Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning.

Chapter 616 Beichuan Kui is Nan Mengyan!
Fukumaru Koito was standing far away, and after hearing the conversation between the people, he also walked forward cautiously.

It can be seen that the girl's self-confidence is seriously lacking. In addition, she was previously kidnapped by a villain, which indirectly led to the tragedy. The girl's mentality is not stable enough, and her expression is obviously evasive.

However, when she heard the words "Dragon God Mahjong", she took the initiative to stand up.

"Do you know Dragon God Mahjong?"

Nan Yan looked at the poor girl whose figure was comparable to Tian Jiangyi's and asked.

If it was other mahjong games, he would have more than 90% chance of winning, even Jinzhu Mahjong was no exception, but he knew nothing about the rules or opponents of Dragon God Mahjong.

Even he didn't dare to go there rashly.

But the little granddaughter of Mr. Fukumaru Huang actually knew it.

The girl suddenly looked at Genpachi Hoshino who was standing beside her. She was obviously a little distrustful of this Bai Dao who had previously stood on the villain's side and dealt with her grandfather and the puppet.

Seeing this, Hoshino Genpachi felt a little embarrassed. He had indeed reformed, but the time was too short and he might not be able to gain the girl's trust.

He immediately sighed and tried to avoid it.

"You don't have to leave, Xingye. Since Grandpa Fukumaru has handed the Moonlight Mahjong Hall over to you, it is the greatest recognition of you. Besides, we will need your help next."

Nan Yan waved his hand and asked Hoshino Genpachi to stay.

He still understood the principle of not employing a person you doubt, and since he regarded Genpachi Hoshino as a teammate, he gave him a certain degree of trust.

Seeing that Kui asked Xingye to stay, the girl pursed her lips slightly, and then said to Nan Yan: "Can I ask you to agree to a request of mine? As long as you agree to it, I will tell you the information about Longshen Mahjong."

Grandpa asked the boy in front of him to take good care of her.

But Fukumaru Koito knew that if it was just about taking care of her, he would help her to the best of his ability, but if she asked him to avenge her, there would be almost no chance of that.

So she hoped that Kui would promise her one thing.

"Can you be my agent?" the girl asked nervously.

The reason why she only wanted Kui to be her agent was, on the one hand, that her previous agent was a scumbag, but Kui was different; and on the other hand, it would be too much to directly beg others to avenge her.

So, start by becoming her agent.

This is a little trick of Fukumaru Koito as a girl.

But... this is all for revenge.

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's necessary to agree to your request."

Nan Yan glanced at her calmly, then shook his head.

The girl opened her mouth, looking somewhat disappointed.

Sure enough, it still doesn’t work?
Nan Yan rolled his eyes at her and continued, "Because I am already your agent."

"Hey!!?"

Fukumaru Koito was confused, what did he mean by "he has become her agent?"

"That Tian Yuan lost to me last time, so his status as your agent no longer exists, so I am your agent now. By the way, how did you get tricked by that agent? You don't look like a girl who would be easily fooled."

Nan Yan could feel that this girl was a shy little pet-like girl, but she was still a little scheming and not the type to be easily deceived.

In the end, he was deceived by Tian Yuan and kidnapped to Dark Mahjong and became a human pillar.

With her extremely shy and introverted personality, she shouldn't have been deceived by the agent.

"He, he said Hina fell and hurt herself during dance practice, and asked me to go over and see her. I was worried about Hina, so I was... Then I realized he wasn't taking me to the hospital, so I planned to call Hina to confirm, but he covered my mouth and took me away."

Fukumaru Koito looked depressed.

"It seems you have a little brain, but not much."

Nan Yan taunted him lightly, then said, "Now that I am your agent, can you tell me some information about Dragon God Mahjong?"

"Well, when I was very young, my grandfather accidentally talked to me about a 'special' Mahjong, but he probably didn't know that I had a very strong memory since I was a child. He thought that the Mahjong he accidentally mentioned would slowly fade away in my memory over time, but until now I still remember what my grandfather said.

