96: Chapter 96 The Mysterious Old Chen! Zhang Guifen's Ominous Sign!

Old Man Chen's face flushed red, the chess piece in his hand raised and lowered, lowered and raised; he was clearly caught in a dead end.

Just then.

A lazy voice suddenly popped up from behind the crowd.

"Who said it's hopeless?"

"This chess game is actually quite alive."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place went quiet for a second.

Everyone turned their heads to look at this young man who had suddenly appeared.

Old Man Chen also raised his head, a flash of light in his eyes, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Young man, do you know how to play chess?"

The bald old man was displeased and squinted at Su Yun.

"Young people nowadays have bigger mouths than foot fungus."

"The board is completely dead; can you actually revive it?"

Su Yun ignored the bald old man's mockery and walked straight to the edge of the chessboard, pointing at the precarious "Chariot" on the Red side.

"Old man, are you saving this Chariot for the New Year?"

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about protecting the Chariot?"

Old Man Chen was stunned. "Not protect the Chariot? Then the path will be completely opened; if he charges down directly, I'm finished!"

Su Yun smiled, that smile carrying a touch of inscrutability.

"Sometimes, even a Chariot should be sacrificed if necessary."

"Sacrificing the Chariot to protect the Commander is a primary school concept."

"But what if sacrificing the Chariot can kill the Commander?"

After finishing, Su Yun stretched out a finger and tapped the board twice gently.

"Move the Chariot to the sixth file, give it to him to eat."

"Then, the Horse-behind-Cannon, with the bottom Pawn following up."

"Checkmate within three moves."

Boom!

As soon as this was said, the surrounding old men exploded.

"Nonsense! Playing a fart if you give away the Chariot!"

"Young man, don't give random instructions. Once this Chariot is lost, the middle gate is wide open!"

The bald old man laughed out loud. "Haha, give away the Chariot? Old Chen, if you listen to him, if you dare to give it away, I dare to eat it!"

Old Man Chen stared at the chessboard, his brows locked even tighter.

He was rapidly simulating the few moves Su Yun mentioned in his mind.

Give away the Chariot, the opponent must eat...

The Horse jumps up, the Cannon is set up...

Suddenly, Old Man Chen's pupils contracted violently.

In that instant, he seemed to see a giant dragon hidden in the fog, opening its bloody mouth.

This wasn't courting death?

This was finding life in death!

This was a fatal trap!

Old Man Chen's hand no longer trembled. He took a deep breath, and with a slap, he slammed that "Chariot" he treated like a treasure onto the opponent's Cannon.

"Eat!"

The bald old man was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed. "Old Chen, have you gone senile? Then I won't be polite!"

After saying that, he picked up his own "Cannon" and ate the Red Chariot in one go.

However.

Before he could even laugh out loud, Old Man Chen's second move had already landed.

The Horse jumped to the 'Ri' position, cornering!

Check!

The bald old man hurriedly moved his old Commander to the side in a panic.

Slap!

The third move.

The bottom Pawn pushed forward one step, exactly jamming the old Commander's neck.

And behind the Pawn, that inconspicuous Red Cannon was firing across the mountain, firmly pinning the old Commander's forehead.

Checkmate!

Unsolvable!

The pavilion instantly became silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at that suffocating kill on the chessboard.

It was a dead game just a moment ago, and just because he sacrificed a Chariot, it instantly turned the tables?

This was too divine!

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Old Man Chen slapped his thigh hard, his face flushed with excitement. "This sacrifice of the Chariot is simply a stroke of genius!"

"Finding life in death, bold and unrestrained, satisfying! Truly satisfying!"

The bald old man was dumbfounded, the chess piece in his hand falling to the ground and rolling several times.

He lost.

He lost completely, without even a temper.

Old Man Chen turned around and grabbed Su Yun's hand, his gaze as eager as if he had seen his own grandson.

"Young man, amazing!"

"This move couldn't be seen without decades of skill. Who is your master?"

