Chapter 833 - Sweating Cards
"I'm coming!" Mark rolled up his sleeves and looked eager to try.
"Can you play Mahjong?" Fu Wei asked in surprise.
"Cantonese mahjong? What kind of mahjong is that? Mark was dumbfounded, "Isn't Guangdong a state in China?" Isn't this Guangdong mahjong Chinese mahjong? You taught me last time, and you won them! β
"Mallet!" Wang Yunqiu's face turned pale, and he scolded secretly.
"The last time I taught you is to accompany all mahjong,The gameplay is extremely simple,It's upside down Hu,There are three colors on the card,Can touch the bar but can't eat,Out of the bar is not all the same colorγDark seven pairsγBig three yuan and so on!" Fu Wei explained, "But Guangdong mahjong is different, a total of 144 cards, tube, Suo, Wan, East, South, West, North Wind, Medium, Hair, White, as well as plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, spring, summer, autumn, winter these eight flowers, the play has chicken flat Hu, push down Hu, new chapter, old chapter four major factions. β
Mark scratched his head, a little bit of a puzzle, he seemed to have seen this kind of play in Chinatown before, but he had never used it, and he didn't expect the rules to be so complicated.
"Let's put it this way, do you know what is called the mixed nine, the clear nine, what is the small three, the big three, what is the small four, the big four, and what is the thirteenth? What are the cards? How many are there? β
"I know thirteen, it's thirteen different cards!" Mark shrugged, "We foreigners are not good at math, so we can't figure out what that is!" β
"Then you're still playing!" Lai Yazi said angrily, "On the table, he is a professional gunner!" β
"Haha!" Jin Wuyin laughed twice, "It's okay, with the ability to 'gamble on dragons', one against three is also a piece of cake!" β
"Er, you go!" Zheng Bu said.
"Me?!" Fu Wei was so frightened that he took two steps back and waved his hand again and again, "What are you kidding, I'll become a professional lighting user when I go up!" β
"Among our people, except for Pei Lao, you are clear about the rules! If you don't get it, who will? After Zheng Bu finished speaking, he muttered a few words in Fu Wei's ear.
"This ...... Okay? β
"Dead horses should be live horse doctors!" Zheng Bu patted Fu Wei on the shoulder, "I don't expect you to win, just don't light the gun!" β
"Boss, you're taking this too simply, let's let Mark do it!" Fu Wei is still a little stage frightened, "Although this foreign devil is a little stupid, there will be no problem in understanding this gameplay!" β
"Well, let Mark get on it!" Bechon said, "Just tell him your strategy!" β
Zheng Bu was stunned, his voice just now was very small, could it be that this old man also heard it?
After the table, did not play a few cards, Wang Yunqiu knew Mark's wishful thinking - with Zhang, I will follow what you play, fortunately this is playing Guangdong mahjong, will not calculate the final card, if you play the bloody battle of Sichuan hemp, Mark can lose the underwear.
This practice has the advantage of avoiding the firing gun, but it also has a disadvantage - ignoring the fact that Guangdong mahjong can eat cards, which is also known as feeding the chapter. In order to compete in gambling, Bei Qiong and Jin Jue naturally made a rival, and Mark and Wang Yunqiu were in Jin Jue and Bei Qiong's upper house respectively, in principle, Wang Yunqiu and Mark will definitely not feed their enemies, but there are thousands of means on the gambling table, and it is definitely not so simple.
"I'll hit 30,000 too!" Mark took out a card from the miserable board and slapped it on the table with a "snap", he liked this kind of gambling more and more, it didn't take any brains, just be a copier.
"Eat!" Jin Hao took out two mahjong cards and played one of them.
"Eat? What does it mean to eat? Mark asked curiously, "Can I also draw cards?" β
"Of course you can, not only eat cards, but also drink cards!" Wang Yunqiu said humorously.
"How do you drink cards?" Mark reverently asked, "Could you please demonstrate and let me go back...... ...... I went back, what did I say about that Chinese word? That's right, show off, and let me go back to show off! β
"Giggles!" Long Ling'er laughed out loud again, seemingly not caring about the outcome of this gamble at all.
