Chapter 594: Chapter 594

Because Zhuge Yu, Fatty, Ah Biao were injured, they had the time to stop and rest.

However, they were used to being busy and were not used to resting all of a sudden. Chen Meng’er also understood, so when she was free, she pulled Elder Liu to accompany Zhuge Yu, Fatty and Ah Biao to accompany them.

“Hey, Fatty, where are your hands? Don’t think that my eyes aren’t good because I’m old. Let me tell you, those small actions of yours can’t escape my eyes.”

Just as Fatty made a move, he was caught by Elder Liu.

And Fatty, who was caught, was not embarrassed at all. He smiled and withdrew his hand. With a cheeky smile, he said, “Oh, Sir, you misunderstood me. I saw that this chess piece was a little crooked. I’ll make it stand straight.”

Chen Meng’er cherished such a happy and relaxed time.

As for Skinny, these few days had been miserable. Because Zhuge Yu, Fatty, and Ah Biao were injured and in a period of recuperation, he had to pick up their slack.

Although they had already caught a few of the spies in the Green Gang’s Japanese branch, Chen Meng’er and the others did not know how many the Hongbei family had planted. Therefore, during this special period, Skinny had to handle everything.

Chen Meng’er wanted to help Skinny, but Elder Liu, glared and said, “Meng’er, you’ve been pushing yourself too much lately.”

Once Elder Liu said that, how could Skinny still let Chen Meng’er handle those troublesome matters?

“Sir, there’s a call for you.” Chen Meng’er was just thinking about what Skinny was busy with when Skinny ran over, looking at Elder Liu with a strange expression. He then looked at Chen Meng’er.

“Who’s calling me?” Elder Liu put down the chess piece in his hand. “Fatty, you lost again.”

When Fatty heard that he had lost again, he looked dejected. In the past two days, he had not won a single time when he played chess. Not only with Elder Liu, but also with Chen Meng’er, Zhuge Yu, and Ah Biao. Fatty said dejectedly, “Sigh, looks like I don’t have the ability to play chess.”

When Skinny heard Fatty’s words, he glared at Fatty. Fatty really didn’t know how to appreciate his blessings. If he lost in chess, then so be it. Skinny remembered the reason he came. “Sir, it’s Marquis Yuwen calling.”

“Grandpa Yuwen is calling, huh? Uncle Skinny, why do you have that expression?” Chen Meng’er, who was the only one who noticed Skinny’s expression, asked.

“Ahem. It’s nothing.” Skinny did not expect Chen Meng’er to notice his expression. He really did not know how to answer Chen Meng’er’s question.

“Yuwen Hou, that old fellow, eh? Why is he calling?” Elder Liu complained, but he had already stood up and was ready to answer the phone.