The best perspective expert

Chapter 221 Bad luck
Bai Xianghui saw Han Zhenyang as soon as he entered the door, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

When Han Zhenyang saw Bai Xianghui, he also had a surprised expression on his face, "Why are you here?" He suddenly realized, "Oh, it seems that you are a regular visitor here," he said with a cold snort, "Unlucky, I wouldn't have come here if I knew it earlier , let’s go, it’s boring, it’s really disappointing to come across such a thing.”

"Who the hell are you talking about?" Bai Xianghui couldn't hold back when Han Zhenyang said that in front of his acquaintances, and asked with his eyes wide open.

"I'm talking about you, what's the matter? Unconvinced, want to do it? Come on, let me give you a hand," Han Zhenyang was not to be outdone.

At this time, the owner of the mahjong hall hurriedly separated the two with a smiling face, "Don't you just want to have fun when you come out to play? Why are you so nervous? Come, come, play cards," he said with a smile: " What a coincidence, Lao Bai, you just came and joined the table, what kind of grievances and grievances there are will be resolved at the mahjong table, how wonderful, it's much better than quarreling and fighting, isn't it?"

Han Zhenyang curled his lips in disdain, "On his level?" The contempt was beyond words.

"My surname is Han, how dare you underestimate me?" Bai Xianghui asked loudly, his eyes widening again.

"Just looking down on you, what's the matter?"

"You, you, have the ability to play around," Bai Xianghui roared angrily.

"Cut, let me play with you? Are you out of your mind? I'd rather go home and masturbate than play with rubbish like you. I don't have a good character and I don't have a lot of money. After three or five laps, I'll be fine." Would the poor man who lost his underwear have the nerve to play cards at the same table as me?" Han Zhenyang tried his best to ridicule, his mouth was as poisonous as he wanted.

Originally, Bai Xianghui was not a particularly rich person in the circle, but he was more stable, with several million rents per year, but he was definitely not a poor ghost; but compared with Han Zhenyang, he really became a rich man. the poor.

Bai Xianghui's face turned red, and he wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start, because he had more money than Han Zhenyang, and he was asking for embarrassment, but he couldn't swallow this breath, and suddenly rolled his eyes, He sneered and said, "I don't have as much money as you, but when it comes to playing mahjong, whoever is so scared is the grandson. If you have the ability, I will see you at the table and play bigger. Dare you? Grandson?"

Han Zhenyang's face darkened, "Bai, you asked for it yourself. Come on, come on, let's play. Whoever gets off the table first today will be the grandson. Tell me, how to play? How big is the game?"

"Push down Hu, will you?" Bai Xianghui provoked Han Zhenyang.

Pushing Hu is the simplest and most popular way to play Mahjong. Most of the Mahjong games are pushing Hu.There is not so much emphasis on overthrowing Hu, it is not counted as fan, and the money from the three players will be collected, and the cannon, concealed kong, and seven pairs will be doubled.Northerners are used to dealing out ten playing cards to each person when playing. One card represents a certain amount of money. If anyone loses all their cards, the pot will be over, and one pot will be settled once. It is simple and easy to learn. It's not a problem to play twenty or thirty pots at night.

Of course, there are any rules that can be discussed before serving the table, such as the rules of eating cards, what size and so on.

On weekdays, Bai Xianghui doesn’t play too much. The normal situation is 51. Occasionally, he will play a large size of [-] or [-]. Today, in front of Han Zhenyang, a billionaire, [-] is a bit petty. What's more, Bai Xianghui boasted that his poker skills were excellent, and he planned to cut some meat from Han Zhenyang's body. Naturally, he wanted to play something big, and the opening was [-] yards, that is to say, a poker represented [-].

Calculated in this way, once the pot is settled, 10 yuan will be exported, which is really unaffordable for those who have no family background.

Bai Xianghui was actually a little guilty. He just transferred 600 million to Han Zhenyang, and now he only has a few million in cash in his pocket. If he loses a lot of money, most of his net worth will be gone.But he relied on his excellent poker skills, and felt that even if it was impossible to win too much, he would not lose so badly, so he immediately felt relieved.

What's more, he felt that Han Zhenyang was just a young man in his early twenties, and his poker skills should be average, so he had already put in all his energy and planned to beat Han Zhenyang hard.Of course, he is not a fool, he also looked at the other two poker players, and found that they are also old acquaintances who often play poker here, and one of them has even played at a table, so he sat down with confidence.

Throwing the dice to choose the dealer, Han Zhenyang threw two sixes casually.

The others didn't pay much attention, but Bai Xianghui's heart trembled: Fuck, is it luck or skill?This kid surnamed Han can't be a master, right?
However, when he saw Han Zhenyang's code card, he immediately relaxed his movements, because Han Zhenyang's movements were not an expert at first glance, and even a little rusty.

Han Zhenyang's movements are indeed a little rusty, the main reason is that he only plays mahjong on the computer, so his card skills are not bad, besides, his eyes can see through everything that exists, playing mahjong is not too simple.

After the cards are dealt, glance at them, who has a good card and who has a bad card, and immediately know exactly where the card you want, what cards other people want, and what cards are redundant, and you can't hide it his eyes.

In this case, if he still can't win the money, just take the eyes off.

But his purpose is not to win money, to be precise, not only to win money, but to make Bai Xianghui take the bait.He came here to cheat Bai Xianghui. The ultimate goal, of course, was the front door that Bai Xianghui rented to him.Otherwise, he wouldn't be bothered to waste time here.

Therefore, he will not win a big win as soon as he enters the court, that will only scare Bai Xianghui away.

So, he played fairly well at the beginning, and even fired a cannon at Bai Xianghui, which made Bai Xianghui jump up happily, and kept sneering, "Come on, come on, brother, keep up the good work, don't be cowardly, you can say it!" , whoever loves you is the grandson."

Han Zhenyang sneered and didn't speak, but this appearance was a guilty conscience in the eyes of others, and Bai Xianghui was especially happy when he saw it.

For three rounds in a row, Han Zhenyang hit two cannons, and the other players also drew two hidden kongs, which made him lose directly to the bottom of the pot.

The little waiter at the side hurried over and took a POS machine to check out by swiping his card. Han Zhenyang lost 14, and the other two also lost [-]. Bai Xianghui made [-] in one pot. Depending on his house.

Three rounds, one pot, this speed is really not slow, following this rhythm, winning or losing 200 million in one night is nothing at all.Of course, according to the current rhythm, Han Zhenyang must be the loser.

At this time, Bai Xianghui was even a little annoyed: I knew that the boy surnamed Han was such a good guy, so he should play a little older.

Clear the accounts and continue to issue licenses.

As usual, Han Zhenyang showed the cards of the other three thoroughly. When he saw Bai Xianghui who was overjoyed because of the good cards, he secretly sneered: Just laugh, you won’t be able to cry for a while .

(End of this chapter)