"Who are you? How did you come in?" Wang Ziyan looked at the mysterious masked man who suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise. She suddenly felt that he looked familiar with the mask, "Hey, this mask looks so familiar..."

Before Wang Ziyan could react, a reverse rotation pattern appeared in the evil beast's eye hole again.

He hypnotized Wang Ziyan with hypnosis. The evil beast found that the fallen angels in the hall had entered a coma. It seemed that the drug properties of the drug Wang Ziyan gave them had already occurred.

The evil beast patted his head, shrugged his shoulders, and lamented: "Oh, it seems that I have to be a volunteer who brings beautiful women back today, which is really troublesome."

The evil beast shook his head, first bent down and picked up the angel in blue, slapped her round and perky buttocks, then carried her to her shoulders, then reached out to grab the willow waists of the angel in purple and angel in blue, and held their delicate bodies under their armpits. This kid is really lazy and has to carry three beautiful angels at once.

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Police officers university, gymnasium.

The agreed time limit for the competition between the two sides has passed. Han Chang, He Yan and others have been impatient for a long time, but Nie Chu's figure still did not appear. Xiaoqiang has called several times in a row, but Nie Chu's phone has been turned off. Brother Chu, where the hell are you dead?

He Yan smiled coldly and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid to hide?" Could it be that the genius student who was rare in a century of police officers' college, is this kind of thing? That's too disappointing, Han Chang, do you think so?"

Han Chang groaned and said, "Since Student Nie Chu has never been willing to show up, I don't think we need to wait any longer. As for this competition, I think Student Nie Chu is planning to abstain from the ruling. He Yan, let's go."

"Slow down!" Xiaoqiang jumped out and blocked He Yan. This guy was smart and knew that he was not a martial arts master, so he didn't dare to stop Han Chang, but chose He Yan, who looked gentle and weak, and said in a long voice, "Although Brother Chu is not here, I, Xiaoqiang, are still here. Don't you want to challenge Brother Chu? I will pass my Xiaoqiang level first."

"you?"

He Yan glanced at Xiaoqiang, his eyes full of disdain.

"Why, do you look down on others?" Xiao Qiang said shamelessly, "put aside the martial arts competitions, you can choose the piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, and you can choose whatever you like. What's the matter?"

Lu Hua stared at Xiaoqiang with wide eyes, thinking to himself that this guy is crazy? He has never heard him say that he knows how to use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Isn’t this obviously boring?

He Yan cut it off, and did not look at Xiaoqiang at the right moment, and said calmly: "Since Nie Chu dare not show up, I will not come forward in person, so as not to say that we are Yan Da bullying people! In this way, Ono Jun, you will be the leader in this competition, and you will compete with this police academy elite who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

A young man following He Yan immediately lowered his head and said, crossing the crowd and standing in front of Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang touched his forehead and said yo: "Yo, I didn't expect there was a Japanese here, so it's rare."

"Hello, my name is Shinji Ono, please give me some advice."

"Ono grandson?"

"Hi, please give me some advice."

"Hang, you're so good, that's it. No matter how you say you are all juniors, grandpa can't bully grandson, it's up to you to decide what you want."

Ono Shinoji reached out to remove a wooden board from his back, turned it over and placed it in front of Xiaoqiang. Xiaoqiang was stunned. This was not a wooden board, it was clearly a Go board! I thought to myself, Ono was too arrogant, and he was carrying a chessboard on his back when he went out, which was really fanatical.

Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, Shinoji Ono sat down on one side of the chessboard with his legs crossed, and reached out to Xiaoqiang and said, "Please give me advice."

Lu Hua looked at Xiaoqiang blankly, thinking that he had finished playing, and he couldn't count the total number of chessboards. How could he play chess? What should he do?

But what was surprising was that Xiaoqiang was not afraid at all and sat down on the opposite side.

Someone had already put the black and white chess pieces in front of Xiaoqiang and Shinji Ono. The black chess pieces were placed in front of Xiaoqiang. Shinji Ono reached out and said, "Black first."

Xiaoqiang looked at it and saw that the chessboard was square and the black spot in the middle was particularly eye-catching. He picked up a piece and clicked it without hesitation. The slight sound was like a big drum, hitting heavily in the hearts of Shinji Ono and He Yan, which was the only one of Tianyuan!

Could this kind of trick be the legendary Dongpo chess? This seems to have only been seen in the chess record, and no one has ever dared to try it in actual combat! He Yan is as knowledgeable as He Yan, and he has never heard of any Go master in the world today who dares to make such a move!

As soon as Xiaoqiang was released, Shinoji Ono immediately fell into the long exam with a frown. He didn't know how to deal with it for a while. It seemed that no matter how you tried, it was extremely inappropriate, and it seemed that no matter how you deal with it, it seemed that it was not mature enough...

