Almighty in the city

Chapter 405 Foreign Aid Arrives

"Hey Old Tang? Can't I say something tomorrow? What, Bai Shanhe? What's wrong with this old boy? Ask me to help clean up his son? His master of martial arts can't clean up his son, so he still wants us You don’t know if you go to help? Okay, let’s go and see for the time being. Really, what's going on at night?"

In an inconspicuous antique shop in New York's Chinatown, Fan Wencheng, the current head of the Fan family of the five largest Chinese incognito family, yawned and walked down the stairs on the second floor of the shop.

Below, the butler who had been waiting there for him opened the door of this antique shop.

On the street outside the store, the extended Bentley parked quietly, and the rear door had been opened by a bodyguard.

When Fan Wencheng was wearing pajamas, holding a pair of flip-flops, and yawning into this extended Bentley, the Chinese bodyguard gently closed the rear door, then opened the driver's door and sat in.

Half a minute later, there was a low engine noise, and this black extended Bentley had already driven towards the end of Chinatown.

At the same time, a Rolls-Royce Ghost drove out of the underground garage of Yunfeng Building in Chinatown, and it was also rushing towards the end of Chinatown.

In the White House No. 3 Manor in the southern suburbs of New York, in the study of that luxurious villa, Bai Shanhe is still talking on the phone: "Hello, Smith? It’s me, Bai Shanhe, right. I want to trouble you. You heard about your Mijian chess house. , I’m currently inviting a lot of professional chess players to communicate. I’m not interested in the artificial intelligence research project of Google. I mean, can you contact these people and let them come to me? I want to find someone to help abuse an opponent. Isn’t that nonsense! I want to abuse him, and what else do I ask you to do? Don’t worry, you won’t let them do anything in vain. Please contact me first. If they are willing, I am now Just send a car to pick them up and wait for your call."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Shanhe threw this million-dollar customized version of the mobile phone on the table, pulled away the solid wood chair of Hainan Huanghuali, and sat back in front of the LCD screen.

At this time, in the chat channel of the game, several text messages from Bai Yifan have been swiped out one after another——

Tell Dad not to abuse you (Hua Xia is not in the section): "Hey, hey, are you still coming?"

Asking Dad to not abuse you (Hua Xia is not in the section): "That's a stab? It doesn't look like your style."

Tell Dad not to abuse you (Hua Xia is not in the section): "I said, I can't make it anymore. If it doesn't, I will flash it."

Asking Dad not to abuse you (Hua Xia is not in the section): "Forget it, I'll order a takeout of chicken chops. If you don't respond when the takeout comes, then I won't be with you."

Bai Shanhe looked darker and darker, and directly pulled out the Optimus keyboard, with the speed of his master of national arts, "cracking" a few times, and within two seconds, he typed a text message— —

Shanhe (Professional Mi Jian 6th stage): "Don't be crazy, Nizi! I just had a bad stomach. When I go to the toilet and take some medicine, I will kill you in minutes when I come back!"

As soon as the news passed, Bai Yifan immediately replied: "Hehe, is it possible to use the legendary'shit escape'?"

Bai Shanhe was furious, and the keyboard slapped: "Twenty minutes! Twenty minutes at most! After twenty minutes, let's see how Lao Tzu disciplines you!"

"Okay, just wait for you for twenty minutes, just right, then the big chicken cutlet I ordered should have arrived." Bai Yifan tapped the keyboard casually, "I will eat chicken cutlets and drink coffee when I will kill you. Ten reels and eight reels, tsk tsk, that’s it today."

With a "pop", Bai Shanhe slapped the table, just about to happen.

At this moment, the customized version of Apple's mobile phone just rang the ringtone.

Bai Shanhe took a look and found that it was Dean Smith of the Mijian Chess Academy who had called back, and directly connected the phone.

"Bai, I've contacted you." On the phone, Dean Smith's sleepy voice came, "Those Asian professional chess players, I heard that you, a big man, wanted to ask them for help. They all agreed. Yes, I will give you the name of the hotel where they are staying. You can send a car to pick it up."

"Okay, thanks!" Bai Shanhe's mood suddenly became better.

I hung up the phone, and I received an iMessage from Smith.

Bai Shanhe looked at the list of personnel above, and felt even more enthusiastic. He waved his hand and directly instructed Bai Xi to arrange a car to pick up people.

Those who came to Mijian Chess Academy to participate in the exchange activities were all famous professional chess players from China, Neon and Korea. Among them, Huaxia came to three professional eight-dans and two professional nine-dans; Neon sent five professional eights. Duan and two professional ninth dans; Goryeo has made the blood capital and dispatched four professional ninth dans. Among them are the ninth dan of the brother Cao Xun-hyun of the former "Chess" Cao Zaixuan.

This Cao Xun-hyun is one of the hottest candidates to win the new "Chess" battle.

When he saw this name, Bai Shanhe was very happy in his heart, and felt that it was already a matter of hand to clean up Bai Yifan's rebellious son.

Fifteen minutes later, Tang Yunfeng and Fan Wencheng arrived here first.

When the two of them came, their heads and faces were spit and questioning. When they knew that Bai Shanhe was looking for the two of them, it was actually because he was killed by his son Bai Yifan for more than a dozen games in the game of Go. They all laughed unceremoniously. stand up.

Especially Tang Yunfeng, who was on the same level as Baishanhe, opened the solid wood chair of Hainan Huanghuali and sat down carelessly. While operating the mouse, he launched a "10-minute fast game" towards the opposite "Call Dad, Don't Abuse You". After confirming the game, he turned his head and laughed at Baishan Hedao: "Even the kid that Yifan can't play, Lao Bai, I think you are getting better and better. Take a good look and see how I can help you save face. !" ,, ..