Jiro Hirano smiled, and walked in slowly, ignoring the gaze of these people in the room, a group of top Go players in China, who looked at Jiro Hirano's gaze, as if they were going to swallow him alive.

Five major Go families, Mr. Zheng Qiao and Jiro Hirano fight chess!

Walking into the Zheng family, in a courtyard, a quaint chessboard has been placed, with a chess board on each side, which is full of black and white chess pieces, and the people of the Zheng family are far away on both sides of the corridor.

Under the watchful eye, the two sat down face to face. A group of top Go players stood in the distance, watching the two.

"Mr. Jiro Hirano, I, Huaxia, am willing to make friends with chess, but isn't it too rampant for Your Excellency to act like this? Sitting, Zheng Qiao didn't move first, but sat upright and said in a deep voice.

Jiro Hirano smiled, then put his hand flat on his knees, and only said lightly, "Mr. Zheng, fighting chess is to divide the winner and loser, there is only the difference between the winner and the loser, how can it be friendly." ”

In a word, the whole person's face changed, and it was murderous in an instant!

Seeing that Jiro Hirano was in the courtyard of the Zheng family, his tone was so arrogant, and these Go masters around him couldn't help but be extremely angry, clenching their five fingers and glaring at this person angrily, but they didn't have anything to do with him for a while.

"You're ......!" a young man couldn't help but take a step forward, clenched his fists, and said angrily, his face flushed.

"Xiao Wang. Behind him, a middle-aged man grabbed him and shook his head, while Jiro Hirano had a fearless face and smiled slightly, as a Go master, he was naturally not afraid of these people's hands.

If you move your hand, it will only be the Huaxia people who will lose face, and as he spoke, Jiro Hirano arched his hand and said, "Please." ”

"Old Zheng, be careful!" He Hao was behind his back, and said worriedly, the last time he fought with this person, he knew that this Dongying person was powerful, it can be said that he was a little against the sky, with his strength, he couldn't touch the bottom of the other party, which shows how strong this person is!

For this Jiro Hirano, even if He Hao trusts Zheng Qiao again, he will be a little frightened.

If Mr. Zheng Qiao loses, then Huaxia will be a shame this time! Zheng Qiao represents not only himself, nor the Zheng family, but the face of the Go world.

Zheng Qiao took a deep breath, and he was the only one in the audience who was not angry, and he arched his hand and said, "Please." ”

Jiro Hirano glanced at Zheng Qiao, and said with a slight smile, "Old man, you hold the sunspot, let's start." As he spoke, he pressed his hands on his knees, and he didn't even make any guesses.

"Presumptuous!" As soon as this sentence came out, the Go masters in the entire Zheng family's courtyard were angrier than anyone else for a while.

It's so arrogant!

At the beginning of the game of Go, there is a "guess first", the Go hand holding the black piece is the advantageous side, so at the beginning, both sides need to guess first, an older man holds a number of white pieces, and the opponent shows one or two black pieces, representing odd and even numbers.

If the person who guesses correctly, he will play black chess, which is already an indispensable rule, but when this Hirano Jiro faced Zheng Qiao, he dared to arrogantly declare that Zheng Qiao would take the sunspot directly!

This is obviously to ignore Zheng Qiao's nakedness! At this moment, it is Zheng Qiao, and his face is not flushed for a while.

After a while, Zheng Qiao's forehead sweated slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay." As he spoke, he picked up the sunspot, it doesn't matter if he loses some face, but he must not lose today!

If he lost, he could hardly imagine how this person's arrogance would spread in Huaxia!

"Dah. Zheng Qiao fell, staring intently, and Jiro Hirano smiled slightly, and took the move casually, the two of them had already begun to make moves, and the people around them were short of breath.

"He Hao, to remember this person's chess move clearly, you must study his style clearly. A middle-aged man said in a deep voice to He Hao on the side.

This He Hao nodded, a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, clenched his fists, and looked nervously, while Jiro Hirano, who was playing chess, looked indifferent.

