I'm a dragon sparrow in Tokyo

Chapter 32
No one knew that in the short time Jiang Xu touched the cards, his psychology changed drastically.

His behavior of waiting until the cards are all ready to open them together is also very common, and many people have this habit.

The other three people at the card table were also taking the time to sort out their cards, all their minds were also tied to the cards, and they didn't notice any abnormalities in Jiang Xu.

At this time, the cashier brother standing behind Jiang Xu and recording the card score saw Jiang Xu's starting hand clearly, and shook his head slightly.

After recording it, he quietly walked behind Ryosuke Ishihara, and his eyes lit up after seeing his cards clearly.

There are two red cards in the starting hand, and there are active cards, as long as they can be touched, they are at least in hand.

As long as you can draw yourself, the game is over.

Naturally, Shi Yuan also understood this truth, looking for a moment in the starting hand, and played a [-] card.

He wants to make the momentum to break Yaojiu, so that the rest of the players at the poker table can rest assured to play their cards.

The moment he stood up the cards, Jiang Xu sorted out the hand in his mind.

The number tiles accounted for less than half of them. There were pancakes, locks, and ten thousand characters, and they were all concentrated around one, two, three, seven, eight, nine, but only one was a nineteenth tile.

At first glance, the card patterns are very chaotic, but if you look closely, it looks like a mixed all-band Yaojiu.

However, if this hand is really made, maybe there is still hope for a reverse three.

But Jiang Xu didn't seem to notice Dai Yaojiu's figure, and when it was his turn to draw a card, he drew in a useless white board, and when he played a card, he directly played an eight cake.

The card game advances round and round.

In the fortune space.

Following Jiang Xu's rounds, he picked up the cards and then played them out.

The gloomy thoughts are like real bubbles, breaking and dissipating one by one.

Only the last thin layer remained, but it never faded.

It was as if Jiang Xu deliberately didn't want to sense luck.

Qi Yunsi sensed this spiritually and seemed to understand something.

Turning around, he resolutely rushed into the turbulent flow of luck that was constantly turbulent, as if roaring the Yellow River, and was washed to the end all at once.

The thread of luck turned around and adjusted its direction to face Jiang Xu's colorful figure in the fortune space.

Then, head against the current!

The third tour.

Jiang Xu played a piece of eight strings, but was touched by the old man of the previous family.

He took advantage of the opportunity to draw an extra card, nine cakes.

In the fortune space, an undercurrent of fortune suddenly surged up.

The Qi Luck Silk that was 'crossing' was driven forward and rushed forward.

Sixth tour.

After seeing the drawn cards clearly, the old man shook his head, it was Zhang Beifeng.

He hasn't entered a single card since the deputy was exposed, and he still draws two cards up to now.

As soon as Beifeng played, the old man shifted his eyes to Jiang Xu, wanting to see his situation, and found that Jiang Xu's cards were all middle cards in the first few rounds.

'This young man, what cards are he doing? '

Before the old man had time to think about it, Jiang Xu cut it with his hands and slapped him with a north wind.

On the next round, Jiang Xu hit a blank board again.

'Starting to clean up the cards, it seems that they have begun to enter cards. '

The old man thought to himself, but still focused most of his attention on Ryosuke Ishihara.

As long as he doesn't let go of the pistol, it doesn't matter who plays the cards, Matsuo or Jiang Xu.

Feeling the eyes cast on him go away, Jiang Xu's face remained unchanged, silently looking at the cards in his hand.

Seven kinds of eight cards.

A scholar of the state, seeing the grandeur for the first time.

The game soon came to the middle stage.

Ninth tour.

Matsuo hit the red middle.

Was touched by banker Ishihara Ryosuke.

In the fortune space, another turbulent undercurrent rushed towards Ishihara Ryosuke like a giant python.

The thread of luck suffered an indiscriminate disaster, and was buried deep in the river of fortune by the aftermath.

'The python crossing the river' briefly suppressed the somewhat chaotic turbulence.

The thread of luck that was swept into the deep layer of fortune rushed up through an undercurrent.

In the temporarily calm river of fortune, I struggled to swim a little further.

If one survives, there will be future fortunes.

Jiang Xu stretched out his hand to touch the card, and the card was absolutely red.

