Liu Fan scratched his ear and said with a smile, "I don't know very well, I know a little bit."

Uncle Cui slapped the chessboard hard. He said, "I know a little bit. You can't see it. Go on, go on!"

Uncle Cui has a big temper.

Liu Fan rubbed his hands and continued to ask, "uncle, when do you think we will go to clean up the garbage?"

"Garbage collection? If you can't play chess, you're so happy to collect garbage. Go, sir. I want to play chess. Where should I go? "

Uncle Cui cleaned up the chessboard and wanted to fight again.

"Lao Cui, you're not good. If you lose, you lose. What's the matter with a child?"

Uncle Wang shakes his fan and feels superior.

"Wang, don't be complacent. Do it again. I'll make you laugh when you lose!"

Lao Cui is cruel, regardless of the embarrassed Liu Fan.

Pop!

A hand suddenly pressed on the chessboard.

Both of them were stunned and looked at Liu Fan.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

After all, I'm not scared at all!

Liu Fan pointed to himself and asked, "uncle, if I win Uncle Wang, you can go with me to get garbage?"

Uncle Cui turned his mouth and said with disgust: "boy, what can you do? I can't win. Can you win as a young man?"

Uncle Wang also squinted at Liu fan, as if to see something.

Liu Fan said in secret that if he gave Uncle Wang a feather fan, he would think of himself as Mr. Kong Ming.

"Uncle, if I guess correctly, Uncle Wang just used" double horse drinking spring "," high hanging horse what "," white face will kill "and other killing moves, but Uncle Cui, you have been passive defense, and finally lost."

Liu Fan said that he had deduced all the chessboards just now.

At first, uncle Cui and Uncle Wang were just talking nonsense about Liu fan, but their faces changed and they were even dumbfounded.

"You, how do you know, you were not here just now!"

Uncle Cui's eyes are like seeing a ghost.

And Uncle Wang also began to face up to the young man in front of him.

Instead, the onlookers were the first to react.

"Young man is a master, he must be a master!"

"Lao Cui, you might as well ask him to have a try!"

Liu fan, however, shook his head and sighed: "don't worry, sir. I'll pick up rubbish. Since uncle Cui doesn't give it, I'll go to other places."

Then he turned around and would pedal away.

Uncle Wang immediately rolled his eyes at Uncle Cui. He was so angry that he was about to throw the fan.

"Old Cui, you idiot!"

Everyone can see that Liu fan is a master!

Uncle Cui was helpless and regretful. He quickly got up and called: "Hey, young man, wait a minute, help me play chess, garbage for you!"

"Really?" Liu Fan said tentatively.

"It can't be true any more!"

Uncle Cui patted his thigh in a hurry.

"Oh, forget it. I can't play chess. I'm embarrassed to pick up rubbish. I'd better go first."

Liu Fan sighed.

Uncle Cui heard that this is what he said?

This kid has a grudge.

No way, for a game of chess, uncle Cui grabbed Liu Fan's car and said stubbornly, "no, if you don't play chess, don't go today!"

Uncle Wang also took the opportunity to come and directly sat on the tricycle.

"Young man, if you don't play chess, believe it or not, I'll just lie down."

Liu Fan looks speechless. In broad daylight, you are playing touch porcelain. That's too much

"All right, sir, but I'll say it first. You're just looking for abuse."