He said: "That kind of mahjong is a kind of mahjong that resorts to violence. The mahjong tiles are not picked by oneself, but are fought over by strong people, so there are often casualties in the fight. In addition, those are not ordinary mahjong tiles, but mahjong tiles made of cement, which are incredibly heavy. People with insufficient strength cannot move them at all. That kind of mahjong is much heavier than the mahjong tile in your hand."

"Concrete Mahjong!? How big are these mahjong tiles?"

Hearing the girl's words, Okimoto Shun was also shocked.

If mahjong tiles need to be fought over, then it would be impossible to make them the same size as ordinary mahjong tiles. They would probably be large tiles weighing at least dozens of kilograms.

This kind of mahjong, on the contrary, does not test the mahjong player's skills, but rather tests his physical fitness.

"I'm afraid it's not just physical strength, but also perception."

Nan Yan reminded, "If you want to fight for the mahjong tiles, it will definitely be a multi-party melee. In this situation, danger is inevitable.

Perhaps there are also venue restrictions that lead to the alarming casualty rate of Longshen Mahjong.

While fighting for key cards, in addition to preventing the opponent from forming his hand, you must also ensure that you are not hurt by other players' dirty tricks, which requires a considerable degree of perception.

But if that's the case, it will definitely not be enough with just the strength of a few of us. You know, there are thirteen tiles in a deck of mahjong. Conservatively speaking, if we go to grab the tiles in two batches, we will need at least seven people, so we will need some very capable people.

Okimoto, Hoshino, Kurosawa, you should be okay, right?"

"I'm OK."

"My skills may be average, but I still have some strength."

Okimoto and Hoshino both nodded, but Kurosawa was the only one crawling on the ground with a blank look in his eyes.

The last battle was too much of a blow to him.

He began to doubt whether he could win.

Even he was afraid.

He might die in the next game of mahjong!
"I, I can't do it. I can't save Aaron, Xiaobai and the others. I can't do it! Ahem..."

Kurosawa coughed violently and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Master!"

Okimoto rushed forward and supported the staggering Kurosawa Yoshiaki.

"You should take your master to get treated first."

Nan Yan looked at the pale-faced Kurosawa, knowing that letting Kurosawa play Dragon God Mahjong now would most likely be a death sentence. Next, not only would he have to treat Kurosawa's illness, but he would also have to undergo psychological treatment, otherwise he would definitely not have the ability to be a top-level master.

This is the law of cause and effect. When your mentality suffers a setback, your level will also be greatly reduced.

The invincible heart is the most powerful weapon of the Law of Karma.

It is hard to say whether Kurosawa can defeat a master of the mind-control technique now.

Let him recuperate for a while.
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A few days later, Nan Yan brought a bottle of good wine and came to Lao Huang's grave to pay his respects.

Fukumaru Koito had already finished the worship and was about to get up when he bumped into Nan Yan who was walking towards him.

"Senior Broker..."

The girl's face was flushed. As a shy girl, she would be shy whenever she met anyone.

Nan Yan nodded: "I will come to pay my respects to the old man."

"please"

Fukumaru Koito stepped aside.

After the worship, Nan Yan also got up and left.

He actually didn't have very deep feelings for Mr. Huang. After all, they had only known each other for a little over a month and they didn't talk much.

But since someone has handed their granddaughter over to me, I can't just say nothing.

"Um, Senior Agent..."

Seeing Nan Yan leave, Fukumaru Koito followed him, "Can I go to Longshen Mahjong with you? I will definitely not hold you back!"

Although the girl's tone was firm and showed her determination, Nan Yan knew that Dragon God Mahjong was not an ordinary mahjong game.

"I'm sorry, you can't go. With your tiny arms and legs, it's hard to believe you can even move the cement mahjong tiles. I understand your desire for revenge, but I really can't take you with me."

Nan Yan decisively refused.

If it was any other dark mahjong, like the grappling match that he had asked Kobayashi Maya to play before, he could let the girl play for him if he was confident.

