my old life

Chapter 17 The Man With the Gold Watch

The big fat man's look scared me out of my wits in an instant. I don't know what I did wrong, or I said that sentence wrong, but his look is too... Wait, he doesn't seem to be looking at me.

I looked back and saw a man in his 40s with a gentle appearance, a briefcase under his arm, and a gold watch on his wrist. He seemed to have come into the mahjong parlor to hide from the rain, and his shirt was soaked through. .

It was pouring rain outside the mahjong parlor, and the air conditioner was turned on inside. The players playing cards, rubbing mahjong and pushing Pai Gow are so lively. It is definitely a wise choice to come here to hide from the rain.

The middle-aged man felt a little restrained. At first he stood at the door and straightened half of his clothes, and then began to look around. The entire mahjong parlor was overcrowded, and no one noticed his appearance.

However, someone next to the fat man immediately stood up, stretched his waist and walked away cursing. A table of mahjong became three missing, and a skinny man came to the side of the middle-aged man, handed him a cigarette and started talking.

I don't know what's going on, I vaguely feel that something is wrong.

Just now, the big fat guy and his group just played dice and mahjong, just started playing, just because someone came in, they overthrew mahjong and broke up immediately, and some people deliberately went up to talk to that middle-aged man, could it be...

In the past, I have heard many stories about deceitful people from my second uncle. My favorite story is about the bees and sparrows. All kinds of deceptions are hard to guard against, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. tense up.

I don't know what the little skinny man said to the middle-aged man, and he pointed to the empty seat here, obviously to let him come over and sit down, the number of mahjong with three missing one is enough, I can already Surely there was a deception going on, but it was not a very clever deception.

If it were me, I wouldn't easily play cards with strangers, but this is in a mahjong parlor, it's normal for strangers to play cards together, I'll wait patiently to see if middle-aged people can play cards together fooled.

However, the middle-aged man waved his hand and refused, and glanced at the people playing Pai Gow at the table next to him. The little skinny man didn't say anything, and just glanced towards this side as if nothing had happened. If you can’t get up, who will make a Pai Gow pusher?”

The mahjong on the table was taken away by the people next to them, and they were immediately replaced with black Pai Gow. They were neatly placed on the table like building blocks. I knew in my heart that these people were all in the same group, obviously to make the middle-aged People sit and play.

But what I didn't expect was that after changing to Pai Gow just now, someone stood up next to him. It was a guy with long hair, and he laughed loudly at the big fat man, attracting many people's attention.

"Haha Fatty, you can't even count the number of Pai Gow, but you still want to push Pai Gow, aren't you afraid of losing your pants again?"

The big fat man replied in a bad voice: "I play whatever I like, it's none of your business!"

"That's fine, I'll play a few games with you." The guy called Ermao stood up with a smile, but the big fat man immediately said: "Go, go, I will play with no one and I will not play with you. In the future, don't you want to follow me!" Win a dime here!"

The big fat man was still gnashing his teeth. It seemed that the big fat man and Ermao knew each other, and the two talked very casually. I could tell that the big fat man had lost a lot of money to him before. At this moment, the little skinny man came together again next to the young man.

"Does the boss know how to play Pai Gow? There happens to be an empty table over there with three missing and one missing, and none of them are very good at playing." The little thin man obviously lowered his voice in the last sentence, and the middle-aged man still hesitated. Maybe he When I came in, I didn't think about playing cards.

I said to myself, don't come here, once you come here, you will fall into other people's traps, and you are so blatantly setting traps in the mahjong parlor, doesn't Brother Long care about it?

I saw Brother Long sitting next to the bar drinking tea, and his eyes occasionally drifted to this side. I felt that he should know about this and should have acquiesced in it. Is it an unspoken rule in the mahjong parlor to do this?
"I'll wait and see for a while." The middle-aged man didn't intend to play, I think he must have noticed something is wrong, and I also secretly breathed a sigh of relief for him, I really pinched for him just now I broke out in a cold sweat.

From the beginning to the present, I feel that these people are acting like a play, because I have been watching here, but other people playing cards have no reaction, and don't care about other people at all.

The middle-aged man in front of me came in from behind, and he looked stiff. It should be the first time, just like when I first came here. It can be seen that he is a little rusty and nervous, and he should not come to the mahjong parlor often. place.

I originally thought that the little skinny man would say something, and persuaded the middle-aged man to sit down and play, but the little skinny man turned around and left, leaving only the middle-aged man to watch casually. The three big fat men are smoking cigarettes, and the mahjong has been replaced by Pai Gow , three missing and one waiting for someone to join the table.

