Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning.

Chapter 14 Unimaginable Card Reading Skills

After four and a half villages, the time has come to six o'clock in the afternoon.

Rima's professional games usually only play two and a half dealers. Although the atmosphere of the game between the Nanmeng family brothers and sisters and the Matsumi family sisters is relatively relaxed, and the playing cards are not so particular, it is not a high-intensity game. After one and a half villages have been defeated, they have reached the limit of their spirit.

Mental work is not less costly than physical exercise.

Just like the online writers who write at home with the air conditioner blowing and drinking ice cream, they often complain because they cannot write exciting stories. Sometimes they even spend an entire afternoon just thinking about a tone and word.

Not only did he lose his hair, but he also stayed up late and got angry, causing his skin to become dull and slack. He couldn’t write a word even if he wanted to break his scalp. In the end, he could only succumb to his desire and started a happy game. I found that I had not produced any output from my labor for a day, and it was extremely painful for my soul to be consumed by my thoughts of mental sinking and forced cheering up.

Looking at the little balance left on a certain Alipay, the degree of suffering is not much lower than that of workers who are sweating and working hard to move bricks under the scorching sun.

This is enough to show the mental exhaustion of mental work.

So after four half-banks, no one proposed to continue playing the fifth half-banker.

"Brother Nanmeng, I really enjoyed playing cards with you today! But it's not too early, it's time to go home."

As night fell, Sister Songshi got up to say goodbye.

"Do you want me to take you back?" Nan Yan said casually.

His words were purely polite, and he didn't even move his body.

"Don't bother you." Sister Songshi waved her hands again and again.

It's not that they are biased against Nan Yan, but the sisters are both shy, and they study in a girls' school. There are basically no boys in the school, so they are not very used to communicating with Nan Yan.

He blushed as soon as he spoke, let alone being sent home by a boy.

Upon seeing this, Nan Mengke immediately said: "I'll just send it off, I don't need you to bother!"

Among these Banzhuangs, Nan Yan kept looking back and forth from the two sisters Xuan and You. Her repeated warnings were in vain. Her feet hurt from kicking them. Nan Yan kept staring at them. It was really... Is it... is it so beautiful?
Could it be that my brother likes soft girls?

It's really a vulgar hobby. At first glance, he looks like a bad man with a strong desire to control, and he likes weak girls who can't resist and let him manipulate him.

No matter how much you like it, it’s enough to take a sneak peek. Sister You blushes from being stared at and doesn’t know it. In addition, the results of Nan Yan’s four and a half villages can only be said to be unsatisfactory. The overall performance is hard to describe. The impression of the real sisters is certainly not very good.

Always peeking at people lewdly like this, it's better not to let him see you off.

In order not to look confused on the road and bump into the electric pole.

Nan Yan was happy because he had no intention of sending it off in the first place.

outside the house.

Although it was already six o'clock in the evening, the sky hadn't completely darkened yet, and the street lamps on both sides emitted dim lights, attracting moths to hesitate.

"Do you usually play mahjong?" Nan Mengke asked slightly depressed.

After the four and a half villages were beaten, she took two fourths and two thirds. It was a horrible sight. The first place was all contracted by the two sisters Songshi. It felt that the level of Songshi sisters was not at the same level as hers.

Fortunately, he has Nan Yan as his partner. If he loses badly, he at least still has a partner.

She admitted that she had underestimated Mahjong, thinking that its rules were quite simple, at least not as difficult as Go, but it seemed that there were many tricks in it.

"I usually play, but I always play with my family. There are not many friends in our school, so we play less. Maybe it's because I got a lot of treasure cards and the score is relatively high. That's just good luck."

There is indeed a clear gap in level, so Matsumi Gen couldn't ignore the facts and talk about Namco's poker skills, so he just humbled himself and blamed the level gap on luck. In this way, Namco You won’t be so entangled in winning or losing.

"I want to ask. Is your brother studying abroad?" You pulled the pink scarf on his shoulders and asked curiously, tilting his head.

After the four and a half dealers, Nan Yan's card skills made her a little concerned, especially the kind of accurate card reading skills that were scary, not like ordinary poker players at all.

So Yu wants to know more.

"Yes, my brother attends Kiyosumi School in Nagano Prefecture."

"Hey, the same school as Yuancunhe?" Xuan opened his eyes wide, but he didn't expect that Xiaoke's brother also went to Qingcheng.

Hearing this, the doubts in You's heart seemed to be explained, and he said without thinking: "No wonder your brother's mahjong skills are so good. He should be a member of the Mahjong Club of Kiyosumi Academy, right?"

"Huh? He's very powerful?" Nan Mengke looked over with a strange expression.

The bottom one is in trouble, can this be called amazing?

Xuan also looked at her sister with doubts. She felt that Nan Yan was of some level, but she really didn't see anything particularly outstanding.

After the four half-time fights, Nan Yan seemed to have only played three or four breaks in total, which didn't make her feel very good, so she was quite puzzled why her sister thought he was very good.

"Didn't you notice?" You explained in a soft tone, "When these four Banzhuangs came down, it seems that he didn't fire a shot at us."

As soon as these words came out, Nan Mengke paused and stopped in place.

Of those four half-managers, Nan Mengyan didn't fire a shot?
how can that be? ? ?

"How could it be?" Matsumi Xuan almost blurted out before Namco could react.

Without firing a cannon, it's still four and a half villages!How can this be!

