodded, his face became serious, staring at Chu He and Hanjie on the chessboard.

"Why do you want to ask you, why will Xiang Yu die in the end?" Lao Budhi looked impatient.

"Because... he committed suicide!" Long Xiaoqi looked at Lao Budhi and said, "In the end, he could escape, but the problem was that this guy refused to escape, so he was killed in the end. If he was willing to escape, he would never kill him with his back. The most regrettable thing was his horse, called... Sweat-blooded BMW, yes, Sweat-blooded BMW. It was definitely a loyal horse. Seeing Xiang Yu commit suicide, he also committed suicide. What a pity, what a sweat-blooded BMW!"

Hearing this, Lao Budhi took out his gun again, and his beard trembled with anger against Long Xiaoqi's forehead.

"Xiang Yu's horse is not a sweat-blooded BMW. His horse is called Wuzhi. Do you understand? His horse is called Wuzhi! That scene is called Wuzhi. Don't overlord, do you understand?"

"Grandpa Immortal, what are you doing..." Long Xiaoqi said with a sad face: "No matter whether it is a sweaty and bloody BMW or a black horse... Wait, Xiang Yu's horse is really a black horse? Isn't it a red rabbit? I remember when I was a child, I heard the book of big drums, which said that Xiang Yu had a BMW, and its name was Red rabbit!"

"Bang!"

The gunshots sounded again, and they punched Long Xiaoqi's other thigh.

"Ah!——I was wrong, I was wrong, Xiang Yu's horse is the black horse, and Liu Bei's horse is the red rabbit!"

"Idiot! The Red Rabbit is Cao Cao's... No, Cao Cao's horse is called Wu Zhi... Bah! Xiang Yu's horse is Wu Zhi. The Red Rabbit is first from Dong Zhuo, and then gave it to Lu Bu, and later became Cao Cao's, and finally gave it to Guan Yunchang..."

"Yes, yes, that's it, that's it!"

Long Xiaoqi, who was so painful that his face was thrusting, nodding repeatedly, and tears were almost flowing out.

He dared to swear that he hadn't done anything at all, and he was so old that he shot two shots.

Mom, my buddy is not cast by steel bars, her whole body is full of flesh and blood. You always shoot me...

"Wait a minute, I'm asking you why Xiang Yu died. You haven't answered me yet." Lao Budhi stared at Long Xiaoqi.

"He... committed suicide, so he died. Didn't I answer?" Long Xiaoqi replied in enduring the pain.

"I asked why he died?!"

"I answered, he killed himself!"

Long Xiaoqi was almost crazy, and he couldn't communicate with Lao Budhi at all.

It’s said that Xiang Yu committed suicide, and you asked him how he died? What are you doing? Is he confused?

Unfortunately, I only dare to say these words in my heart, and I will never dare to say them with my mouth.

"The situation, the situation, I asked you to tell me about the situation, not to tell you how Xiang Yu died." Lao Budhi suppressed his anger.

He thought that Long Xiaoqi was sick and could not understand such simple things?

"Oh, I understand. I asked me to tell you why Xiang Yu was defeated, right?" Long Xiaoqi suddenly realized.

"Yes, tell me." Lao Budhi put away his gun.

"He is funny!" Long Xiaoqi said with two eyes: "I should have killed Liu Bei at the Hongmen Banquet, but he was too kind and ruthless. He was all over the king. If it were a woman, he could be soft-hearted, but why should he be soft-hearted to Liu Bei? His country was like a picture, but he was lost like this."

"Yes, this is one point. At the Hongmen Banquet, if Xiang Yu could be more cruel and kill Liu Bei, he could eliminate the consequences... Liu Bei? It's Liu Bang, you illiterate!!!"

Lao Budhi was really confused by the anger. When the Chu-Han was fighting, it was Liu Bang, not Liu Bei.

"I'm going to break you!" Lao Budhi took out his pistol again.

"Plop!"

Long Xiaoqi lay heavily on the ground, his face against the ground, and his hands folded.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, I'm really wrong... I'm illiterate, I promise to play chess and study hard... But I really don't understand what happened at that time. Grandpa Immortal, even if you break up, I have to tell me the difference between Liu Bang and Liu Bei? Are they father and son or cousins?"

Lao Budhi's eyes rolled and he almost fainted.

He has seen countless people in his life, but he has never seen a bastard like Long Xiaoqi!

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Chapter completed!