Losing three games of mahjong in a row, what kind of blow is it for Tianyujiu, who has only one strength, Tang Xuan does not know.

Tang Zhao didn't want to ruin Tianjiu's hobby because of today's incident, so during the short break, Tang Zhao felt extremely guilty.

But now he can't say anything to stop this gamble, even if it is likely that the one who will meet Tianqi Jiu is another defeat.

No matter what, Tang Qiu, as a friend, must also choose to believe in Tianqijiu.

If he wants to win the game on the final round, he must win, and the winning hand will be bigger than all colors.

As long as the three Bu brothers dragged Tian Jiu and didn't let him play the big cards, then they could even win this gamble without a fight, because they didn't have to care whether they could win in this game.

In the process of the fourth shuffle, every shuffle of the cards is very slow, it should be said that it looks very stiff and not smooth.

His eyes focused on the mahjong tiles on the table in front of him, which was the love of his life, and the sound of mahjong collisions sounded in his ears countless times, better than thousands of staggered chips.

Each mahjong tile was accurately captured in the line of sight by Tian Jiujiu, his body seemed to be silent at the bottom of a blue ocean, when he raised his eyes, the many mahjong tiles were like close friends who had been separated for many years, one by one smiled at it.

Tianqijiu stretched out his hand and touched the soul of mahjong.

After the tiles were built, the four of them began to draw the tiles again in a fixed direction.

Everything didn't seem out of the ordinary, and Tian Jiu's behavior was still the same as in the previous games, but every movement was much slower.

This slowness gives the impression that it is lagging behind, so backward that it is impossible to catch up with the opponent in front of you.

For many years, Tianjiu has been such a person.

He is different from Tang Qiu, who deliberately retains his strength and is known as the passing god of war, he really doesn't point other talents anywhere.

Whether it is studying or sports, Tianqijiu is firmly in the first place.

It's not that Tian Jiujiu hasn't tried to work hard, it's just as if fate is joking with him, what he is not good at is not good at it.

Fortunately, his parents also respect Tianjiu very much, and they didn't think he was unproductive because he was in the bottom all the year round, and even sent him to a full stop high school that is famous for educating people.

In the past 17 years of Tianjiu's life, the only thing he is good at is playing mahjong.

He couldn't recall when he discovered his specialty, as if coming to his senses, he could sit at any table of Tianzi No. 1 and win everyone to the bottom.

It's just that in order to have more repeat customers in its own Tianzi No. 1 chess and card room, Tianqi Nine basically does not join the game.

Mahjong is a very special existence for the Tianqijiu, only the moment when the mahjong card is held, the Tianqijiu feels that he is not inferior.

When he holds mahjong tiles, he is a general who gallops on the battlefield and wins every battle.

Now he had cards in his hand, as if he were holding a cold spear.

After the draw was over, Tianqi Jiu deducted all the cards on the table.

He didn't pick up any of the cards, nor did he try to reach for them to discern what cards were in front of him.

He just looked at the thirteen mahjong tiles on the table, and a warm current suddenly welled up in his heart.

When a person picks up his faith and looks firmly at the road ahead, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, then he can overcome all the thorns until he has the light of hope in his hands.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Bu Nian whispered a word in his mouth, and then continued to play cards as usual.

He originally wanted to give Tianqi Jiu some face, but now that this kid has a mental problem at the end of the loss, he has become so arrogant, so don't blame the three of him for not showing mercy to his subordinates.

"Three cylinders."

Bu Xin played a hand, and Bu Nian immediately touched the card, which also skipped the drawing of the nine days.

Although the three brothers shuffled the cards as usual, there was still a discrepancy between the cards they got and what they thought.

None of the three of them knew why this was happening, and the shuffle speed of tomorrow's nine was already slow to the limit.

"Gojo."

"Eat."

"Sixty thousand."

"Bump."

"Seven cylinders."

"Bump."

In this way, the nine days in a row did not have any chance to draw cards and play cards.

In the field of mahjong, if a person can not touch the cards for a long time to play cards, then the probability of him winning will also be reduced, because everyone will rely on the process of drawing cards to shuffle the hand to their own satisfaction, that is, let themselves get a more favorable card type, which is also the basic way of mahjong.

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Finally, it was the turn of the nine to draw the cards.

"Eighty thousand."

After Tian Jiujiu finished speaking, he reached out and opened the card he wanted to touch directly, as if he knew in advance which direction any mahjong tile on the table was in.

