After this meal, An Tianwei's luck changed strangely, Rao is Duan De and the three of them tried all kinds of means, but they were not hindered by An Tianwei's chips layer by layer, getting more and more tired, so tired that Duan De's three people were really angry, and the corners of their eyes jumped.

In less than three hours after the start of the war, the three wind circles had just finished fighting two wind circles, and An Tianwei had already won back all the money he had lost in front of him, and on this basis, he had won another four million for Duan De and the three of them.

An Tianwei didn't eat three at one, but he also ate two, among which Duan De lost the most severely, and among the four million chips, he contributed more than 2.8 million alone, and he lost tremblingly.

And this qiē, Brother Shui, who had been monitoring it all the time, didn't know about it. Before he left the monitoring screen, he had already decided that An Tianwei was a piece of waste material, how could he have thought that such a big reversal would come out later?

Now it was Duan De's turn to sweat. Although 2 million yuan is still bearable for him, but in such a short period of time, he lost so badly, and he still combined the work of three people, which was already a very severe blow to his self-confidence.

Duan De glanced at the other two, and the two of them already understood what Duan De meant.

This is to use a thousand tricks in gambling to fake!

Finally, Duan De wanted to put down his shelf and start using a thousand techniques. Losing money is still secondary, he doesn't want to lose face in front of this hillbilly, and he doesn't want to lose face in front of Brother Biao.

If An Tianwei is allowed to return with a full load today, if this news spreads, I am afraid that he will not be able to raise his head in front of Brother Biao in the future, which he will never want to see! In any case, we must stop it by all means.

The other two are from the same camp as Duan De, and Duan De's face is similar to theirs, but they don't have Duan De's obsession. They care more about winning. If you have money, you have a qiē, including face!

The three of them made eye contact in an extremely subtle way, and the meaning of their eyes was something they believed would only be understood by someone like them who had worked together so many times. Moreover, they have always thought that An Tianwei is a hillbilly and a nouveau riche, and he can't be put on the table, and in front of such a person, he will not be found out if he uses a little means.

The three of them formed a complete whole, which was more condensed than before, which was equivalent to An Tianwei confronting the three people together with his own strength.

The three of them use various means, such as making gestures to inform each other what cards they need, and even stealing cards, playing a card at the same time, using the little finger to hook a card in the palm of the hand.

So the momentum of the three of them was lifted, and they opened several handfuls in a row, as if they wanted to sweep away the decadence just now.

"A hillbilly is a hillbilly, and you never have a chance to win." Duan De came to his senses, and viciously let out a sullen breath that had just been bad in his heart.

"No, it looks like I'm the one who won now." An Tianwei told the truth.

"Don't be arrogant, see who has the last laugh."

"Oops, you robbed me of my lines."

Duan De hates! After the hillbilly had won, his mouth had become sharper, and now he was not at all ambiguous when he returned his salute, and it was not a little better than when he was in the hall.

The other two did not join in the war of words. They feel that there is time to fight, it is better to open two more cards, now there is only one wind circle left, and there is really no way to turn over if you don't seize the opportunity.

However, their momentum only lasted for a small circle of wind before it came to an abrupt halt.

Next, it is An Tianwei's world again.

Even they can't use gestures and steal cards, An Tianwei's cards are too fast.

Duan De made a big card this time, all of them are dragons, and by the way, there is a wind bar, and he has already heard the cards, and he can turn over when he draws a card at the end. An Tianwei sits at the top of him, as long as An Tianwei passes this card, it is his world.

Of course, the other two knew what type of card Duan De was holding in his hand, and this type of card was also a rare grand slam, which could be multiplied to calculate the profit.

"Guys, I'm sorry. I touched myself! An Tianwei's voice was not loud, but it was like a bolt from the blue to Duan De.

"You!" Duan Dehuo Ran stood up, his face angry.

"I'm sticky." An Tianwei looked at Duan De very curiously and innocently, does that mean that it is not allowed to paste cards?

Duan De is indeed heartwarming!

If he doesn't want to do a good job, the front is already pasted. It was because he wanted to make a big hand and stole a few needed cards from the pool that he was ready to strike. Who would have thought that a card, only one card is missing, and the success will fall short.

Duan De's heart to vomit blood is gone.

"Hey, this card is really miserable, nothing, a small card." An Tianwei was heartbroken.

Duan De grinded his teeth, eager to swallow An Tianwei straight now. Cut off people's financial roads, and still think that the cards are small?

The faces of the other two were not good-looking. Because they knew that Duan De was holding a very large and excellent card in his hand, they would rather sacrifice the small cards they wanted to open and prepare to become a big card for Duan De.

The three of them have worked together many times, and this sense of sacrifice has long been handy, and the self-drawn cards can be re-drawn into the card pool. However, it did not fulfill Duan De, but it fulfilled An Tianwei.

"I'm sorry, even if the card is small, it can be considered a win. Three, pay the bill. An Tianwei unceremoniously threw a handful of salt at the wounds of the three people, and was justifiable.

"Okay, count you ruthless!" Duan De sat down.

The next hand, there is a bar from the beginning, and there are two bars, and the three-bar star is also very rare, but Duan Decheng wants to make this card.

Lore! That's what he thought.

One of the bars, the only card in An Tianwei's house, was played out by him without hesitation. Duan De touched it, and the two bars were completed!

The last bar is Jiujo, Duan De gritted his teeth and insisted on waiting for Jiujo to come out.

On the card type, An Tianwei basically threw the cards when he saw the card, especially the eight and seven and so on by him played several hands, and nine would never want.

Duan Dejing waited for the nine to come out for another firm reason that he had already seen the nine, and that card was An Tianwei's turn to grab.

An Tianwei, who had two sevens and two eights, couldn't keep nine in a row! Duan De watched a little excitedly as An Tianwei's hand fell on the nine that had been secretly turned over before.

"Nine?" An Tianwei frowned, and looked at it again like in the card pool.

"Hillbilly, don't grind, hit if you want, paste if you want! Pinching a card in the hand for half a day can not be played, according to you can not play a wind circle in a day. Duan De snorted coldly.

"Yes. Hey......" An Tianwei's hand was raised......

Duan De and the rest of the two showed their joy, as long as the nine landed, Duan De's three-bar star will be successful, and the lore will be successful! Because the card that was spent behind the bar had been hidden in the cuffs by Duan De early, it was hooked back in the card pool earlier.

"Snap ......" An Tianwei's nine landing.