Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning

"Keep it simple. How do you think about exchanging this stick for a carrot?"

Nan Yan took out a yellow stick and put it on the mahjong table.

At this moment, his hand was still pressing down on Yu Niao's head like a dead dog. Perhaps it was because these nobles were indulgent and promiscuous, and Nan Yan didn't spend much effort to suppress him.

There was no way. Since he came to the underworld, even if he changed his name, he still encountered a lot of trouble.

That is, many underworld people saw that he was not very old and would think of using force to solve the problem.

At first, Nan Yan still used inertial thinking and tried to solve the problem in a white way, but he always felt that something was missing.

Because the weaker you are to the underworld people, the more aggressive they will be.

So many times, even if he won mahjong, he didn't collect the happy beans to avoid trouble.

But once he was playing mahjong in a street mahjong parlor, and he happened to meet Mizunotsuki Kazuya. However, he was playing cards at another table and didn't notice Nan Yan at all. After all, Nan Yan's temperament was completely different at this time. Moreover, Kazuya knew that Nan Mengyan had joined the name of Chiba Daitengu in the underworld rumors, so he didn't think that Nan Yan would appear in such a mahjong parlor.

Nan Yan didn't care too much at the time.

Then, while playing, a few hooligans at Kazuya's table suddenly started to jump up and down, because Kazuya could accurately and accurately get four Gangbao cards every time he opened a gang. Then seven consecutive half-zhuang were all one.

So he determined that Mizunotsuki Kazuya was also cheating.

Kazuya certainly wouldn't tolerate it, and he directly fought with these hooligans.

At first, Nan Yan didn't pay attention, but in the end, he made a hand of Wu Zhen Guo Shi Wu Shuang Shisan Mian, which was touched by the hooligans who beat Kazuya.

At that time, Nan Yan only felt bloodshot pupils.

You have to know that during that period, his fortune was declining, and his perception was intermittent. It was a sign of good luck that this deck of cards appeared after a long time.

But it was destroyed by someone.

Nan Yan was furious, and then he picked up a bench and fought with the gangsters.

But after the fight, the gangsters calmed down. They were not only polite to Nan Yan and Kazuya, but also paid the full amount of happy beans and compensated the store, and even wanted to recognize them as big brothers.

He fought dozens of people without any damage, which can be said to have completely defeated them.

Kazuya and this "Beichuan Puppet" who was good at fighting and had strong card power quickly became good brothers, and they also traveled together for a while.

After that, Kazuya took Nan Yan to fight in restaurants all the time. After all, with Kazuya as a shield, even if he kicked in the restaurant, others would think that it was the second son of the Mizunotsuki family who did it, and would not blame him.

During that time, Nan Yan was also familiar with the style of the underworld.

I have to say that He Ye said something good. People in the underworld are basically fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. They only recognize strength. A big fist is also part of strength. If you can beat them both at the poker table and outside the poker table, these people will be very easy to talk to.

It is for this reason that Nan Yan later gave up the gentleness of the white road and turned to the domineering style of He Ye.

In general, the effect is really ridiculous.

Many times, when you win at the mahjong table, the other party may not be convinced, but if you slap him hard and loudly offline, the other party will instantly have clear eyes.

Otherwise, why did the old man Kong in the past win people with virtue.

He is a super tough guy who is "wiser than Chang Hong, braver than Meng Ben, treading on the cunning rabbit, and recruiting the city gate with strength".

You may not understand what Mr. Kong is talking to you, but after two slaps, even a fool can understand!

And if you know the old man Washisuo, you will know that when he was young, he was not a weak and frail boy like Akagi. He was the god of war who won the game of Dragon God Mahjong, and he could walk like the wind with two large iron balls weighing dozens of kilograms hanging on his neck.

If the legendary night was a game between the young Washisuo Iwa and Akagi, not playing mahjong but playing in the octagonal cage, twenty Akagis might not be able to beat Vashiko.

So the black world should win people over with virtue.

The point stick that Nan Yan took was placed in front of Hatori, who was strangled by the neck and humiliated like a dead dog.

