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Chapter 972 Fengtian Zhao Clan, Zhao Pingan!

Lu Zhizhong went out to entertain the guests who came to celebrate his birthday!

Chen Ning, Dian Chu and Tong Ke also came to the hall in a low-key manner. There were many guests in the hall, all of which were powerful people.

Chen Ning and a few of them found a seat at the corner and sat down.

While drinking tea, Chen Ning casually read the Zhenlong chess record.

Suddenly, a sneer came from his ears: "Ha, it seems that there are so many people coming to attend Mr. Lu's birthday party today, so that some dogs and cats also mingled in. It's really outrageous."

Chen Ning looked up and saw an old man, with a bunch of followers, looking at him with a sneer on his face.

Chen Ning was stunned: "Who are you?"

The old man snorted coldly: "Bongtian Zhao Family, Zhao Ping'an!"

Chen Ning nodded after hearing this: "Oh, you are just the old guy who is still lustful!"

Zhao Ping'an was furious when he heard this: "You dare to be arrogant. If it weren't for the birthday of General Lu, I wouldn't be able to spare you now."

Chen Ning chuckled: "Ha, don't, I really want to see why you don't forgive me!"

Zhao Ping'an said angrily: "Okay, you can't leave Fengtian City alive when you say this to you."

Chen Ning smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait and see."

Zhao Ping'an snorted coldly. He suddenly noticed the Zhenlong chess book in Chen Ning's hand, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Isn’t this the ancient chess record he gave to the young marshal of the North?

Why is it in Chen Ning's hands now!

Zhao Ping'an said in surprise and angrily: "Where did you get your Zhenlong chess book?"

Chen Ning was stunned when he heard this, looked at the Zhenlong chess record that he had just read in his hand, and replied casually: "Is there any problem with someone else's giving it?"

Zhao Ping'an was shocked and confused when he heard this!

This ancient version of the Zhenlong chess record is an antique he treasures, which records many endgames and cracking methods of ancient Go.

For those who don’t like Go, this thing is not worth it.

For those who like Go, this thing is very interesting.

Zhao Ping'an heard that the young marshal from the north liked to play chess and was unparalleled in chess skills, so he agreed with his preferences and used the ancient Zhenlong chess record as a gift and sent someone to the young marshal.

But now why is the ancient chess book written in Chen Ning's hands?

The subconscious mind kills people!

Zhao Ping'an had sent someone to investigate Chen Ning's detailed information before, and the information showed that Chen Ning was from the Chen family.

He was expelled from the Chen family, served in the Northern Army for several years, and became an ordinary platoon leader.

Later, he retired and established Ningda with Song Bingting.

Therefore, when Zhao Ping'an saw that the chess score he gave to the young marshal was in Chen Ning's hands, he never thought that Chen Ning was the young marshal.

Zhao Ping'an felt that there were two possibilities in Chen Ning's hands: the first one might be that this chess record was borrowed by Chen Ning for the Young Marshal; the second one might be that the Young Marshal looked down on this chess record at all, abandoned it casually, and picked it up by Chen Ning.

Zhao Ping'an thinks the second possibility is more likely!

A mistake is a big mistake.

Zhao Ping'an regretted in his heart, what is the young marshal's identity? It's really insincere to give a chess book as a gift for a meeting.

While Zhao Ping'an was regretting, he secretly thanked that he came here to celebrate the birthday of the Old General Lu. He not only prepared a picture of Zhang Daqian shrimp play for Old General Lu as a gift, but also prepared a picture of Xu Beihong's galloping horse for the young marshal.

The paintings of Zhang Daqian and Xu Beihong are worth ten thousand yuan, and I believe General Lu and the Young Marshal will like them.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ping'an felt relieved. He glanced at Chen Ning, snorted coldly, and turned around and left with his subordinates.

Chen Ning and Tong Ke, and Dian Chu also vaguely heard Zhao Ping'an's entourage say, "Master, isn't that chess record the gift you gave to the young coach? Why is it in his hands?"

Zhao Ping'an: "It should be that the young marshal didn't like this gift, and he abandoned it casually, and he picked it up."

The follower said again: "Master, since the young marshal doesn't want it, then this thing is still ours. Why not grab it back?"

Zhao Ping'an said lightly: "He is a dying person, why are he doing so much to care about him!"
Chapter completed!
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