Chapter 33: The One-Armed Old Man

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The next day, I don't know how to deal with the prison guards, a few prison guards came to take Hua Feifei and the broken palm out of the cell, and when leaving, the broken palm deliberately punched Hua Feifei's head, so that Hua Feifei could rest assured that he followed the prison guards with him.

Hua Feifei and several people followed the prison guards through several iron gates, and came to the basement cell, the cell on the basement floor was much darker, and even the walls were wet in some places, Hua Feifei deduced that this should be an underground cell, and from time to time there were some strange screams of ghosts crying wolves, Hua Feifei noticed that these cells seemed to be alone, and the people detained were extraordinary.

He and Severed Palm were taken by several guards to the large special cell at the end, which was only an iron fence and quite spacious, which could be considered a special room.

A few prison guards said a few words to the severed palm, and then opened the cell door, and then several prison guards left without looking back, and went out directly, closing the gate of the main cell on this floor.

Hua Feifei looked at the cell from the outside, and there was a figure sitting with his back to them, with his long unkempt gray hair draped behind him casually, like a chicken coop.

"One-armed, I brought it to you." Standing outside the cell, Severed Palm said a little unceremoniously.

At this time, the old man in the cell who had been facing away from them suddenly turned around and glanced at them, Hua Feifei noticed that this old man, what was shocking was that he had a frightening face, because there were several marks on his cheeks that seemed to have been scratched by something, ruining half of his face, looking a little hideous, and what was even more surprising to Hua Feifei was that his other hand turned out to be a half-metal manipulator, which made Hua Feifei a little uncomfortable.

"Let him in." The one-armed old man turned his head and said, "You go back." ”

One-Armed added.

Broken Palm's face was a little ugly, he stood at the door and glanced at Hua Feifei, and then gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "One-armed, we agreed yesterday, as long as he can win you, what you promised me......"

"Don't worry, you still have some value in my eyes, at least only you can get me a drink from outside. I'm a one-armed man, and as long as this young man can really beat me in chess, I'll give you what you want. One-armed said with a severed palm behind his back.

Broken Palm didn't say anything, Chonghua Feifei shook his head and motioned for him to go in.

Hua Feifei didn't hesitate, walked in directly, and closed the door outside with a broken palm.

"When you want to leave after playing chess with him, just ask the prison guards outside to take you back." As he spoke, he took out a transparent liquid in a plastic bottle from his arms and handed it to Hua Feifei, signaling to the one-armed old man inside.

Then he went out and closed the door, where he was taken back to his cell by the guards.

And Hua Feifei stood in this cell, and only then did he notice that this cell was superior in a difficult prison, because there was a row of books against the wall, on which there were not only elegant books from "World Poetry Collection", but also philosophical books such as "The Mean" and "War and Peace".

On the floor next to the bookshelf was a wooden Go chessboard, on which there seemed to be a game of chess, and Hua Fei remembered that game of chess, because he had broken his palm to let himself solve it.

The old man who had been sitting with his back to him got up at this time, and Hua Feifei noticed that the mechanical hand in his arms was still holding a pet, and this pet was quite strange.

It was a mouse, the kind of gray-haired and rather nasty rat that you could catch casually in a prison or in a sewer.

Maybe this old man is a little different, naturally he has some quirky habits, Hua Feifei thought.

The one-armed old man didn't look old, he was even very healthy, and he still didn't have the slightest rickety in a simple prison uniform.

"You're the one who solved my chess game?" The one-armed old man asked straight to the point, and then stroked the mouse in his arms, which looked a little nervous and wanted to move.

"Yes." Hua Feifei nodded.

"Okay, I finally have someone who can play a few games with me." Sitting across the board with one arm, he sat down, then beckoned to Hua Fei and pointed to the position opposite him, "Come, sit here." ”

Hua Feifei was not polite, and walked over and sat down cross-legged.

The two of them looked at the game of chess placed on it at the same time, and then smiled at each other.

"A change of plates?" One-armed asked.

"Well, a change plate." Flower extraordinary agreed.

So the two of them cleaned up the board and started over.

Time is like a memory of the past, written down, and quietly and gradually erased.