"Oh my God, it's a shame, it's better for me to get on!" Fu Wei said with a thump on his chest.
"Huh!" Jin Jue pushed the cards in front of him, "All self-draw, four times!" β
"Hey, congratulations, congratulations!" Mark understands that this "self-draw" is going to lose money, and generously puts up his chips.
After the first two rounds, Bei Qiong's side was completely in decline, although there were occasional counterattacks, but it was still more losses and fewer wins, and almost half of the five million won in the first game was lost. If this situation continues, I'm afraid that if it doesn't take until the third round, Bei Qiong will already be powerless.
"Little witch, get ready to do it!" Zheng Bu quietly moved to the side and gave Long Ling'er a look.
"Not so pessimistic!" Long Ling'er whispered, "The second half is estimated to be better?" β
"What do you mean?"
"You just see that Mark has lost money, but you don't see the role played by this foreign devil, pay attention to his methods!" Long Ling'er made a look, "From the first game, Wang Yunqiu and Jin Jue were sweating and making cards when they shuffled the cards. β
After Long Ling'er reminded him of this, Zheng Bu immediately put all his attention on Mark's hands.
The last one has just ended, the four of them are shuffling the cards with their hearts, Wang Yunqiu and Jin Jue's movements are extremely fast, taking the opportunity to turn over mahjong, Wang Yunqiu and Jin Jue pressed the good cards into the palm, although the hands kept "banging" scrubbing, but in fact they were doing cards. Mark teased with a hippie smile, and shuffled the cards like the two of them, but when his fingers were intertwined, he secretly swapped the mahjong under the palms of the two.
"This ...... No foul? Zheng Bu asked dumbfounded.
"Foul?" Long Ling'er sneered, "This is the real bet, if you follow the rules, then what's the point!" β
"That'...... Isn't Bei Lao too much of a loss! β
He ...... I'm afraid he remembers more cards than anyone else, so take a closer look at his stacking moves! β
Zheng Bu turned his head to look and saw that Bei Qiong was picking up cards and code cards, probably because of his blindness, and the code cards were not placed evenly, and he needed to combine his hands together to make a righting and squeezing action. When aligning the mahjong tiles, Zheng Bu seemed to see Bei Qiong's fingers sweeping over the mahjong tiles one by one, this action is extremely fast, even if you look at it carefully, it is difficult to find.
"Could it be...... Did he memorize all the cards he had stacked? β
"That's right!" Long Ling'er nodded, "The blind man's sense of hearing and touch is extremely sensitive, not to mention that he was already a gambling king before he went blind, so he didn't need to touch the entire card at all, he only needed to touch a part of it!" It's not just the cards he stacks, but when he touches the cards, he knows he'll know what the next few cards are! β
"So godly?" Zheng Bu's mouth opened wide in surprise, "This...... How is this possible? β
"How could it not be? Just now those are making cards, in addition to sweating, just use nails, sharp objects to leave marks on mahjong! Long Ling'er said, "Look at that Jin Jue, with such a big platinum ring, you think it's an ornament!" β
"Damn, that's a!" Zheng Bu pursed his lips, "Just play the cards directly, it's so hard to save it!" β
"This kind of gambling is not about the cards, nor the card skills, but about the thousands of skills and people's hearts!" Long Ling'er dragged her cheeks and said with interest, "Otherwise, how boring it is, insiders watch the doorway, laymen watch the excitement, get ready to watch a good show!" β
I don't know if it was really seen through by Long Ling'er, or if she was right, from the third circle, the situation slowly reversed, and Bei Qiong's side was no longer overwhelmed, but evenly matched. Mark is no longer a complete photocopier, he actually learned to play "raw cards", and every time he is safe, he even played a few good cards, and successfully fed a few good cards to Bechon.
Mark's mouth has never been idle, shouting for a while, humming and chirping for a while, and becoming a studious student for a while, chattering and asking all kinds of questions, Jin Jue is quite bearable, but Wang Yunqiu frowned, he really wanted to sew up his broken mouth with his own hands.
But the loss of the first two laps was difficult to recover, and after the end of the four laps, Bei Qiong only barely recovered a little loss, and the gambling money in his hand was barely enough for three million.