The yellow point stick represents 5,000 points!

"Fair game, whether it is you or us, the loss of 5,000 points must be paid with carrots, is that okay?"

Nan Yan slapped Hatori's face twice more like training a dog.

Although Hatori was extremely humiliated at the moment, he could feel the huge force exerted on his neck, which was not something a nobleman like him, who was powerless, could resist.

He remembered by chance that Kui seemed to be a monster who practiced both physical and magic. Not only did he reach the pinnacle of mahjong, he also studied Chinese Kung Fu, Jewish Krav Maga, and Brazilian fighting. If Beichuan Kui was his disciple, he would definitely be taught about physical fitness.

So he would never have a real-life PK with Kui's disciples.

Hatori was also very smart. Even though he was very humiliated, he also keenly perceived Kui's weakness.

That is, he seemed to pursue fairness!

At this moment, he also found a chance to fight back.

"Okay, for every loss of 5,000 points, you can pay with a carrot, and the bamboo shoots on your feet don't count. That's fair!

But you have more people here, and you have more carrots than us, so I will choose the first person on your side to pay the chips. It should be okay.

After all, this is the fairness you want!"

Hatori grinned.

This is a clear sign that Fukumaru Koito will be the first, so as to hold Fukumaru Huang hostage.

Since the other party wants fairness, then his side has fewer people and the chips are not equal, which is not fair.

So it is not excessive for him to make such a request!

"No problem, but if one side loses the last game, the last carrot will be decided by the winning side."

Nan Yan smiled and said.

Hatori also heard that Beichuan Kui did not want him to get away with it.

After all, if it is 100,000 points, not counting bamboo shoots but carrots, then they also have enough abandoned pieces.

Gu Gu, Kawashima and Tian Yuan add up to a total of 30, and each stick costs 5,000 points, so only 20 will be cut.

In the end, it will never fall on him.

But the last condition added by Kui is that the losing side must pay the price!

Do you really want to cut my carrot?

Being pressed on the mahjong table, Hatori, who was extremely humiliated, also had a trace of ferocity on his face.

No wonder Beichuan Kui asked him if it was the first time he had used a knife. It turned out that he had already reached this point since then.

After all, he was a nobleman, and he used other people's bodies as chips, so he could always play mahjong without any injuries.

But today, Kui used force to force him to use his own body as a stake.

And if he didn't agree, there would be nothing to talk about.

I'm afraid the other party would use himself as a human pillar to exchange for Fukumaru Koito.

In that case, there would be no possibility of fighting in this game.

If he wanted Beichuan Kui to pay the price, he had to agree to this condition.

"Okay, I agree."

Hatori gritted his teeth. Isn't it just a finger? Anyway, he could take it back. He could still bear it by gritting his teeth.

What's more, he might not lose. You have to know that the chips he designated for the other party are naturally Fukumaru Koito, who is the best candidate to hold Mr. Fukumaru Huang hostage.

But Kui obviously doesn't care about Fukumaru Koito's life or death. He will choose to keep drawing big cards and end the game in the fastest way.

In this case, Fukumaru Koito will definitely lose a lot of carrots in the middle.

The girl's endurance is obviously not as good as the black road behind him. She will cry bitterly if she sees a little blood, which makes Fukumaru Huang, who loves his granddaughter, collapse.

In this way, he only needs to use words to stimulate Fukumaru Huang, provoke the relationship between the two, and let Kitagawa Kui and Fukumaru Huang have an internal conflict. In the end, they will definitely win the game.

This is also the method that Hatori has always used.

People's hearts are extremely fragile. As long as he finds the weaknesses of people's hearts, he can be invincible.

He once played black mahjong with a couple of congressmen. The couple were both at the peak of the realm of heart-to-hand transfer and cooperated very well. They were invincible in playing cards and won hundreds of millions of his happy beans. It can be said that he was at a huge disadvantage throughout the whole process.

However, he still won in the end.

In fact, he did not use any powerful means. He simply put on the big screen a video of the congressman's husband having unhealthy relationships with multiple women.