As soon as they played, Hua Feifei found that this old man's chess skills were not as unbearable as he had cracked the chess game before, and even when the chess game was rolled out, Hua Feifei thought for a lot of time before he didn't fall into the trap laid by the other party, which made Hua Feifei a little surprised.

It seems that those endgames are perfunctory 'broken palms', and now the level of playing chess with himself should be his real level, and his chess skills are good.

The one-armed old man Luozi first glanced at Hua Feifei, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and he was thinking about it in his heart, so that this young man would have to suffer a little.

He didn't say anything at first, just played chess seriously, and the chess skills of the two of them actually played a pretty good chess game.

"This ...... These serial robberies, fighting back and forth, don't seem to be able to tell the winner. One-armed glanced at the chessboard and said.

Hua Feifei put down his chess and said with a smile, "If I abandon this film, there should still be some chances." ”

"Young people, don't make judgments, the world is unpredictable, chess is like life." The one-armed old man replied, seemingly disapproving, with his extraordinary contemptuous confidence.

Hua Feifei didn't speak, looking at this one-armed old man, he was careless when he played chess with a mouse from beginning to end, obviously, this old man's chess skills should not have come up with all his strength, of course, Hua Feifei himself did not do his best, in the first game, both sides were testing each other's chess moves, and no one dared to advance too rashly.

"Again?" Hua Feifei asked him, this time he was somewhat sure, and naturally wanted to play another game.

"Hmph, come on." The one-armed old man also seemed to be a little unconvinced, pondering the death of the little guy who didn't know how high the sky was.

So, the two quickly reopened a game, this game of chess, and several hours, during which the prison guards came to deliver food, both of them completely ignored, still silent in the game, if someone is watching the chess next to them, they will notice that from beginning to end, the black and white sides on the chessboard are evenly matched, like two intricate Wolong competing with each other, even if one side is occasionally in a declining situation, the next ring of the other party can find a chance to move back, many pieces of the chessboard are taken out and filled in again one by one.

In the end, the one-armed chess player took advantage of the inadvertent disadvantage of Hua Fei for a while, established a great advantage and pursued the victory, and directly went to the next city.

The one-armed old man drank the liquor brought in by Hua Feifei with a broken palm, and seemed to be full of red light, looking very happy, as if no one had allowed him to play a good game of chess so freely for a long time.

"Haha, good chess, good chess, good kid's chess ability, good, good." It is the rise that drinks with one arm.

"Where, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the predecessors are the masters of the world." Flowers are extraordinary, whiskers and horses are beaten.

"Haha, what a master of the world. Come again and again. The one-armed old man shouted, as if he was going to talk to Hua Fei for the next three days and three nights.

Hua Feifei didn't shirk it, so he accompanied him to start a new chess game, but this time, Hua Feifei was lucky and won a game, and the one-armed old man was not too depressed, and continued to shout about the next game.

In this way, game after game, the two were tireless, not knowing the time of day and night, until the next day, the one-armed old man was thinking about the chess game, and Hua Fei dozed off with his chin propped up.

Suddenly, the old man slapped his thigh, "I thought of it." ”

As he spoke, he directly scared the sleeping mouse in his arms and ran out, he didn't care about his mouse pet being frightened, and grabbed a white child like a child with great interest and fell down.

"Haha, lived." The one-armed old man smiled.

Hua Feifei glanced at the chessboard, and sure enough, he came to life.

"Seniors are very skilled." Flowers are extraordinary.

"Alright, alright." As he spoke, he touched the plastic bottle containing the wine, poured it into his mouth, found it empty, and even looked inside the bottle with one eye closed, so he put down the bottle unwillingly.

"No, no more. Save this game for next time, see you're tired, you should go back. The one-armed old man said suddenly.

Hua Feifei nodded, stood up and stretched his waist, and even moved his muscles and bones, punched and kicked a few times, the one-armed old man looked at Hua Feifei's punching and kicking training, squinting his eyes and touching his chin and didn't know what he was thinking.

After Hua Feifei's activity, he was ready to say goodbye to one-armed, and planned to go back and sleep well.

As he spoke, the one-armed old man got up, flipped through several books with his mechanical hand, and pulled out a book from the bookshelf and threw it over.