Yang Jian didn't speak, just sat quietly in the shadows.

"Why did you lose? This guy advanced four to five and can still move." The bald middle-aged man played with the chessboard. He was surprised and confused at the same time.

Based on the blind chess game played between Wang Chaling and Yang just now, he reviewed the chessboard.

Although Yang Jian's red chess currently has the upper hand, Wang Chaling is not without a chance.

He didn't know why Yang Jian was sure that he had won, while Wang Chaling also admitted that he had lost.

After all, the bald middle-aged man is just an ordinary person and cannot understand the thoughts of Yang Jian and Wang Chaling.

From the beginning, the two of them were making plans. Whoever made the first check on the chessboard would already be at a disadvantage and fell into passive defense.

If he continues, Wang Chaling does still have a chance, but his momentum has already been suppressed.

Therefore there is no need to continue.

After all, both of them are in charge of a city and one of the captains of the headquarters.
Chapter completed!