Godly Auxiliary System

Then, Feng Changhe's abandoned son admitted defeat.    

The members of the board fell silent.    

The previously noisy hall was now completely silent. The dozen or so people looked at each other in dismay, dumbfounded.    

"Old Feng lost?"    

"I'm not seeing things, right? Didn't you come back just now?"    

"Holy sh * t!" "Holy sh * t!"    

If even Feng Changhe, the strongest chess player on their side, lost, then wouldn't that mean that the people from their board couldn't beat Martial Arts Association and the rest of the team, who only danced spears all day long?    

The group from Martial Arts Association were all very pleased with themselves, Hehe, weren't you very arrogant at the board just now? Why aren't you arrogant now, and when you meet our miraculous Mr Ye, you will have nothing to say, right?    

"President Feng, thank you." Ye Lee politely smiled as he cupped his hands.    

Feng Changhe was stunned for a while, and then sighed, "Mr Ye is really good at this. I, Old Feng, am convinced today."    

With that, he turned to Yang Zhen and laughed bitterly: "Lao Yang, I cannot help you with this matter."    

Everyone in the Chess Association had strange looks on their faces as they stared at the Lao Yang with hidden bitterness. They thought to themselves, Where the hell did you find such a monster? Even Old Feng was defeated.    

It had to be known that even the highest level of professional chess players all day long at the capital's Chess Courtyard would be trained to deal with major international competitions. In the general city's Go and Go competitions, a pro of two or three segments would be considered an extraordinary expert.    

"No, no. President Feng's chess skills are very strong. If I wasn't trapped, I'd probably have a headache myself." Feng Changhe's chess skills were indeed impressive. If not for the fact that he had coincidentally fallen into that trap, Ye Lee reckoned that he might have been able to win, but it would still take a lot of effort.    

Feng Changhe was an expert of Stage Four of Go, so he reckoned that he was two or three levels higher than him. Compared to the current pinnacle of the board, the level nine pro players were definitely still lacking.    

Of course, Ye Lee did not point out Go skills to eat, so it did not matter.    

After a while, the atmosphere in the hall changed.    

The members of the board were all wearing awkward yet polite smiles. They originally wanted to get back at them, but when they found out that they had been slapped in the face, they felt extremely embarrassed.    

Especially this group of brats from the Martial Arts Association, they would occasionally look over frivolously, causing them to feel extremely depressed.    

He said, "After this competition, I think we should abandon our previous prejudices. Since Mr Ye's chess is so brilliant, why can't we just blindly learn from it? Lao Yang, I think you shouldn't hold back any longer.    

Yang Zhen was completely convinced that if even Old Feng could not win, then it would be useless even if he had to compete.    

Ye Lee laughed: "Teacher Yang, don't be angry, for the past six months, it was just a joke, I did not take it seriously."    

Tao Yongyuan walked over from the side, and when he was playing chess earlier, he was spectating from the side. He glanced at Lao Yang, although he did not say anything, his meaning was clear, "I told you not to call anyone, look, it's good now, no one can beat him!"    

Yang Zhen was speechless, "..."    

The group of people from the board came quickly and left quickly as well. It was mainly because they no longer had the face to stay in the Martial Arts Association.    

Vice President Feng Changhe said that he would have to interact more in the future, and even said that he wanted to invite Ye Lee to the competition, but Ye Lee had rejected him.    

The members of Martial Arts Association watched their backs and discussed among themselves.    

"When I saw them coming from the entrance, I thought they were here to cause trouble. Does this count as causing trouble? "    

Another member said: "This is none of my business. The key is, why do I feel like we Mr Ye know everything?"    

A member of the guild nodded his head. "I feel the same way. Tell me, which rock did our Vice Guild Master pop out of?"    

Jiang Tao walked over: "Go, go on, stop spouting nonsense, go do what I have to do!"    

"..."    

In the afternoon, after finishing up with the matters at hand, Ye Lee came out of his Martial Arts Association.    

Walking on the streets, it was still early. Although there were a lot of things to do, the clinic shouldn't leave them behind. After all, treating and saving patients was our business.    

While walking, Ye Lee suddenly heard a sound from the side of the street.    

"Someone is jumping off a building!"    

"Who is that? Why is he standing so high up? It's so dangerous!"    

"What's the situation? Let's go over and take a look."    

It was a tall building in a residential district. It was surrounded by people pointing high up in the sky.    

There was a middle aged woman in front, Ye Lee immediately stopped her.    

"Eldest young mistress, may I trouble you? What's the situation?"    

The woman turned to look at him, "Uh, you mean over there? "It's already been half an hour since the side building. There was a girl sitting on the roof before, she looked like she was about to jump off the building …"    

The woman sighed as she said this, "The police have come quite a few times already, no matter how you try to persuade them … "Oh, young people nowadays, it's really so easy to commit suicide whenever they want. Go take a look. If she really jumps later, I won't be able to see that kind of bloody scene, so I'll be leaving first!"    

Ye Lee walked to the side of the building, and when he arrived at the scene, he saw seven to eight police officers cordoned off a region.    

Behind them were the family members and the surrounding crowd. They were all gathered in the outer circle. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the girl who was sitting on the upper half of her body by the window.    

"Yan, come down quickly!" an old father shouted miserably.    

His mother wailed, "Yan, don't scare your mother. We have money, we will definitely be able to treat your illness, and cure it, so quickly come down here!"    

"We only have one daughter, she, even if she has to sacrifice everything she has, she has to cure your illness. Yan, Yan, look at father!" Old Father raised his head and cried. His haggard face was covered with tears.    

Looking up, it was a girl in a white dress. She was in her twenties, and looked pretty and delicate, but her eyes lost their luster. She stared down blankly, and didn't seem to be affected at all.    

"Ai, how pitiful, this is the daughter of Old Chen family. Last month, she detected leukemia, I didn't expect that she would do such a foolish thing not long ago, why is she so upset?" A neighbor who knew everything sighed.    

"Everyone knows her family's living conditions. The surgery fee is sky-high. I heard she had a boyfriend before, but the moment she heard 'leukemia', she ran away …"    

"Ai, what a good girl …"    

"Who can save her?"    

"It's no use, even persuading me otherwise!"