Then he used words to provoke the relationship between the two, and then bribed one of them with money.

In the end, the congressman and his wife tore their faces on the spot, and the wife repeatedly attacked her husband, eventually making the scumbag bankrupt and ruined!

This is the fragile side of human nature.

As long as Lao Huang cares about the safety of his granddaughter, he will inevitably turn against Beichuan Kui.

Because if they want to win, they must hit directly to consume their points, and if they want to keep hitting directly to accumulate 100,000 points, this basically does not exist.

So only self-touch will work!

As long as Beichuan Kui is crazy about self-touch, the contradiction between him and Fukumaru Huang will be completely activated.

In the end, it is only a matter of time for them to win this game.

"Since the rules have been discussed, let's start."

Fukumaru Huang took a deep breath.

Kui's series of actions did help him a lot.

You know, according to the previous rules, 10,000 points equals one carrot, but you can cut it bit by bit, so as long as the opponent has 2,000 points, you can cut off one-tenth of the carrot.

This is definitely more vicious than cutting off the whole carrot.

Now it will be triggered only when the accumulated points are 5,000, so they only need to control the points of self-drawing, so as not to hurt their granddaughter.

But you still have to rely on direct hits to win.

However, Lao Huang also has absolute confidence. With his strength, it should not be that difficult to directly hit the opponent.

After all, he is the law of cause and effect, not Yu Wushuang. The law of cause and effect is a school that specializes in direct hits.

Moreover, in a game where the points will not increase but only decrease, the riichi stick used for riichi is the only way to recover your own points, but the cost of riichi will also increase, because if the teammates tie the cards, the points used for riichi will also decrease.

The cost of riichi is higher, and the number of silent listening in the game will also increase simultaneously.

This is more suitable for the use of the law of cause and effect.

Then, a middle-aged blue-collar worker named Lao Hong also recommended himself, claiming that he was the carrot-peeling prince on the construction site, and that he had cut hundreds of fingers, if not a thousand.

"Master, what do you do?"

Even Nan Yan couldn't help asking after hearing this.

Although he was also screwing in the factory, he basically didn't peel carrots all the time. This guy cut so many carrots, was he in the food chicken feet processing business?

"That... I am a dry food frozen meat processor. I put large pieces of pork into the meat grinder, and then the machine starts to run, and the meat is cut. I also bought a home meat grinder to cut carrots, so there will be no problem!"

When these words came out, everyone on the field took a breath of cold air.

This is really cruel!

Dark Mahjong can cut carrots and connect them back. This is definitely a meat bun hitting a dog, which will never come back!

"Can you see it?"

Old Hong scratched his head and asked shyly.

And the three people behind Hatori, Furuya, Kawashima and Tahara, shook their heads frantically. They didn't want to cut carrots in the first place, and this was even more against the will of heaven.

So they hoped that the boss Hatori would never agree.

"That's him!"

However, Hatori's eyes were bright, and a touch of cruelty emerged.

The previous carrot cutting may not have shocked Lao Huang, after all, it could be connected, but the girl's hand flexibility would have a little problem in the future.

But this one put the finger into the meat grinder and disappeared directly.

At that moment, the girl's sweet cry will definitely resound throughout the mahjong hall.

Lao Huang will definitely be heartbroken.

So in order to make Lao Huang and Beichuan Kui turn against each other, the punishment must be increased.

"No, no!"

Fukumaru Koito's face was pale at this moment, and she put her fingers into the meat grinder. This is absolutely unbearable for normal people.

And a young girl like her can hardly bear such great pain.

Seeing the girl's face full of fear, Yu Tiao was particularly proud.

This is the effect he wants.

And he doesn't care about the life and death of the three wastes, Gu Gu, Kawashima and Tianyuan.

As for the fact that he will be cut off the radish if he loses, I'm sorry, at the moment when Beichuan Kui and Fukumaru Huang quarreled, he was invincible!

So the final winner must be him!

The meat grinder is ready, and the game is officially started.

