super right hand

Updated: 2013-02-19

Jiang Hao's fast speed of playing mahjong far exceeds Hu Baiban's imagination. In the past, even if he encountered a fast mahjong player, he could still sweep his opponent by relying on his memory of mahjong, but Jiang Hao just now With Hao's fast speed, he has no way to deal with it at all, and can only watch helplessly. :Reading novels

"Get ready." He Lang glanced at Hu Baiban expressionlessly. He wasn't sure whether Hu Baiban could win, but the matter was already like this. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Start."

Whoosh!

Although Hu Baiban didn't have the slightest hope of winning in his heart, he still took the bet very seriously at the beginning, and his hands quickly picked the mahjong table under him.

The only thing Hu Baiban knows about mahjong is the mahjong he is pressing. Unfortunately, he picked out very quickly according to his memory, but he only picked out twelve mahjongs.

Why is there only one missing?

Hu Baiban is sure that the mahjong he picked in his hand is what he needs, but what makes him tangled up is that he still needs a card of the same suit to form a green dragon.

How to do it?

Hu Baiban's eyes anxiously scanned the eight-diagram-shaped mahjong graphics over and over again, but he was frustrated that he didn't know which one was the mahjong he needed.

How should this be done?

Hu Baiban only paused the action of picking, and looked at Jiang Hao who was facing him in puzzlement. He didn't understand why he didn't see Jiang Hao's hand picking cards.

"Why don't you choose?"

Hu Baiban glanced at the table in front of Jiang Hao, and found that there was no mahjong on the table, which meant that Jiang Hao hadn't started to choose yet, he frowned curiously and asked in doubt.

"Don't panic, wait for you."

Jiang Hao moved his sore wrist and said with a smile.

"Wait for me?"

After hearing Jiang Hao's words, Hu Baiban's face changed slightly. He bet with others that he is the only one waiting for someone. How has he ever been waited for?This was simply a naked slap in the face, which made Hu Baiban's face a little uneasy.

"Jiang Hao, you are joking."

He Lang carefully looked at the number of mahjong cards on the table in front of Hu Baiban, and found that the distance to form a deck was only one card away. On the other hand, Jiang Hao's side did not pick out a single card, one card at a time Those who have not been selected, but are said to be waiting for the end, how is this possible?

He Lang glanced contemptuously at the confident Jiang Hao, with a cheerful smile on his lips. He guessed that Jiang Hao must have rubbed too fast by himself just now. It's just to cover up your embarrassment.

What a rhetoric.

He Lang, who thought he had guessed Jiang Hao's mind, gave Hu Baiban an encouraging look, hoping that Hu Baiban would make persistent efforts to find the last mahjong piece and win the bet!

Where is it?

Hu Baiban looked at the mahjong in front of him, and wanted to go down to grab the mahjong several times, but he hesitated to take it back. He was afraid that he would make a mistake and lose the bet. The most important thing was that he was not sure if the mahjong he caught was The one you need.

Mahjong King is really not easy, but it's a pity that the last card is missing, so you can't win!

Jiang Hao stared at Hu Baiban, who was constantly sweating nervously. He looked through Hu Baiban's cards and found that all of Hu Baiban's cards were the cards needed to form the Qinglong. incomplete.

And Hu Baiban would never have thought that the cards he needed were placed in front of Jiang Hao. Unless he reached out to him, the cards he got would be fake!

"It's almost time for me to wait for you, it's time for me to start drawing cards."

Under Hu Baiban's gaze, Jiang Hao stretched out his hands directly, and his hands moved irregularly on the mahjong, provoking and stimulating Hu Baiban who was nervous.

"casual."

Hu Baiban's hands began to tremble slightly, his heart was very anxious, but at first he couldn't find the last mahjong he needed, the whole person was going crazy, and seeing Jiang Hao make a move, his heart was even more flustered.

"Brother Hao is going to make a move."

Fan Yao looked at Jiang Hao's hands expectantly. If Jiang Hao didn't make a move, even he began to wonder if Jiang Hao didn't know how to make a move.

Jiang Hao moved his hands on the mahjong, and from time to time, he picked out a mahjong pile with gossip patterns, and placed it in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Hao picked more than a dozen mahjong pieces, but his movements remained the same, and he didn't intend to stop at all.

"Brother Hao is enough."

Fan Yao has been checking the number of mahjong. When the number of mahjong reached thirteen, he thought Jiang Hao would stop moving, but unexpectedly found that Jiang Hao was still scratching, and suddenly opened his mouth depressedly: Brother Hao doesn't really know how to play mahjong?

"Jiang Hao, you need thirteen cards to grab a pair of blue dragons, and the number of cards you have drawn far exceeds thirteen. What do you want to do?"

He Lang laughed mockingly.

What is Jiang Hao doing?

Hu Baiban also hesitated in his actions. Originally, he saw Jiang Hao confidently choosing the quick moves of mahjong, and felt that he was bound to lose. But when Jiang Hao picked enough cards and continued to choose, he I feel that maybe the result of this bet will be a tie, and neither of them chose correctly!

"You'll know in a while."

Jiang Hao's subordinates still continued to pick and choose the tiles they needed, looking through the mahjong with their eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Ten seconds later, Jiang Hao looked at Hu Baiban with a smile on the opposite side who still couldn't pick out the last card, and stopped his movements directly.

