The headmaster calculated carefully and frowned.
"I can't even predict whether his trip will be good or bad..."
"I'm afraid this trip will not be easy!"
He then sent another disciple to follow him throughout the process to ensure that nothing went wrong.
…
"Mr. Zhang...I won again this time!"
At the pavilion.
Mr. Zhang is playing chess with the children.
This is the strongest chess player in the neighborhood, and Qin Mo came here because of his admiration for him.
Qin Mo had nothing to do today, so he could wander around and come here. However, Mr. Zhang lost in a few moves.
"Why not, let me do it!"
Qin Mo said.
"Do you know my chess skills... Mr. Zhang was also very proud of it before, and he has won many awards! Have you won any awards?"
The child asked doubtfully.
"Not really. I'm just a chess enthusiast... but I think I can beat you easily!"
Qin Mo replied.
"How shameless! I'll let you play a round."
The child is very confident.
Five minutes later.
He fell into distress and then decisively admitted defeat.
"I thought you would continue!"
Qin Mo said regretfully.
After Mr. Jiang died, Qin Mo could no longer find anyone to play chess with.
This is a very regrettable thing.
"Here's the money for you..."
Just as Qin Mo was about to leave, the child handed him a stack of money.
"What's the meaning?"
Qin Mo asked in confusion.
"We play chess for money...you won, so all my money today is yours!"
The child explained.
"No. I don't need the money!"
Qin Mo shook his head and rejected his request.
"But you won..."
The child said seriously.
"Yes, this has always been our rule. But I agreed on a price with him!"
Mr. Zhang also said.
Explained the situation.
"In that case, I won't be polite!"
Qin Mo accepted the money.
But it was obvious that the child's eyes were full of loss.
After Mr. Zhang left.
Qin Mo continued playing chess with the child.
When they were halfway down.
A group of people surrounded them.
"Little one. Where's the money today?"
The scar-faced leader spoke rudely to the child.
"My name is not Xiaobutian, my name is Ji Miao!"
The child said unconvinced.
"If you can't pay today... don't blame us for being rude. If you want to blame someone, blame your father for owing a large sum of money..."
Scarface sneered.
"snort!"
Ji Miao was a little unconvinced, but there was nothing he could do.
It is true that his father owes a large sum of money.
"I lost this round, I'll give you my money back!"
Qin Mo handed Ji Miao the money and said.
"I still lose this chess game... I can't take your money!"
Ji Miao shook his head.
He could see that Qin Mo gave him the money out of kindness.
But he didn't win.
This is his principle.
“Give me the money!”
Scarface became impatient and came over to get the money.
But it was a complete failure.
"I'm giving him the money, not you!"
Qin Mo said in a deep voice.
"I don't care! This money will come into my hands sooner or later anyway..."
Scarface was very disdainful.
"Besides, because their family owes too much money, we have already sent people to their house..."
"Mother……"
Ji Miao thought of his mother at home and began to worry.
"Boy, it's probably too late now! If you want to blame someone, blame your father!"
Scarface gave Ji Miao a cold look.
Then he slapped him.
He couldn't stand this kind of crying the most.
It's really an eyesore!
But before his palm reached Ji Miao's face, it was grabbed by Qin Mo.
"Keep your dirty hands off me!"
Qin Mo said in a deep voice.
"I just don't like him... so what? The boss behind me is very powerful, you can't afford to offend..."
Scarface hadn't finished speaking yet.
Snap!
He heard the sound of bones breaking.
Immediately following.
It was a scream that was as loud as a whirlwind.
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