The three brothers of the Bu family looked at each other, and no one knew what kind of medicine was sold in the Nine Gourds of the Heavenly Order.

Because they had already made the cards in advance when they shuffled the cards, even if Tian Jiujiu was good at keeping cards and could even remember the position of all the cards on the table, then he should not know the exact position of each card after the three Bu brothers had deliberately done the cards.

Unless......

The Nine of Heaven predicted the cards each of them made.

This is unrealistic, unimaginable, and even in the many years that the three Bu brothers became demons and gambled, they had never experienced it.

Tianqi Jiu did not hide or hide, so he put this almost negligible probability in front of the three Bu brothers.

He was telling the three people around him that he could do such a thing.

After a few more rounds of cards, Bu Nian twisted the cards with his fingers, but did not immediately play the cards.

He was thinking, thinking about the row of mahjong tiles held by Tianqijiu, what kind of cards they were.

The three brothers have a clear division of labor, and each person makes different cards, so under normal circumstances, most of the poor worms who fall into the trap can only draw a bad hand.

In the previous game, Tian Jiu had tried to see all the colors, but unfortunately it was only one step away, and unfortunately failed.

Because the cards he touched after making the cards were different from what he had expected, Bu Nian couldn't be sure what the cards in the hand of Tian Jiu Jiu were, and Tian Qi Jiu played any cards, and it was impossible to see what he was thinking.

In the previous three games, Bu Nianhu's all-color was the biggest card type.

All the colors in mahjong is not the biggest type of winning cards, the problem is that the day of the nine leaves nothing to play the card, it is really incomprehensible.

After some thought to no avail, Bu Nian had to blame Tianqijiu's behavior on mental instability and forced it to rot, and continued to play the mahjong card duel.

The strange thing is that the three brothers of the Bu family have not been able to touch the hand they want, and they have not got the hand they want from each other, so naturally they can't feed the cards at will.

The game seemed to be at an impasse, and the three brothers tried to make up for the lack of cards in their hands, but they were always just a little short of winning.

The so-called technique refers to the change of cards in the sleeves, which is also the reason why the three Bu brothers wear clothes with wide sleeves.

It stands to reason that by exchanging the cards you want with a very fast ghost hand from your sleeve robe, you can disguise yourself as a self-drawn winning hand, and this is the end of the gamble.

But every time they swapped out of their robes, the cards they didn't originally want were the cards they originally wanted, and it was like hell.

The three of them didn't know what the anomaly was, and when they looked at Tianqi Jiu, the latter just stared at the mahjong tiles on the table, and didn't care about the unkind eyes of the three of them.

Although the three Bu brothers suspected that Tian Jiu had done something, the problem was that Tian Jiu was just an ordinary person, and if he wanted to do something under the noses of these three old gamblers, it was basically tantamount to fishing for the moon.

There are fewer and fewer tiles on the table, which means that the game is getting closer and closer to the end.

The three brothers of the Bu family are not far from winning, but they are not playing cards with each other, and at the same time they are irritable, they have to use conservative tactics, that is, they do not expect themselves to win, but limit Tianjiu from letting him win.

After a few more rounds, there were only ten mahjong tiles left on the table.

And at this moment, Tianqijiu didn't even open the door.

Opening the door means that there must be a card or a card on the surface, otherwise you can't win.

I didn't even open the door, so what kind of winning cards are we talking about?

Tang Zhao, who was watching the battle not far away, faced this situation, and his heart was also half cold.

Wanting to turn defeat into victory from the three Bu brothers in this situation is basically equivalent to a fool's dream.

Bu Chu and Bu Xin are extremely comfortable in the face of the current situation, and sit back and wait for all the cards to be drawn to form a flow game, that is, no one wins the cards.

But at this moment, Bu Nian, who was relatively cautious among the three brothers, focused his attention on the cards that had appeared on the table.

After comparing it with the hand in front of him, he looked at the thirteen cards that were still on the table, and for a moment, there seemed to be a lightning bolt in Bu Nian's mind, making his scalp tingle.

"It's thirteen, he wants to see thirteen!"

Bu Nian's words exploded in the field like thunder, not only the four people at the table, but even the expressions of Tang Xi and the dragon cub who were watching the battle changed instantly.

Thirteen is a special card type in mahjong, which refers to the thirteen cards composed of the first and ninth of the three types of cards in the east, west, south, north and south, and white plus the cylinder ten thousand.