"You picked so many?"

Hu Baiban looked up in front of Jiang Hao, and found that the number of mahjong cards Jiang Hao had chosen was at least two sets, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was always short of one card, but Jiang Hao actually chose such Too much mahjong, what is this called?

"It's all needed."

Under the gaze of Hu Baiban, Jiang Hao divided the selected mahjong into two parts with both hands, and then began to sort the mahjong.

After Jiang Hao tidied up all the mahjong, he began to turn the buttoned mahjong outwards. He couldn't wait any longer.

"Jiang Hao started to flop."

The onlookers saw Jiang Hao holding the two cards with both hands and starting to flip them over. They all focused their attention on the cards he was about to flip.

Snapped!

Jiang Hao holds two mahjong pieces in each hand, and puts the two pieces of mahjong face up in the distance.

"Jiang Hao, you lost!"

He Lang looked at Jiang Hao's mahjong cards, one showed ten thousand, and the other showed one. A happy smile immediately appeared on his face. A pair of blue dragon cards needed all of them. Jiang Hao opened his eyes. The mahjong played obviously does not belong to this category, what else can it be if it is not lost?

"It's a pity, Jiang Hao is very good at playing mahjong. It is really difficult for him to choose a green dragon from so many mahjongs."

The people around the table were all mahjong players, so they knew what Qinglong was, and they all sighed regretfully.

"Losing? It's too early to say."

The corner of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched disdainfully, but the movements of his hands were still not slow, and he continued to turn over the second mahjong. The second mahjong showed [-] and [-] pieces.

yeah?

He Lang looked at the second mahjong drawn by Jiang Hao, and then at the first mahjong, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Jiang Hao's movements remained unabated, and he continued to draw a third card, showing three digits and three of a kind.

"this is……"

Finally, He Lang's heart could not be calm anymore, and he drew two cards in a row, but the faces of the two cards were connected. Could it be that he just drew two blue dragons at once?

Jiang Hao's movements were still unhurried, and he opened the eighth mahjong with two hands respectively. The eighth mahjong were [-] and [-] pieces respectively.

"Jiang Hao has caught two sets of Azure Dragon cards!"

Hu Baiban stared at the two cards in front of Jiang Hao obsessively. As smart as he was, he immediately understood the meaning of Jiang Hao's actions, and despair appeared in his eyes.

I couldn't even get a deck of cards together, but Jiang Hao easily grabbed two sets of green dragons. This time I really failed miserably!

Snapped!

Jiang Hao put the No.13 card on the table, then clapped his hands lightly, retracted his outstretched hand, lowered his head and put down his rolled up sleeves a little bit.

"Sure enough, there are two sets of blue dragon cards, beautiful."

"Jiang Hao is really amazing. Not only is he quick in shuffling cards, but he doesn't even have the slightest sloppy action in picking cards. The two decks of cards are drawn very beautifully."

"Hu Baiban hasn't caught the last card yet. Even if he catches the last card, there is no guarantee that he will be able to raise a whole set of blue dragon cards. Jiang Hao must have won."

Everyone who witnessed it with their own eyes naturally judged that Jiang Hao won, and Jiang Hao won very simply, no one could pick out the slightest inappropriateness.

Hey!

There was a look of despair in Hu Baiban's eyes. Now that Jiang Hao had won one step ahead of him, and had picked out two sets of blue dragon cards, he stretched out his hand, randomly grabbed a card, and threw it on the table. Looking at the front of Mahjong, Hu Baiban showed a wry smile. When he wanted to catch it, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch it. When he wanted to give up, he caught it. God really knows how to joke!

Depressed, Hu Baiban arranged the selected twelve mahjong cards together with the last card he drew into a line, which happened to be a pair of blue dragon cards.

"There is no problem with the mahjong ace, but the speed is slow. Brother Hao won."

Fan Yao smiled triumphantly, this is indeed something to be happy about, because Jiang Hao defeated the mahjong king, what could be more happy than this?

"I think Mr. Hu won."

He Lang glanced at the elated Fan Yao with a sneer, and corrected him blandly, saying that He Lang could just sit and watch Jiang Hao win the bet, and he had to find a way to stop it.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see clearly that Brother Hao put out the blue dragon first, but you can see clearly that these are two sets of blue dragon cards."

Qi Feng was also irritated, and he felt very disgusted by He Lang's trickery.

"Am I blind? I think you're deaf!" He Lang looked directly at the furious Qi Feng, and said word by word, "At first I was talking about grabbing a pair of Azure Dragon cards, but Jiang Hao grabbed two cards. Second card, this is a foul, and if you foul, you lose."

"It's interesting." Jiang Hao expected that He Lang would play tricks, but he didn't expect that he would use this. He looked directly at Hu Baiban and asked: "He Lang just proposed that whoever draws the green dragon card first wins." , He didn't say at all that he was grabbing a pair of blue dragon cards, are you right?"

"It's true that I didn't say I wanted to grab a pair."

Hu Baiban recalled it carefully. Just now He Lang really meant to draw out the blue dragon cards, and there was no requirement for how many cards to draw out. Although if he lied, he could win the bet, but Hu Baiban is a good player. People who are sitting upright don't even bother to use this method to win.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Jiang Hao turned his gaze back to He Lang, who had a gloomy expression and nothing to say, playing word games with me, you are still too young.