The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 819 Please Stay, Mr. Chen
Chen Hao sat on the seat, glanced at Yoshida Zheng indifferently, and said, "Continue."

Yoshida looked up in astonishment.

What the hell, he even suspected that he was hallucinating.

He had already knelt down to admit his mistake to Chen Hao, why did Chen Hao want him to continue playing chess?
"I surrender."

Two humiliating words spit out from Yoshida Shoichi's mouth.

"Continue." Chen Hao continued to repeat as if he didn't hear Yoshida Masaichi's words.

Gu Baishang next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Chen Hao, are you the one who stepped on the horse? Mr. Yoshida has already knelt down to admit your mistake, what else do you want?"

Chen Hao raised his head and looked at Gu Baishang indifferently.

"Young Master Gu asked me to play chess with Mr. Yoshida. I haven't finished playing chess yet, so I let him continue playing. Is there anything wrong?"

"But Mr. Yoshida is already injured like this." Gu Baishang retorted guiltily.

Chen Hao smiled: "I don't mind if you finish it for him."

"I……"

Gu Baishang thought, how can I play chess when I'm riding a horse!

If I knew how to play chess, I would have personally gone into battle to deal with you, a pretender.

"Continue!" Chen Hao looked at Yoshida Masaichi who was kneeling on the ground, and said loudly.

Yoshida Shoichi clenched his left hand tightly into a fist, his teeth itching with hatred.

Like a dying person returning to the light, he glared at Chen Hao, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Paralyzed, do you believe that I sent someone to kill you?!"

"Welcome anytime." Chen Hao nodded with a smile.

Yoshida was trembling with anger, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up staggeringly.

Just when he stood up straight, his legs gave way, if Gu Baishang hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen to the ground again.

Returning to his seat, looking at the blood-soaked chessboard, Yoshida grabbed several chess pieces from the plate, stared at the chessboard for a few seconds, and then, with a "thump", a chess piece landed on the chessboard .

The white chess piece slammed into the chessboard, knocked into the small blood puddle, and picked up a few drops of bright red blood.

One drop of blood splashed onto the back of Chen Hao's hand, and Grace immediately took out a tissue to help Chen Hao wipe it off.

This scene was seen by Gu Baishang, and he was so angry that he wanted to go up and punch Chen Hao immediately.

The corner of Chen Hao's mouth curled slightly, his expression calm, and a chess piece landed on the chessboard after him.

His eyes looked faintly at Yoshida Masaichi who was sitting opposite.

The completely different facial expressions of the two formed a strong contrast.

The sound of chess pieces falling on the board rang in everyone's ears from time to time, occasionally mixed with the sound of Yoshida Masaichi vomiting blood.

Not long after, when they looked at the chessboard again, everyone was surprised to find that the whole chessboard had been soaked in blood.

Yoshida was as pale as paper, and his whole body twitched violently in pain.

In the end, he couldn't rely on his own strength to support and sit on the seat.

With a sound of "bang", the chess piece in Yoshida's hand had not yet fallen, but his head was tilted, and his upper body slammed on the table and passed out.

"Mr. Yoshida!" Gu Baishang rushed forward in fright.

When everyone in the chess club saw Yoshida Zhengyi fainted, some timid people screamed in fright.

"It's over, it's over, it's really fatal!"

"Everyone applauds and welcomes Mr. Chen Hao, the anti-Japanese hero!"

"Didn't the people of Kamikaze laugh at us as the sick men of East Asia? Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

"It's the first time I've seen someone who can enter the crematorium just by playing chess."

While calling the ambulance, Gu Baishang glared at Chen Hao and cursed: "Chen Hao, you are dead!"

Chen Hao pursed his lips lightly, stood up, and turned around to leave Gaochuan Chess Club.

Suddenly, a phantom floated in front of his eyes, and a claw as sharp as an eagle's claw was wrapped in this phantom, attacking directly towards Chen Hao's shoulder.

Chen Hao's eyes darkened.

With half-closed eyes, Chen Hao shot swiftly, blocked the attack, and then punched the visitor in the abdomen.

Hearing a "bang", the person who came came groaned, staggered back a few big steps, and slammed his back heavily into the door of the chess club, directly knocking the door on the left side and shaking it a few times.

"Don't do it, don't do it!" The visitor stood still, clutching his stomach, and said to Chen Hao with a smile.

Chen Hao took a closer look and saw that the person who came was a young man in his thirties, with a burly figure, sword eyebrows and star eyes.

Although there was a bright smile on his face, it could be seen that he was trying his best to endure the pain of that punch.

Moreover, this guy is also from Kamikaze Nation.

With one hand behind his back, Chen Hao felt that the purpose of this person's sudden appearance was not simple.

"Don't do it."

The person who came saw Chen Hao with one hand behind him, and made sure that he had no intention of doing it again, so he breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said in a friendly way: "Mr. Chen, hello, I am Michisuke Nakamura." , I opened this chess club, I saw you playing chess with someone just now, and thought you were quite interesting, I wonder if I have the honor to play a game with you?"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows.

The hand stretched out towards him was white and clean, but there were many obvious calluses between the fingers.

Obviously, this is not a pair of hands playing chess, but a pair of hands that have practiced martial arts for many years.

"No time." Chen Hao flatly refused.

"Mr. Chen, I think it's late at night, even if you go back, you have nothing else to do, right? Why don't you want to play a game of chess with me?" Nakamura Michisuke continued to ask persistently.

Chen Hao glanced at him: "I have to go back and do my homework."

"I wipe!"

Hearing Chen Hao's answer, everyone present couldn't help looking at him in surprise.

Using homework as a shield, this person is really shameless.

"It doesn't matter if you don't do your homework for a day, right?"

Nakamura Daoshuo smiled, looked at Chen Hao and continued: "Mr. Chen, let me say one more thing. If you still decide to reject me after I finish speaking, then I will let you go back to do your homework, how about it?"

Chen Hao paused.

When Nakamura Daoshuo spoke, his face was very relaxed and natural, obviously he was fully sure that Chen Hao could stay and play chess with him.

Seeing Chen Hao stop, Nakamura Daoshuo smiled, his eyes passed directly through Chen Hao, and fell on Yao Lao behind him.

Then, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Five years ago, Qin Zhutian, the number one chess master in Huaguo, lost to Masao Kato. What a pity, right? You will never have a chance to defeat Mr. Kato in your life."

Hearing Nakamura Daoshuo's words, Yao Lao's expression changed suddenly.

The smile on the corner of Nakamura Daoshuo's mouth became more and more obvious, and he continued: "However, this is not something to be regretted. Before Mr. Kato passed away, he passed on his self-created Omen Taihua to his only disciple. Now , this disciple has learned a lot, although he is not as handsome as Mr. Kato back then, but it is definitely not a problem if he wants to beat your chess player from Huaguo!"

(End of this chapter)