"Shall we add each other on WeChat? Come and play a few games with this old man often?"

Su Yun calmly pulled his hand back, wearing that iconic, punchable smile on his face.

"Old man, you flatter me."

"I don't have any master; I just learned it from watching old men play chess at roadside stalls. I know a little, just a little."

"Anyway, my tofu pudding is going to get cold, I'm off!"

After speaking, Su Yun didn't give Old Man Chen a chance to continue questioning him, greasing his feet and slipping away faster than a rabbit.

Just kidding.

Getting involved with this kind of retired cadre is the most troublesome thing. If he gets dragged into playing chess every day, how is he going to earn merit?

Watching Su Yun's retreating figure, Old Man Chen stood in place, the smile on his face slowly fading, turning into a thoughtful solemnity.

"Know a little?"

"This kid's chess style is decisive and murderous, every step heart-stopping; it doesn't look like something learned at a roadside stall."

Old Man Chen turned his head and beckoned to the man in the black suit with a flat top, who had been standing in the corner of the pavilion like a wooden stake.

"Little Zhang."

The flat-topped man immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly. "Old Chen."

"Go and check on this young man."

Old Man Chen narrowed his eyes, watching the direction Su Yun disappeared into. "Living in Jinxiu Jiangnan, and possessing such skills, he shouldn't be a nobody."

"Yes."

The flat-topped man agreed, turned, and left.

...

At the entrance of the residential complex, Zhang's Breakfast Shop.

It was the morning rush hour, and the shop was bustling with noise and steam.

Su Yun found a corner seat and shouted at the landlady, who was so busy her feet barely touched the ground.

"Aunt Zhang! The usual!"

"Two deep-fried dough sticks, one bowl of tofu pudding, extra spicy! Absolutely no sugar, sweet tofu pudding is heresy!"

"Alright! Master Su, please wait a moment!"

The landlady, Zhang Guifen, was a plump woman in her forties, with a loud voice and a warm personality; she was also an old fan of Su Yun's live stream.

Ever since Su Yun became famous, Aunt Zhang would add an extra braised egg every time he came for breakfast.

Before long, the steaming tofu pudding was brought up.

Just as Su Yun picked up his spoon, the system in his mind suddenly made a "ding" sound.

[Name: Zhang Guifen]

[Age: 48]

[Occupation: Self-employed (Landlady of Zhang's Breakfast Shop)]

[Recent Fortune: Great ominous sign!]

[Past: Half a lifetime of hard work, straightforward and fiery personality, runs the breakfast shop honestly, often uses this to support poor students, accumulated quite a bit of hidden virtue...]

[Future: Originally scheduled to die at 9:10 this morning in a chain collision accident on the elevated ring road...]

[Sin Value: 2]

[Detailed Crimes: None (Only a few minor disputes with urban management over occupying the road for business, classified as civil disputes, no sin value).]

The spoon Su Yun was bringing to his mouth stopped.

He raised his head and glanced at Aunt Zhang, who was wiping the table.

Sure enough.

At the center of Aunt Zhang's forehead, there was a mass of thick, inseparable black energy; that was a typical sign of impending bloody disaster.

Su Yun sighed and put down the spoon.

This breakfast couldn't be eaten with peace of mind.

"Aunt Zhang."

Su Yun called out.

Zhang Guifen walked over with a rag, smiling until her eyes narrowed into slits. "What's wrong, Master Su? Is the saltiness not right?"

Su Yun shook his head and pointed to the dilapidated van at the shop entrance.

"Aunt Zhang, I see you have a lot of empty crates in your van. Are you going to stock up?"

"Yes."

Zhang Guifen didn't think much of it and replied casually, "The shop is out of flour, and the oil is almost used up. I was thinking after the morning rush, I'd drive to the wholesale market in the south of the city to pick up a load."

"Don't go today."

Su Yun's voice wasn't loud, but his tone was very firm.