Lu Hua didn't understand Go, but he looked relaxed after Xiaoqiang's one stroke. On the other hand, the Japanese looked frowning and seemed to be in trouble, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that he really didn't see that Xiaoqiang was really a real person, and he was hiding such powerful strength.

After fifteen minutes of the exam, Ono Shinobuji finally gently clicked on a piece in the upper left corner of the chessboard. Xiaoqiang didn't even think about it and immediately clicked on a piece in a completely symmetrical position in the lower right corner of the chessboard.

Shinoji Ono's expression changed rapidly, his face became more and more ugly, and his right hand was unable to fall down again... he fell into the long-term exam again.

He Yan next to him couldn't help but whisper: "Dongpo Chess!"

Xiaoqiang raised his legs proudly and smiled, "How is it? If you are afraid, give up if you are afraid, and I will win this game!"

He Yan's face changed and he said coldly: "Although Dongpo Chess is a headache, it is not indestructible. Ono Jun, you just need..."

"Wait!" Xiao Qiang stretched out his hand and interrupted, "A real man without regrets when he held the chess, a real gentleman who watched the chess without saying anything. He Yan, if you said that, then you took over this game. As for this grandson player, he naturally lost."

He Yan's face changed, and he swallowed back and spitted it to his mouth. The game had to continue between Xiaoqiang and Shinoji Ono.

The poor Japanese were obviously lacking in tendencies and were thinking about how to crack the opponent's chess game. As a result, the more confused he became, the more confused he became. When Xiaoqiang imitated the forty-seventh hand, Shinoji Ono finally couldn't hold on. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

Xiaoqiang clapped his hands, stood up easily, and said to He Yan: "Ha, my grandson is so immersed, how should I calculate this game?"

He Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Of course you won this game, but this is just the beginning, let's continue to compete..."

"Wait!" Xiaoqiang interrupted again, "I declare in advance that it is OK to continue the competition, and there is no limit on the competition items, but there is one that you must come forward in person, and others will not accept it."

He Yan said in a deep voice: "Since you insist on taking self-indulgence, I have to reluctantly make it ugly."

Xiaoqiang said coldly: "Since I know it's ugly, I think I'd better not compare it. It's better not to show up. It's better to admit defeat earlier than that, it's not too high-profile."

"You!" He Yan was so angry that he knew that the quarrel was definitely not a match for Xiaoqiang. He stretched out his hand and said sternly, "Get a pen!"

A student from Yan University had already handed a wolf-haired pen to He Yan. He Yan reached out to take it and said sternly: "The paper is coming!"

Two more Yan college students pulled a piece of plain white paper vertically and spread it open. He Yan walked to the white paper without saying a word, dipped it ink with a wolf's hair, and drew it on the paper with a big hand. It turned out to be a very difficult Chinese Chinese painting style - ink and water landscape. I saw that the peaks were faintly visible when He Yan's wolf's hair was waving, and the clouds and mist evaporated. In an instant, a majestic mountain was already on the paper.

Han Chang sincerely praised: "He Yan, your painting skills are great again."

Soon, He Yan waved his hand, signed the article at the end of the painting, then threw the pen to the ground, and said to Xiaoqiang: "It's your turn now."

Xiaoqiang smiled unconsciously and said indifferently: "This is just an ordinary ink and painting landscape. What is the difficulty? I will open your eyes today. What is the real master of painting? Who can bring oil paint and painting boards?"

It was still a student from Yan University who delivered the oil paints and drawing boards prepared in advance to Xiaoqiang.

Xiaoqiang smiled coldly at He Yan, turned his back to the drawing board, then reached out to pick up the oil paint, and began to wave it on the drawing board. This guy's painting was like flowing water, and he was finished in one go. It was already finished in less than a meal!

"How is it?" Xiaoqiang didn't look back, pointed at his work, and said shamelessly, "Please look at this last supper, do I look like it?"

"The last supper!?"

He Yan looked at the drawing board in shock, and seemed to be crazy about it. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The Yan University Student standing behind He Yan seemed to be stunned, looking at Xiaoqiang's masterpiece, I didn't know what to say.

Only Lu Hua was confused by the reaction of Yan's college student. He turned to the front and looked at the drawing board. Damn, what was he painting? Red, green, and blurry, and there was nothing except oil paint. It seemed that the legendary last supper was a famous painting, so it shouldn't be like this, right?

Lu Hua, who couldn't understand, scratched his head and said in confusion: "This... is nothing."

“Gagaha…”

After being stunned for three minutes, He Yan finally smiled. He pointed at Xiaoqiang's painting and laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, tears flowing. The Yan University Student behind him was also laughing so hard that he was urinating, and the earth was shocking.

"Is this a fucking painting? I've seen it a lot, hoho..."

"Don't be too happy too early!" Xiaoqiang threw the oil paint away, suddenly reached out and patted the oil paint, peeled off the next layer of oil paint from the oil painting, and said, "Look at how this is?"
Chapter completed!