Chapter 595

Banyue lakeside Business Hotel, bathroom.

Lin Xuan walked into the bathroom, urinated for a while, turned around, stood on the washing platform, went out of the tap, and bowed to wash his hands.

"Lin Xuan, do you really think that a mere trash can win my master?" Suddenly, a cold and proud voice came from behind him.

Reflected in the mirror on the washing table, Fangke is smiling triumphantly and shaking his mobile phone in his hand. It is a live video.

When Lin Xuan's eyes touched that side of the mobile phone screen, suddenly color change, blood boiling in the chest, anger burning.

Because the mobile phone picture in Fangke's hand is that Qin poetry is bound in all kinds of colors and his lips are sealed with adhesive tape. It looks like a dark room.

"You want to die!"

Lin Xuan clenched his fist, and his knuckle bones made a sound of "Bi Bo" stir fried soybeans. He pinched Fang Ke and pressed him on the wall of the washing table.

The fierce intention of killing, angry eyes, like an angry lion, fiercely pinched Fang Ke's neck.

Fangke was twisted and kicked by Lin Xuan, hanging on the wall, constantly kicking and struggling, patting Lin Xuan's hand.

"Lin Lin Xuan, if you want Qin Shi Shi to die, just do it... "

"Cough, cough..."

The scales are untouchable!

However, these damned odds and ends happened to touch linxuan's scale again and again.

Qin poetry is his scale!

When Qin poetry is harmed, Lin Xuan can no longer control his emotions. He pinches Fang Ke's neck and says, "listen, if there is a hair in poetry that is hurt, I'll let your family bury with you!"

He grabbed Fangke's hand, raised his hand and threw it. He directly smashed Fangke on the urinal and smashed a urinal. Fangke collapsed directly on the ground, convulsed for several times, struggling and unable to stand up.

Lin Xuan went straight out of the bathroom, confused, don't ask chess, you garbage, even with such a mean means, want to win me!

He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Luo Feng's phone.

"Luo Feng, it's me, Lin Xuan!" A phone call, Lin Xuan immediately said, "Qin poetry accident, you immediately send the brothers, to find me, probably an old cabin, or dock and so on."

At one end of the phone, Luo Feng was stupefied and stupefied. At last, he responded and said, "OK, I'll do it right away!"

"Lin Xuan, it's not good to listen to your tone. What happened? You Are you all right? " Originally wanted to hang up the phone, but, Luo Feng from the phone, Lin Xuan's tone of speech, some something is wrong, he is asked more.

Lin Xuan clenched his fist, but his mouth was calm: "I'm ok. I must find the poem as soon as possible. After finding it, contact me immediately!"

"Yes

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xuan's hand loosened his fist, slightly adjusted his mood and returned to the elegant room.

In such a large private room, there was no sound. However, many people leaned lazily on their chairs.

"You say, who will win this game, Mo Lao and the other way round?"

"It's hard to say that Mo Lao is definitely a master or a national player in chess. He is just a waste son-in-law. He has never heard of any glory in chess."

"It's hard to say who is the winner before the last moment."

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"Ha ha ha, you are so funny. He really went to the bathroom..."

As soon as they saw Lin Xuan return to the elegant room, they immediately straightened themselves up.

Lin Xuan didn't have a mind to play chess. He sat back to the side of the board with a solemn look and dull eyes. He didn't glare at him.

Mo asked Qi with a grim smile and said in a low voice, "how are you, young man? I warned you not to be too frivolous. Now, you know what I mean? "

Lin Xuan's eyes, cold as stars, cast a cold glance at Mo's chess. "Despicable, with such despicable and shameless means, you win, glory?"

"Joke! Who knows? Who cares? " Don't ask chess proud smile, "others only see, you a waste, chess lost to me, gray as a lost dog, pick up the tail and go away."

Lin Xuan clenched his fist tightly, clenched his steel teeth, and made a "crunching" sound, "beast, I'll kill you!"

"Don't be impulsive. If something happens to me, do you think that Qin poetry can live?" Don't ask chess with a sinister smile, "it's better to finish this game than to waste time here..."

Lin Xuan loosed his fist and dropped the pieces in a disorderly way. Without any effort, he launched a counterattack against him. Every time he fell, Lin Xuan was a game, but he was defeated by Mo Wen.

Suddenly the situation to Lin Xuan turned into a disadvantage, Lin Li frowned, fidgety, he a pair of deep eyes, staring at Lin Xuan, secretly guess, what situation? A steady game of winning chess, how come to the critical moment, was not asked chess reversal?The situation on the chess face turns abruptly, all people naturally will not care about Lin Xuan's facial expression change, starts clapping.

"Mo Laozhen is really a master in the field of chess. At such a disadvantage, he is able to turn the tide and turn the world around. It's really eye opening."

"Yes, according to me, it's obviously the waste son-in-law. He's not as good at skills. How can he play chess with Mr. Mo?"

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful. I've never seen such a wonderful game. Mo Laozhen is really called ginger or old spicy!"

"Look, that garbage door son-in-law, face dry, such a good row of noodles, still lost to mo old!"

"In the end, it's impossible for a high-level chess player to be at a disadvantage."

Lin Xuan was supposed to win the game, but it ended in a fiasco. When Mo Wen lost the last piece and won the game, the huge elegant room immediately burst into an uproar.

"Pa pa pa pa..."

There was a burst of thunderous applause, congratulating Mo Wen Qi one after another, as if he had won the world champion.

And Lin Xuan quickly stood up, sharp as a sword's eyes, mercilessly glared at Mo asked chess, quickly turned around, left.

"Waste, skills are not as good as people, get out of here!"

"Garbage is rubbish. You still want to play chess with mo. if you lose, it's reasonable. Don't look unconvinced!"

"You should feel honored to get Mo Lao's advice, go back to have a good reflection and have a good time ~"

"ha ha ha ha, you'd better go home and eat your wife's soft rice. Soft rice is quite delicious. Just like you, you dare to clamor about Mo Lao. You're just beyond your means, and you're just a disgrace..."

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