Everyone tried their best to recall the previous card games in their minds, looking for scenes of Nan Yan playing guns, but in the memories they were basically playing guns against each other, and Nan Yan seemed to be completely aloof and completely disappeared from the scene.

Song Shiyou did not disturb them, but stood quietly aside.

Under the street lamp, the shadows of the three of them seemed to be frozen, and they did not move for a long time.

"it is true!"

After the memory was over, Nanmengke's pupils trembled slightly, a little unbelievable.

She has a good memory and can use her memory to review some classic Go games, but if it weren't for Sister You's reminder, she wouldn't have noticed the detail that Nan Yan's four half-villages didn't use guns at all.

After all, Nan Yan's presence in this mahjong game is extremely low. Apart from Duan Yaojiu who played a few tricks, he didn't have any outstanding performance at all.

Except for Nan Mengke kicking him to remind him not to stare at Sister You, at other times Nan Yan was completely like an outsider.

After re-examining this card skill, Nan Mengke realized that Nan Yan did not hit a single shot!
The bottom one in the last game was also because other players lost points.

A feeling of inexplicable terror suddenly hit my heart.

You must know that the game of mahjong has a huge element of luck. The early matching of cards is against the sky, and it is possible to play any cards. Even the sparrow god cannot guess the cards you listen to.

And because of the existence of self-drawing, each team will lose points. This obviously encourages offense, because completely abandoning defense will only lead to slow cuts and death.

In a game where offense is more effective than defense, the difficulty of defense is far less simple than imagined.

Even if they are proficient in all kinds of defensive theory knowledge, professional players are still good at this point. In professional games, there are many people who are blown away by Guoshi Wushuang and are knocked out, let alone ordinary mahjong players?
"How did my brother do it?" Nan Mengke's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

There are four half-villages without a single blunderbuss, which is simply amazing in mahjong.

This means that in each of the 32 small games, it is possible to accurately read what cards the other players are playing, so as to avoid the gun in advance.

When you don't know other people's starting cards, and you don't know whether other players are listening to their cards, you have to perfectly defend against three players in 32 small fields, and don't click on any one of them. Overlook the whole situation.

"Unparalleled card reading skills..."

You gently expressed all your thoughts.

"In the first half of the East Second Game, when Xuan was listening, he decisively played three Beifeng defenses. At that time, he already knew Xuan's drawing.

Of course, even I, in this game, knew that Xuan was the dyed hand of Wanzi, which is not unusual.

But in the next few rounds, whenever Xuan or I listened to the cards, he would cut out a absolutely safe card (the full name is an absolutely safe card, that is, a card that the other three players 3% cannot tie after playing it) to defend. This is true even when listening silently.

The Jue An card cut by hand shows that he deliberately kept the safe card in order to prevent others from letting the gun go.

Keeping safe cards in the middle patrol is a very common defensive technique, sacrificing the effectiveness of the cards in exchange for absolute safety, but being able to use them to defend every time he draws cards from another player shows that he knows exactly where the other player is. One patrol card was reserved in advance.

There is still the last round. In fact, it is reasonable to say that if he played the red middle to force a misfire, he would have a chance to make Nan Mengke lose points through the false round penalty talisman, but he did not choose to play the red middle in the end...

This shows one thing, he knows that someone between me and Xuan has listened to the card, and it is this card that was played! "

You said a lot in one breath, and said it in great detail.

She is a delicate person, so she noticed so many details.

Both Matsumi Xuan and Namco were stunned and speechless for a long time.

Thinking hard!
Perhaps in Nan Yan's eyes, their cards might be similar to being naked, and they were seen through.

Nan Mengke's lips trembled slightly, and she was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. She knew that there was an inexplicable sense of terror, and wondered if Nan Yan had installed a surveillance camera at home so that she could overlook their cards.

But this is absolutely impossible.

Because the mahjong players are located in the four directions of east, west, north, south, and the positions are randomly rotated after each half-handoff, Nanyan must install four-way monitoring at home if he wants to do this.

Even if there is monitoring, the changes in the cards in the hand must be monitored all the time, and it is necessary to have three eyes like Erlang Shen to see the three monitoring screens.

This is simply not something humans can do.

"Perfect read, is it possible?"

Song Shixuan swallowed his saliva, only to find it unbelievable, it was like opening the perspective of God.

"It's not that exaggerated, but at least he should have extremely strong card reading skills."

After all, if Nan Yan really opened up the perspective of God and broke through the card mountain, then they would not be able to win the first place, which means that Nan Yan could at most read some of the cards in his hand through clues, but not all of them.

"It's understandable that he has very strong card-reading skills." Matsumi You smiled, "Since your brother is studying at Kiyosumi Academy and he has such great card-reading skills, he should be in the same mahjong club as Xiaohe. Since Xiaohe can win No. 1 in the national junior high school individual competition, then Yan's level is naturally not bad."

"makes sense."

Xuan pressed lightly on his heart to calm down the wordless terror.

In her opinion, Xiaohe is also a very good mahjong player. Both in Qingcheng High School, Nan Yan and Xiaohe should often exchange card skills, which is why they honed such amazing card reading skills.

"However, Xiao Ke, don't you know your brother's mahjong level?" Xuan asked a little strangely.

After all, Nanyan's powerful card-reading skills can easily occupy a huge advantage in the mahjong field, as long as he plays a few more rounds, he will be able to discover it.

Namco opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Her mind is a little complicated.

The elder brother who has been with him for many years has such a miraculous unique skill. This feeling is stronger than the impact that the newlywed wife is a man.

(End of this chapter)