This game is closed and not open to the public, but it is different within the Go world, every hand here is broadcast at the first time for the entire Go world to see, and at this moment, there are almost no less than 1,000 people watching this game at the same time.

The entire Chinese Go world is extremely nervous, because this Dongying man analyzes his style and routines of chess, because this time he can't lose no matter what.

The Murong family.

In front of a chessboard, Murong Zhi and Murong Nan were sitting facing each other, and a very beautiful girl was kneeling on the side, seriously reporting to the two of them.

Murong Zhi, every time he loses a move, he will think for a long time, and in the end, he said lightly, "Hey, Lao Zheng is afraid that he is going to lose." Murong Zhi said with a solemn face.

Don't say that it is Murong Zhi, but Murong Nan and several people can see that Zheng Qiao's incomparable grievances in this chess game are almost locked up from beginning to end, and even if it is Murong Zhi, when thinking about this chess game, he can't find a way to break the game!

"Grandpa, this Jiro Hirano is a little too powerful. Murong Nan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and sweat broke out on his forehead when he saw it, "I can't understand this chess at all, and Grandpa Zheng Qiao is also very powerful." ”

This chess game is no less than a university professor analyzing a problem for a middle school student, and this Murong Nan is extremely difficult to see every move, and he can't understand anything at all.

And the chess played by these two people, step by step, was full of magic in Murong Nan's eyes, but even so, Zheng Qiao's chess fell into disadvantage when facing this Hirano Jiro!

"Grandpa, this Dongying person's chess move is so weird, I have never heard of it. ”

"yes. The girl on the side also said with a pale face.

"That's right, this Dongying person's chess path is weird, I have never heard of it, it's terrible. Murong Zhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and when he looked at it, he only saw that Murong Zhi's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his face was pale.

If this chess was him, how would he play it? Murong Zhi thought about it carefully, and from beginning to end, he hardly found any way to break the game.

"Lao Zheng is afraid that he will lose. Throwing down the chess pieces, Murong Zhi said with a sigh.

"Grandpa, what can I do in this way, if it were you, wouldn't he be able to win?" This Dongying man is destined to challenge the past from one family to another, and his battle post has already gone down to the Murong family, and it is impossible for the Murong family not to face the battle!

"There is no hope for one percent. Murong Zhi said with a pale face, "My chess skills with Lao Zheng are among the best, and I am slightly superior to him, but Lao Zheng has no power to fight back, and it is impossible for me to win." ”

After saying this, the face of the girl on the side was snow-white.

"For today's plan, I can only hope that the other few will delay a little longer, in these days, let's study this person's style carefully, and then ask He Hao to imitate his style and practice chess with me, but even so, the winning rate is less than thirty percent!"

Murong Zhi, who was still a little disdainful of this Jiro Hirano, felt half cold after watching this game.

"Less than 30 percent?"

Murong Nan's face was snow-white, and his eyes were all frightened, doesn't this mean that this Hirano Jiro is enough to sweep the entire Huaxia Go world? If this is really the case, then what face will the Huaxia Go world have in the future?

Murong Nan clenched his fists for a while.

And in the courtyard of the Zheng family, the surrounding Go masters looked like they had lost blood, and they couldn't stop sighing, Zheng Qiao was decided!

Although it is not over yet, everyone present can see that Zheng Qiao can no longer fight back, and it is only a matter of time before he wins or loses.

"Hey, Mr. Zheng, you've lost. Jiro Hirano will throw the chess pieces, boring words.

Zheng Qiao sat on the stool, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, although this was only the endgame and not yet finished, but Jiro Hirano was telling the truth.

"Mr. Zheng, you are too weak, too disappointing to me, I hope the rest of you will not be so vulnerable as you. Jiro Hirano shook his head, and then he got up, and said with a cold face.

The humiliation of "...... you", Zheng Qiao was like five thunderbolts, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.