So far, the shape of his hand has become nine kinds of eleven cards.

National scholars, emerging.

The tenth tour, No.11 tour.

Jiang Xu scored two in a row.

Jiu Suo, who had only two cards left, also got one.

Eleven kinds of twelve cards!

National scholars, always listen.

However, No. 12 Xun, after drawing the cards, the banker Ryosuke Ishihara cut a treasure card for [-] yuan.

As the banker, he actually played a treasure card of [-] when he was in the vice Luhong.

The message of the release is already evident.

Listening to cards, or about to listen to cards.

Jiang Xu's body trembled unconsciously, as if his heart had missed a beat, and his mood was tense for the whole game.

It suddenly became chaotic.

After Matsuo understood the message, he decisively abandoned Hu.

The old man played a real card, but still managed to keep the card type.

Staring at the cards of each house for a long time.

Jiang Xucai reached out to touch the cards.

And when his fingers touched the front texture of the card, Jiang Xu's heart suddenly calmed down.

In the space of fortune.

With the abandonment of the two families, a large area of ​​fortune suddenly lost its shape and collapsed.

With less shackles, the thread of luck rushed forward again, and was about to approach Jiang Xu's beautiful figure.

Jiang Xu withdrew his hand and placed the card he had just drawn on the far right.

whiteboard.

One last whiteboard.

Jiang Xu's unparalleled national card was completed quietly.

Play [-], listen to Pai Gow cake.

Jiang Xu had no other cards to choose from.

[-] shot.

However, Shi Yuan didn't even glance at Jiang Xu's card, and went straight to draw it.

When he saw clearly the cards he had drawn, he couldn't help but blink, and directly cut a [-] card from his hand.

Now the three players at the poker table understood.

Ishihara in the previous tour was choosing between two choices, and finally decided to give up the [-] and [-] sets with the treasure card [-], leaving another set of players.

Obviously, he made the right choice.

Just now, he really listened to the cards.

Matsuo had already abandoned Hu, so naturally it didn't matter.

The old man sighed slightly, made [-] yuan, and gave up his beard.

It was Jiang Xu's turn to draw cards again.

Jiang Xu stared at the card he was about to draw.

The whole person is suddenly like a deep and gloomy abyss, no longer revealing the slightest breath.

Ishihara Ryosuke faintly sensed something was wrong.

The old man Pi Zi jumped down unconsciously.

It seemed that as long as Jiang Xu got this card in his hand, some shocking changes would happen.

Sensing the atmosphere on the field, Matsuo Jiro couldn't help holding his breath.

However, although the three of them were more or less different, none of them could change the order in which Jiang Xu drew cards.

This card was destined to be touched by Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu's palm moved closer to the card wall little by little.

The eyes of the three people on the field all converged, focusing on his palm.

Jiang Xu even felt as if the back of his hand was being burned by some kind of light, which was extremely unnatural.

But this does not prevent him from drawing cards.

In the space of fortune.

With the oppression of Ishihara Ryosuke, Matsuo and the old man completely abandoned their beards.

The old man gathered [-] points of chips, and the mountain of fortune, which stood tall like a mountain, was like a snow mountain avalanche.

Boom boom boom!
The turbulent waves from behind brought great power.

The thread of luck in the torrent is also driven by this general trend, and resolutely rushes towards the gloomy thought-seeding barrier in front of the colorful figure.

Jiang Xu withdrew his hand and glanced at the card.

Nine cakes.

"I touched myself."

At some point, the cashier brother who turned to Jiang Xu to record the card score, almost couldn't control his mouth and wanted to shout out.

I had no choice but to lift the notebook up to cover my face, so as not to disturb the contestants because of my abnormality.

The cashier boy yelled dozens of times in his heart, self-touching, the country is unparalleled.

But Jiang Xu's hand didn't even tremble slightly.

Very naturally, he placed the nine cakes on the far right side of the card.

Then he took a [-] card from the far left and played it straight.

The national scholar Wushuang, who had already played his cards, was given up by Jiang Xu in such an understatement.

What's more, he has already heard all the national scholars in his hand. After listening to thirteen cards, he couldn't catch a single one.

Can only rely on self-drawing.

(End of this chapter)