But Dragon God Mahjong was not an option. Even Nan Yan himself felt that he might not be able to win this game.

Bringing along a powerless little beauty would only cause trouble for myself.

"I can't take you to Dragon God Mahjong, but there are some places I can let you accompany me."

Nan Yan smiled and said, "Of course, if you are afraid of being kidnapped, then don't follow me."

"I'm going to follow you and I won't let you run away."

The girl took a firm hold and continued to follow the puppet relentlessly.

Don't be fooled by this petite and timid girl. Once you get to know her a little better, she becomes quite bossy. In short, she has a somewhat contradictory personality.

But human nature is a collection of contradictions.

"boarding."

Nan Yan didn't care and asked her to follow him. After all, with her around, it would be more convenient to go to the next place.

It sounds like Dragon God Mahjong is a game that emphasizes martial arts. Perception, luck, and technique are of course important, but it might be easier if you can find a few martial arts saints.

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His next stop was to go to Ichikawa's house.

Last time, he noticed the white-collar card player named Ichikawa Fumito. This man was most likely a martial artist. Although he had bodyguards with him, from his full of energy, one could tell that he himself was also a strong martial artist.

However, it may not be so easy to get this white-hearted person to participate in Dragon God Mahjong. After all, Nan Yan can't offer any good conditions.

But you won’t lose out if you go.

After all, Ichikawa Fumito seemed to have information about many white-path masters, and this game of Dragon God Mahjong attracted a lot of white-path participants because of the news that the Dragon God released Washiwa Rock to achieve the secret of ghosts and gods.

So he can't just focus on the underworld.

And it seemed that the only upper-class person in the white world that he knew as a puppet was Ichikawa Fumito.

As an agent, if I go to Ichikawa Fumito's house alone, this daughter-slave will be wary of me, but if I bring Fukumaru Koito with me, there won't be so much trouble.

When Nan Yan came to the Ichikawa family, he was soon welcomed by the literati.

But soon he also received some bad news from the literati.

"You want to invite the masters of the white way to play Dragon God Mahjong? I advise you not to do this."

When Ichikawa Fumito heard Nan Yan's idea, he immediately shook his head: "I can tell you directly that the vast majority of white people have been summoned to participate in the Dragon God Mahjong, and they seem to be fighting only for a man named Koizumi Kuniichi.

I don't know how much benefit Koizumi Kuni promised to alarm these white-collar people.

But I'm afraid it's not just money, it's also power!
After all, you should understand what the surname Koizumi symbolizes in Japan's political circles.

I'm afraid that many top masters who once obtained the title of Dragon and Phoenix will fight to the death for this game of Dragon God Mahjong. I think that even if you can win over some second-rate white-world people with money, it's too late now.

If you invite me, I will refuse.

The circle of upper-class people in the white world is very small, and it would be awkward if we met everyone we knew.

Besides, I am not a big shot in the white world, so I'd better ask for help from someone else."

Among the upper echelons of the white world that Guang Ichichuan knew, there were those who were in the Dragon and Phoenix position in the last century. These people had been stuck at the top of the upper class for many years, suffering from being unable to step into the realm of ghosts and gods, and had been seeking the infinite way of mahjong.

Therefore, this game of Dragon God Mahjong is also very attractive to some upper-class people in the white world.

The white gang usually does not work as thugs for the black gang, so if Kui wants to find help from the white gang, he will definitely return empty-handed.

"I see. Goodbye then."

Nan Yan did not continue to pester him, but he got a key piece of information from Ichikawa.

That is, many top masters of the white world from the last century will appear in this Dragon God Mahjong game.

But these people probably don’t know that the rules of Dragon God Mahjong are not as simple as they imagined.

This is not a game that can be won by just the strength of the cards.

After Nan Yan left, Ichikawa Fumito took a deep breath. He knew very well that this game of Dragon God Mahjong was definitely a den of dragons and tigers, and only one in ten Mahjong players could survive and come back.