Of course, there is no need to open the door for this type of hand, and after making up these thirteen cards, as long as any pair appears in them, you can win.

In other words, the fourteenth card can be any of the thirteen cards.

Thirteen is bigger than all colors, as long as the nine of the last ten cards touch any of the thirteen cards, that day of the nine will win.

But even so, if he had those thirteen cards at the beginning of the game, he wouldn't have seen any of them near the end.

Therefore, there is only one reason why Tian Jiujiu has not announced his winning hand until now.

He already has two of the same cards out of the thirteen cards, and the last card he's missing hasn't come up yet.

Bu Nian's gaze quickly swept over the table, and after making eye contact with the other two companions, the three of them quickly summed up a few cards that Tianqi Jiu might need with their past experience.

As long as these cards are pinched in the hand and not played, the last remaining ten mahjong tiles, the probability of self-draw is even lower.

"You have to touch yourself......"

Tang Qiu whispered softly in his mouth, with the ardent hope for Tianqi Jiu in his heart, he had never been so nervous, maybe what he could compare with his current mood was probably only the panic when he found Qin Zheng leaving his side.

When it was Bu Nian's turn to draw the cards, he touched the cards, and only the last three cards were left to draw.

He looked at the hand in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

That's a chicken.

Judging from the current situation, among the thirteen cards in Tianqijiu's hand, the only one missing is the chicken.

Now that Bu Nian has touched a chicken, he originally had a chicken in his hand, and Bu Chu and Bu Xin had already signaled through their eyes, telling Bu Nian that they each had a chicken.

Now the four chickens are in the hands of the three Bu brothers, and Tian Jiu has no chance of winning.

Bu Nian put the cards in his hand on the table, learning the appearance of Tianqi Jiu, and his expression looked calm and relaxed.

After Bu Chu and Bu Xin each touched the cards, there was only one card left for Tianqi Jiu to touch.

He touched the card, and the game was over.

Tian Jiu looked at the last tile-playing tile in the pile, and in his perspective, a face that was incomparably familiar to him appeared on the back of the card.

That's a girl with clear eyebrows, a good handwriting, and her sister who is good at painting is called a double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting.

Tian Jiu once had a mahjong tile that was like a talisman to him, and he later gave this mahjong tile to the girl he loved so much.

And that card is the one he needs most right now.

If the chicken was still in his pocket, maybe he wouldn't have to be in such an embarrassing predicament at the moment.

If all this was arranged by fate, that day Jiujiu could only choose to accept it all.

It's just that God is called God precisely because he can perform miracles.

If transferring your amulet to the woman you love will make you weak, it is not the result that the god of mahjong wants to see.

If you have a flaw, just smooth it out until it's gone.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Tianqijiu stretched out his hand towards the last mahjong tile in front of everyone's eyes.

As he flopped, he muttered softly, as if he were reuniting with an old friend after a long absence.

"We'll meet again, Chicken."

Tian Jiu turned over the last mahjong card, and it was his favorite chicken.

"What! No way! ”

Bu Nian's eyes widened, he opened his hand, only to find that he had two cards in his hand, one of which had turned into a six-cylinder.

When the last mahjong tile on the table was revealed, Tang Zhao, who was already so nervous that he stood up, was so excited that he jumped up directly.

"Tianjiu, you are my god!"

Not only Tang Xuan, but even the dragon cub who had always been calm and calm when encountering things on the side, also felt his heart beat faster because of the surprise at this moment.

People want to see miracles happen because they believe in miracles.

Tian Jiu opened his hand and spread it on the table, plus the chicken he had drawn himself, which just formed the winning hand of the thirteen.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was very natural, and he was not proud that he had played such a difficult card pattern in front of these three people.

Victory is not arrogant and defeat is not discouraged, in order to go further and further on the road of mahjong.

"You're a thousand!"

Bu Nian stood up and slapped the table with his palm, all of which lost his original kindness and kindness.

Tian Jiu just sat there and looked at the furious Bu Nian, and there was no fear in his smile.

"Three, conced."

His tone sounded as refreshing, as refreshing as a glass of cold lemonade on a hot summer day.

The thirteen of the nine Hu are bigger than the other three Hu, and it is needless to say who the final winner of this gamble is.

Facing the three monsters of the Toad Clan with the body of a mortal, and reversing the gorgeous victory at the last moment, it is indeed exciting for people to be excited.

The Thirteen Men also have another name, known as the Warrior of the Kingdom.

Tian Jiu liked the name.