“So, you are opposed to my attacking the country now?” Liam Li held the black son and dropped a son on the chessboard, murderously aggressive.
Wesley Ling grabbed Baizi and looked at the left and right. He didn’t know how to do it.
“As far as the minister is concerned, I would like to hit him now, but the country of Japan is different from Burma, and borders on my own land.” Wesley Ling sighed, threw away the chess pieces in his hand, and surrendered.
“You said you learned everything well, why is Go so bad?” Liam Li said in disgust.
“This…no one is perfect.” You still look for me to play chess if you dislike you? Wesley Ling slandered. In fact, he thinks he is still learning well, at least he knows all the rules. But this… it’s useless to know the rules and understand the game record.
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