As a middle-aged man with elderly parents and young children to take care of, he would definitely not rashly participate.

"Scholar, who was that young man just now?"

At this moment, his blind father, who was leaning on a cane, suddenly appeared beside Ichikawa Fumito and laughed.

"Father, my Lord!"

A cold sweat broke out on Fumito Ichikawa's forehead. He didn't expect his father to appear here, and he hurriedly said that this was his daughter's agent.

But soon, Mr. Ichikawa's expression became serious: "Wenren, you must be hiding something from your father, right?
I can sense that your attitude towards that young man is very special! It is beyond the normal attitude towards agents and the like.

With your status, it is impossible for you to be so polite to this little brother.

I am indeed blind, but I am not old and stupid. You can’t fool me.”

Although the old man was not really angry, he was still intimidating without even getting angry. That kind of majestic feeling frightened Ichikawa Fumito, who knew that he had no secrets in front of the old man.

He was deeply aware that the old man knew exactly how many candies he had secretly eaten as a child, how many girlfriends he had when he was young, and how many times he had been to the red-light district when he was middle-aged.

So he did not hold back and told every detail of his contact with Kui, including how he secretly played the card game with Kui and lost to him, without any exaggeration.

"Beichuan Kui?" The old man nodded deeply.

"Yes, this young man is called Beichuan Kui, and he seems to be the disciple of the human ghost who was active in the underworld more than ten years ago!"

Hearing that the old man was more interested in the puppet and did not criticize him for playing mahjong, Ichikawa Bunjin was delighted and hurriedly told the old man the origin of the puppet.

After Beichuan Kui defeated him in the four-party card game, he also looked up a lot of information about this person.

But it's all blank.

By chance, he got the rumors about human ghosts, and then he connected Beichuan puppet with that puppet.

"Well, he turned out to be the disciple of the human ghost. It's not unfair that you lost to him."

The old man seemed very happy and patted the scholar on the shoulder, with no intention of blaming the latter at all.

But the old man just passed by where he had just sat, picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, then smiled faintly and left with his crutches.

Until the old man left, the scholar was still a little confused.

Why was my father so happy when he heard the news about Kui?

The reason why Mr. Ichikawa was happy was actually very simple.

During this period, the rumor that Nan Mengyan joined Chiba Daitengu set off a trend in the underworld. However, what was strange was that although this young man from the white world had joined the underworld for such a long time, as the prince of the Kansai underworld and a prominent figure under Chiba Daitengu, he had never even played a game of high-odds mahjong.

At this moment, a young man named Beichuan Kui suddenly rose up!
This cannot actually serve as a connection between the two.

The most critical point is.

This young man, Kui, rose from the underworld, but he never smokes or drinks, so he has a simple and honest aura, without any of the bad habits of the underworld. This is a big problem.

Although the environment cannot completely determine a person, there are very few people who can remain untainted by the mud.

Even the puppet back then was actually a master of wine tasting and a heavy smoker, unlike this Beichuan puppet who never drinks.

From this point of view.

He is not Kui's disciple at all, but Nan Mengyan!
With Nan Mengyan's ability, it is not difficult at all to imitate Kui's fighting style.

Haha, this kid can hide his tracks because his appearance now is probably completely different from half a year ago, and his temperament is also very different, but he still can't hide from me!

After getting this result, Mr. Ichikawa could hardly hold back from humming.

He and Sengwo Sanwei were once competitors, so he was naturally happy to hear that his old rival had suffered a defeat.

Stir it, keep stirring it.

The dark mahjong world, which has been like a stagnant pool of water since Akagi and Washiu left one after another, is finally about to stir up some waves.

He really wanted to see how much trouble this young man, who was being watched by that ghost, could stir up in the underworld.

"Dragon God Mahjong... Calculating the time, it is indeed about to begin."

Ichikawa smiled.

If he could come back alive, this young man would probably not be too far away from ghosts and gods.

If the legendary night can be reproduced, he will become Akagi's partner and fight with the boy!
(End of this chapter)