On the first card, Ren Zhen made a pair of seven small pairs, and the local tyrant brother lit the cannon, which made someone very dissatisfied.

Mr. Zhang threw the cigar aside as if angry, and scolded: "What Brazilian cigars, it's getting harder and harder to smoke, I knew that I spent this money to buy a defective product, so I might as well spend money to buy dog food to feed the dog." ”

I didn't expect the smiling tiger to scold people with a strained face, but I don't know whether to scold the cigar or the local tyrant brother?

Brother Tuhao coughed embarrassedly twice: "The first Hu, you will lose and take off your pants later, let him win, win." ”

It's just a nonsense for others, and it's not good to say anything.

Ren Zhen couldn't help but laugh secretly.

In fact, he didn't use perspective on this hand, and he didn't win by skill, but by luck. There are five small pairs on the board as soon as you come up, and then you touch a draw, so good luck, can you not be nonsense?

In the second round, the three of them drew cards almost at the same time, and only Brother Busy was still trying to draw cards. Acting frenetically with each touch, Nu threw it on the table while he watched the other two people's movements......

Ren Zhen noticed that the local tyrant always touched his face from time to time in this round, and Mr. Zhang also touched his ears from time to time.

Even if Ren Zhen is not a person in their circle, he has watched similar movies anyway, and he knows that this means that the three of them are colluding and want him to lose to death.

In order to confirm his thoughts, Ren Zhen used his clairvoyant eye skills and looked at them in turn.

It turned out that Brother Tuhao listened to Erjo, Zhang listened to the total five-cylinder, and Brother Busy had already played the cards in a mess, probably in order to cooperate with the other two.

No wonder. Zhang will always be a gambling saint.

No wonder he agreed so readily just now.

Ren Zhen understands it all this time.

Quietly, Ren Zhen rubbed his sore eyes and touched a card......

Something doesn't feel right.

Turn it over and take a look. He was taken aback. Because when I just used the clair-through eye, I took a look at it by the way. I saw that this card was a tube, but now it has been replaced by a whiteboard. The whiteboard was the one he was missing, which meant ...... Did he touch himself?

Is this because he just saw it wrong, or is someone secretly helping him?

Seeing that Ren Zhen hadn't moved for a long time, the busy brother thought that Ren Zhen had grabbed a tricky card, and he didn't dare to play it for fear of firing a gun. couldn't help but say proudly: "What's the matter, the God of Gambling has no tricks, right?" Don't pretend to be a gambler in front of us, boy. You're still there! ”

After speaking, he pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing blood-red tetracycline teeth.

Mr. Zhang had already changed a cigar and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. The curvature of the lips was like a pacifier.

The local tyrant brother is sitting in a precarious position. I looked nervous.

"Bang!"

Suddenly slammed it on the table, and then pushed down the cards in front of him, Ren Zhen said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I touched myself, and the door is clear!"

The first Hu is luck, the second self-draw is still luck, how can today's luck be so good? Could it be that the dead fat man of Nandou Xingjun is secretly helping him?

Ren Zhen was seriously skeptical.

Especially the tabula rasa that fell from the sky. It's really hard for him not to doubt it.

"It's only three days, and I don't believe it. Can your careful luck be so good? ”

It was Mr. Zhang who spoke.

What he actually wanted to say was, I don't believe that three people can't beat you with their feet, and none of them can beat you?

Fat first is not fat, winning first is not winning! Even though he said that he had ten handfuls, Ren Zhen had already won two.

This is classic self-hypnosis.

The third game.

The cards in Mr. Zhang's hand seem to be very good, and he rushes to Ren Zhen Zhile from time to time, and he doesn't stop making small movements. From time to time, use that sleep and gently tap the tabletop.

It's like sending a telegram: "This is Mr. Zhang, please support Erjo." "Something like this.

Ren Zhen still didn't use the clairvoyant eye, and using it would affect his judgment, he wanted to know if Nandou Xingjun was helping him?

The reason for this is simple. He thinks that with his terrible card skills, winning once or twice is luck, winning three or four times is luck, and if he can win all the time, it is either a ghost or a god is helping him.

In this game, Ren Zhen played without suspense, the technique was very stinky, but the cards were very good. There were even a few times when I accidentally played a card and came back with an identical card.

Sure enough, it's a three-point card skill, and a seven-point luck.

That's true!

As soon as Ren Zhen hit a nine-cylinder, Mr. Zhang shouted: "Bar!" ”

He could have been clear in front of the door, but he didn't want it. If Ren Zhen points to the bar, it is Ren Zhen's alone. If he touched himself, although he received three yuan in chips, it would be cheaper for Ren Zhen.

Before touching the card, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but sneer, perhaps fantasizing that this card could be determined by self-drawing, and the smile revealed pride. He rushed to Zhen Nunu's mouth and said, "I said Brother Feng, let's see if this one can let you order a bar, basically the remaining seven will let you play casually." ”

It's tactics.

Whether you touch it or not, you have to put pressure on the opponent and make the opponent nervous. If you are nervous, you are likely to make a mistake, and if you are nervous, you are likely to make a mistake.

"It's coming~"

Touch a card, and rub it off the surface of the card with your fingertips vigorously and slowly.

The cards are covered and no one sees what the cards are.