In this game, Lao Huang from the east, Genpachi Hoshino from the south, Yu Tiao from the west, and Beichuan Kui from the north.

"Self-draw!"

What no one expected was that Hatori announced a self-draw not long after the game started.

[One, two, three, seven, eight, nine, nine, seven, eight, nine, bamboo, one, two, three, ten thousand], the self-draw was a low-scoring six-draw.

"Peaceful self-draw, 400|700 points."

Fukumaru Huang was surprised. This was already the sixth round, and he didn't even notice Hatori's draw!

As a causal law, his perception is his most proud ability, but he couldn't even detect Hatori's draw!

Not only Fukumaru Huang, but even Nan Yan didn't feel anything unusual.

This is very strange.

Hatori didn't explain anything. After all, mahjong is mainly about information warfare, and he is born to interfere with people's senses, block the opponent's perception, and thus affect the opponent's judgment. It can be said that he is a mahjong player who is very restrained by the causal law.

Hiding his killer moves has always been Hatori's method.

So he won't be like those brainless villains who carelessly tell his opponents about his abilities.

Unfortunately, his interference can only affect a few cards, and cannot completely cover the card mountain and the hand.

But it is enough to deal with the law of causality.

Because shielding perception can affect the card mountain.

As long as the master of the law of causality cannot perceive the card mountain and the cards in each hand, he is actually no different from a blind man.

"Come on, take Miss Fukumaru's hand..."

After the hand, Hatori immediately ordered the people in the back.

"What are you going to do? It's not 5,000 points yet!" Old Huang immediately stood up and scolded.

"You misunderstood, I just asked them to help Miss Fukumaru trim her nails."

Hatori said with a bad taste.

Then the three people in the back also trimmed Fukumaru's nails with nail clippers with an evil smile on their faces. They knew that the boss wanted to scare this little sister and distract Old Huang.

And Fukumaru Koito was also trembling with fear, and tears could not stop flowing.

The sound of "click, click" came one after another, making Old Huang heartbroken.

Although he knew that Hatori was just playing with his mentality, Huang had to admit that the opponent's insidious tactics were indeed effective.

At this moment, Huang's heart was already in a mess.

"What a pity, if the high-purpose Jiusuo is touched, it will be a pure and peaceful self-draw, and Miss Fukumaru will have already seen blood!"

Hatori began his effective means.

That is to put pressure on Fukumaru Huang.

Indeed, if this deck of cards is touched with a high-purpose Jiusuo, forming a peaceful and pure self-draw, then the first Lao Huang will have to pay 4,000, and Kui will also have to pay 2,000, so this girl will have already burst into blood.

The beautiful screams of the girl will resound throughout this mahjong hall!

But suddenly, Nan Yan spoke lightly.

"Self-drawing Gaomu Jiusou, what are you talking about? You can't draw Gaomu with this deck of cards, unless you play Riichi, otherwise Pinghe self-drawing is the largest shape of this deck of cards."

"You have two Jiusou in your hand?"

Hatori raised his eyebrows. It's true that you are lucky. Both Jiusou are in your hand.

But your luck can't always be so good.

"No, the two Jiusou should be here."

Nan Yan pointed to the bottom of the trump card, which is the position of the Libao indicator card.

"Can you feel it? Both Jiusou are in here, I can hear the jumping of the Gaomu card underneath!"

"Impossible! You absolutely can't feel the position of Jiusou!"

Hayatori was anxious, worried that Nan Yan would directly push the cards into the shuffle mechanism, so he immediately turned over the trump card.

Obviously, the perception of the upper-level causal master would be blocked by his ability and could not perceive the card mountain. Unless Beichuan Kui was a ghost, it would be impossible for him to see through the card mountain.

Then he turned over the trump card, but it was a blank and 70,000, not the so-called nine ropes at all.

At this moment, Hatori suddenly reacted.

He was fooled!

"I see, it seems that you have some special skills."

Nan Yan smiled slightly, and then pushed the cards into the shuffler.

Since the perception of the puppet is invalid, let's use some simple abilities.

Old man, start!