Chapter 22 Lianzhuang

"Hugh again?"

"Alas・・・・・・"

Yang Lihuan and the others began to sigh and complain again, feeling that this feng shui will really turn, and finally it was the turn of the little boy who had been carrying it, although this game was just a self-touch, not as good as the previous game, Yang Lihuan had made some money, but now he has lost, and he has to throw it out again.

"Finally, it's my turn to sit on the bank."

Lin Fan rubbed the dice with a smile: "I haven't been in the village for more than 20 rounds, so it's time for me to be in the village." With that, he threw the dice, and a new round began・・・・・・

Time passed, it seemed that God really listened to Lin Fan's words, this time he really connected the village after he sat in the village, and his Lianzhuang was bigger than the Lianzhuang before Yang Lihuan and the other three, because he was self-touching three times.

After three times in a row, the white-shirted boy and the purple-robed boy began to scold, the previous smiling face had not appeared since Lin Fan's golden general, and now they all have a stinky face, and the tone of speech is no longer so polite, and the most essential nature of a person's heart is finally stimulated.

Yang Lihuan was still smiling reluctantly at first, but after Lin Fan sat in the village three times, the reluctant smile on his face disappeared, he calculated Lin Fan's son of Lianzhuang, and found that the rest of his son was not enough to compensate, and his face also turned into a stinky face, but it had not yet reached the realm of the other two scolding.

The people around are very strange, wasn't the table in the corner the biggest laugh at first, why are they all scolding like their own side now, I thought that the quality of the people at that table was high, and I couldn't imagine that they were all the same.

The middle-aged wealthy businessman who was driven away by Yang Lihuan before took a look here, and found that the person who occupied his position was also a stinky face at the moment, and the smiling faces on the faces of the white-shirted young man and the purple-robed young man were nowhere to be found, scolding, presumably losing money.

The middle-aged rich businessman moved his eyes to the little boy and found that he had not changed much, as before, he still had the same calm and breezy expression, calm and calm, before the middle-aged rich businessman thought that the little boy had a good mentality, and his face did not change at all when he lost, but now that he has won, there is no joy on his face.

The middle-aged wealthy businessman suddenly found that the light breeze on the young man's face was not calm, but confident! From beginning to end, he was very confident, although he lost in the front, he believed that he would win in the end・・・・・・ fortunately, the position was robbed, otherwise I am afraid that it is himself who is suffering now, the middle-aged rich businessman thought about it and quickly retracted his gaze, and his expression was as calm and confident as that little boy.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Fan has been in Zhuang for six games, before the start of the seventh game, their stomachs are really hungry, Yang Lihuan and the three of them have no intention of eating, they only call the baked cakes downstairs and gnaw on them, Lin Fan is now the big winner, the winner always knows how to enjoy, next to his seat is a fragrant table of side dishes, as well as wine, wine Lin Fan didn't drink a drop, Shan Xiong has already wrapped it.

For the first time, the people here saw a young master treat his subordinates so well, not only eating with the young master, but also eating wine and food as much as he wanted, what a good treatment this is, a single male in a servant suit really doesn't look like a subordinate should be, and his behavior can be seen that the guys in the mahjong parlor are both envious and jealous.

Lin Fan only ate a few bites of food before he had to put down his chopsticks, Yang Lihuan and the three of them didn't have such good patience now, the three of them all had a blue face, scolding, at this moment they were like the faces of those people that Lin Fan saw when he first came in.

Lin Fan didn't care about their unceremonious attitude, and smiled confidently indifferently, seeing that they were more and more atmospheric, they really didn't expect that the people who had been carrying it just now had such good luck at the moment, and it was better than what they just had, most of them were Pinghu, and there were very few self-draws, but this guy, these few rounds are all self-draws!

The white-shirted young man played his cards cautiously, and at the same time pondered, thought for a while and seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, stared at Lin Fan and asked coldly: "The cards we can win in the previous twenty games are basically the cards you played to make us Hu, why haven't you played a let Hu now, eight rounds, all of them are your own Hu, and most of them are self-draws... ”

The white-shirted young man's words immediately attracted the attention of Yang Lihuan and the purple-robed young man, who obviously believed the white-shirted young man's words, and they were all staring at Lin Fan tightly at the moment.

Lin Fan played a card and smiled disappreliantly: "Since you think so, what do you think my purpose is?" Why did I deliberately lose to you, and lose 20 games in a row? ”

The white-shirted young man couldn't say a reason, and he didn't think of a suitable reason for a long time, and finally said confidently: "Who knows what your purpose is, but you always have a purpose, and you lose on purpose, otherwise how can you be so evil, if you don't Hu will not be Hu for twenty games in a row, and one Hu will be connected to Hu, how can there be such an evil thing in the world!" ”

Lin Fan glanced at the white-shirted young man and said with a smile: "Feng Shui always has to take turns, I have only won eight games now, but I have lost twenty games, not even half, are you in such a hurry?" Didn't you still live and die when someone next to you came to grab the position just now, and swore that he was going to give me a copy, and now I did what you wanted, and turned the book, but as soon as you turned the book, you began to blush? ”

"Just turned the book?"

The white-shirted young man didn't seem to blush at what he said before, and said coldly: "After you made the golden general in the first game, you have already turned over the book, and you have earned more than 20 times, and now everyone owes you 145 sons, a total of more than 400 pieces, that is... Two hundred times, you still say that you just turned the book? ”

Lin Fan smiled: "This brother Tai's arithmetic is good, ・・・・・・ forehead"

He touched his nose and smiled: "According to your calculations, I have won a lot, hehehe・・・・・・"

"Just now you deliberately let us win, but now you keep winning, you... You... are a big liar, deliberately let us eat some sweetness in the early stage, and then wipe us out in the later stage!"

The purple-robed young man pointed at Lin Fan and shouted, and the white-shirted young man then echoed and shouted, scolding, this table attracted the onlookers of the surrounding people, they didn't come over directly, just looked at this side on their own table, they knew that the table was now very gunpowder, and it was very likely to be affected in the past.

Lin Fan didn't care at all, playing cards slowly, eating slowly, the words of the two teenagers were in his ears, Lin Fan's lazy style made the two teenagers more and more atmospheric, but they were just talking about it, and they didn't dare to do it, and they didn't touch Lin Fan's bottom line, so they were still sitting there now.

Yang Lihuan's eyes had been paying attention to Lin Fan, he had gradually believed the words of the two young men, and suddenly he asked Lin Fan in a cold voice: "What is the purpose?" (To be continued.) )