Mr. Zhang's expression became frustrated a little bit, and he casually threw it on the table: "Three of a kind." ”

He is weak to speak.

Brother Busy was about to touch the cards, Ren Zhen raised his hand and said, "Wait, you played obviously seven." ”

"Impossible......"

Glancing at the card table disappreciatively, Mr. Zhang was stunned and said in disbelief: "I obviously played three of a kind, how did it become seven." Impossible, what about three? ”

Brother Busy and Brother Tuhao said one after another: "Mr. Zhang, you did fight seven." ”

"Bastard thing! Can't I even tell the difference between three and seven? ”

Mr. Zhang looked at Ren Zhen dissatisfied, and always felt that something was wrong. Why did the three in the good hand become seven?

Could it be that this kid is cheating?

No, no. No.

Mahjong is obviously prepared by him, and the cards are also played out of his hand, and the other party has no chance to cheat? This doesn't make sense.

It's a bit of a wicked thing!

But the facts are right in front of you. Mr. Zhang had to admit: "Seven on seven, in the end, don't hurry up and touch the cards." ”

Ren Zhenwei smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to fight this one?" ”

This sentence is very underwhelming.

Ren Zhen has tried and tested. He found that when everyone heard this, no matter how calm they pretended, they would react. It's like a natural physiological reaction after seeing a naked woman.

So, today he said again, "Are you sure you want to hit this one?" ”

This is the third game, if he is nonsense. It means that Ren Zhen has a one-in-three chance of winning. So his words, to Mr. Zhang's ears, are no less than "Are you ready to cut your fingers?" It's a little creepy.

However, Mr. Zhang still can't figure out the number of Ren Zhen's roads.

Is it a bluff, or do you really want to be hu? However, what if it is really nonsense?

Mr. Zhang's thoughts were the same as everyone else's, and his face sank. Chong Ren Zhen said: "I don't know what your rules are in Nantian. But in our place, if you want to be nonsense, you can play cards quietly, and give me so much less nonsense! ”

scolded and scolded, and still couldn't hide his weakness.

Ren Zhen smiled slightly: "I wanted to give Mr. Zhang a chance to repent just now, but since Mr. Zhang said so, I won't have to say anything." I'm sorry, it's a big match in front of the door, Mr. Zhang, you still have a bar. How many times does this count? ”

As he spoke, he knocked the cards down. Then he looked at Mr. Zhang calmly.

The front of the door is clear, all the same, the big pair, plus the bar cannon, this time it can add up to two times more than the previous thirteen, fourteen.

Mr. Zhang's face changed and changed.

Ren Zhen won three in a row!

If you continue to fight like this, your thumb will really move.

If you don't fight, do you want money? If you just said it, does it still count?

It's a very difficult choice.

Seeing that Mr. Zhang stared at the cards in front of him for a long time and did not move, Ren Zhen said understandingly: "Do you want to take a break first?" "He wanted to go out and find the Southern Dipper. Otherwise, that elusive dead fat man should be gone again in a while.

Mr. Zhang pushed the boat down the river and said, "Then take a rest." I will change to a private room for a while, it is too unfortunate here. ”

If you lose the card, you will naturally be bad luck wherever you play.

"I'll go out for an event and come back."

Ren Zhen stretched his waist and just walked out, Mr. Zhang immediately glanced at him, and leaned against the heads of the local tyrant brother and the busy brother. The situation is pressing, and they need to change their strategy.

After a few minutes of muttering, the few sat down separately.

Mr. Zhang picked up the extinguished cigar again and lit it, took a deep breath, and said, "I think today is a bit evil, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be like this." ”

The busy brother was busy chewing betel nut and didn't answer.

Brother Tuhao looked at Brother Busy with disgust and said, "Eat, eat, I'm sick to death." I said that I was unlucky today, and it was all you Kaoru. ”

Brother Busy grinned, showing a mouthful of red teeth: "This is not my fault, the first one is the cannon you lit, and I didn't even light a cannon." By the way, Mr. Zhang, have you asked someone to check the details of this Brother Feng? I think this person is a bit not simple. ”

is so calm to gamble with the casino owner, and dare to take 20 million as a bet, is it not an ordinary person?

Mr. Zhang said: "I have checked this person, but he is just a part-time worker who lives in Nantian." You say that if I leave like this, then I won't be 10 million in vain? He has to gamble if he doesn't gamble, and I have to win if I don't win. Even if he can change seven this time, I don't believe it, he can change another one next time? ”

Mr. Zhang still had a smile on his face, but there was a chill in his eyes.

Ren Zhen went out for two turns, but still didn't see anyone, and was about to return disappointed, but heard someone talking to himself in the corner.

"If you're lucky, don't get too complacent. It's a good luck for you. ”

When I turned my head, it was Nandou Xingjun.

This time, Nandou Xingjun did not change his costume again, and he still looked and dressed up as Old Man Wu. Grinning, the wrinkles on his face can trap many flies.

Ren Zhen happily walked towards Nandou Xingjun, but when he came to him, he deliberately pretended to be very bland, and punched Nandou Xingjun with his hand: "Okay, you dead fat man, where have you died these days?" ”

Nandou Xingjun was dissatisfied: "Don't die, you should thank me." Can you win so much without me? Pay off the big color, right? Just your skills, hmph, don't even think about it. (To be continued......)