Everything happened in an instant, everything returned to calm, and the mahjong parlor was still lively, as if no one except me noticed what happened just now.

I lit a cigarette by myself, and looked at the middle-aged man curiously. I saw that he looked like a serious person. At least his shirt and trousers were straight. It must be an accident to come into the mahjong parlor to hide from the rain. He was even a little worried, afraid that he would fall into a trap.

I can't tell what's on my mind, maybe it's the sense of justice in my heart, maybe I still have a little conscience, and I can't bear to see deceitful things happen...

After more than ten minutes, suddenly a bald man jumped up and laughed loudly, holding a lot of money in his hand. It seemed that he had won a lot. He turned his head and didn't know whether it was on purpose or not. She deliberately bumped into him and looked at him with contempt.

"Didn't you see me win money? Why don't you run away!" The bald head looks scary, and the tattoos on his arms reach to his wrists, as if he was wearing a piece of clothing.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but I felt that he should leave. The mahjong hall is not suitable for him at all, and the people here are not serious people, but what I never expected was that not only did he not leave, but Walk towards the big fat man.

"Several friends, are the three and one waiting for the table?" The middle-aged man asked politely, the fat man raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "It's three and one, but we played too young, so we just For those who play fifty, five hundred caps."

Listening to the tone of the big fat man's words, it seems that middle-aged people are not welcome to sit down and play, and the table next to him is playing Pai Gow with hundreds of dollars. For a while, I can't understand it. Am I wrong?
If the big fat guy and his group deliberately let the middle-aged people come to play, they will definitely play a little bit bigger and win more. I am a little confused by playing so small. I remember just now when the big fat guy played mahjong, it was two hundred what!
"Okay, how about playing two games together if you have nothing to do?" The middle-aged man took the initiative to start playing, the fat man nodded in agreement, and no one else refused.

At the moment when the middle-aged man sat down, I suddenly had a thought in my mind, could the fat man's words just now be deceiving on purpose?
But I didn't dare to draw conclusions until the end of the matter, so I had to watch patiently, and it became more and more interesting.

The luck of the middle-aged people is pretty good. They won a few games at first, but then they lost a few games and won one game. In the end, they only won once after losing a dozen games.

But middle-aged people don’t lose all the time. From time to time, they can win a few times in a row, but they can only win tens of yuan to 100 yuan, but they can lose more than 200 yuan once, and gradually lose more and more. I also started sweating.

But he was not the only one who lost money. The big fat man kept losing money, and the two people next to him both won money, but the face of the big fat man never changed, as if he didn't care about losing money at all. I think the big fat man and others The two might be together!

As time passed, the middle-aged man kept smoking, one cigarette after another, his complexion became worse and worse, and his wallet became more and more deflated. Soon his wallet bottomed out. A pair of colorful bank cards remained.

In less than an hour, the face of the middle-aged man changed dramatically. I have been watching with my own eyes, seeing his face flushed because of anxiety. There is an indescribable complexity in my heart. I understand it in my heart He was fooled!
I can also vaguely see that the big fat guys must be cheating, as if they can control the winning or losing, but I can't see how they change the cards, because the second uncle didn't teach me mahjong and pai gow before. Hard card.

Seeing that there was no more money in his wallet, the middle-aged man said shyly, "I don't have much money with me today, can I owe you some money first?"

"There is no such thing as a debt on the table. If you owe him a debt, how can you still play?" The guy next to him who won the money had a cold expression on his face, without any intention of negotiating.

The middle-aged man was a little reconciled, wondering if he saw the trap, he had no choice but to stand up and leave without money.

The fat man suddenly took out 500 yuan and put it in front of him, saying: "Use it first, we are both unlucky today, we must win the money back!"

The sudden change made me unable to react. I wondered if the fat man was confused?The partner defrauded the middle-aged man of all his money, and even gave him more money?What's the point?
The middle-aged man was also very surprised, hesitated for a while and continued to play, saying: "I'm so sorry, I'll write you an IOU."

While talking, the middle-aged man began to rummage through his briefcase, but the fat man said nonchalantly, "No, no, what's the IOU? It's relaxing when you come out to play. They are all people on the scene, and 800 yuan is nothing."

I was a little shocked. I didn't expect the big fat man to be so forthright. The middle-aged man continued to play cards and talked more, and gradually chatted with the big fat man without saying a word.

I watched the middle-aged man walk into this scam step by step with my own eyes, but he didn't notice it at all...

(End of this chapter)