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Huang Shahan played very patiently. He wanted to play chess in various ways, so it took a lot of brainpower and was very interesting. It was almost 12 o'clock in the night. The little old man said: "I have to close the big iron gate. It's time for you to go home. Where do you live?" "I have lost too much. I am not convinced. Try again!" "At your level, you can't beat me until dawn." The little old man gave his hand another hot breath. Throughout the chess game, the little old man breathed continuously. Huang Shahan discovered that the little old man had a habit of breathing heat. When the little old man locked the big iron door, Huang Shahan walked to the door and looked at his son's home. The lights were still on.
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