I'm going! Boss, did you suddenly take gunpowder? Why did your temper suddenly become irritable? Don't fire the map cannon!

What do you mean by the people here? Huh? No, it seems that I am standing, and I am not among the people who are scolding? Yes! That's it!

Zhao Wei was dumbfounded beside him, and Gong Ji suddenly opened fire, feeling that he was almost injured by mistake.

"Boy, are you thinking too much? Do you still want to do the right thing for heaven? How old are you? In the eyes of the old man, you are just a lump of Xiang! If it weren't for my apprentice looking for the old man to avenge him, the old man really wouldn't disdain to do anything with a nameless junior like you! Hmph! But boy, you want to use words to stimulate the old man and disturb the old man's emotions, this trick is too naïve. The old man has eaten more salt than you have ever eaten, and this trick has no effect on me! Let's see the real thing at the table!"

Wu Zijie's face was gloomy, it was ten years ago, just based on what Gong Ji just said, Wu Zijie had already slapped the arrogant kid in front of him. However, as he gets older, his cultivation skills are getting older, and he will not be easily fooled, and he will be easily disturbed by a young man's state of mind in a few words, otherwise he will live in vain all these years.

"Hehe! My master has already taken the green card of our rice country, but he is a genuine rice country, and he is no longer you Huaxia people, and he will have nothing to do with you Huaxia in the future! Therefore, I advise you, don't try to apply Huaxia's feelings in front of my master, it's useless! Gong Ji, haven't you always wanted to start? Now that my master is here, don't you dare?"

Alan sneered and replied to Gong Ji, they don't pit the Chinese people, do they pit the Chinese people? Who in the world doesn't know, only the vast majority of Chinese people will like mahjong.

"Oh! That's right! That's fine, I won't have any psychological pressure if I want to win in a while! Then let's start! Shuffle the cards!"

Gong Ji was stunned for a moment, glanced at Wu Zijie, and saw that he was expressionless, which should be a tacit acquiescence. In this case, then Gong Ji doesn't have to think about the mercilessness of his subordinates for this old guy of Wu Zijie.

Smack! Miyayoshi tapped the mahjong table and pushed all the mahjong into chaos.

"It turned out to be an old traitor who escaped from Huaxia, come on, boss! I support you to sword the traitor and clean up the portal!" "Zhao Wei, the rich second generation, is usually a little squirrel, but he is also a little enthusiastic, and after hearing Allen's words, his impression of Wu Zijie, an old man, fell to the bottom. If it weren't for his limited strength, he would have liked to be like Miyayoshi, and personally understand this old immortal who betrayed the nation.

Wu Zijie, who originally looked like a bit of a master, instantly became a traitor and national scum in Zhao Wei's mind. If he was in China, Zhao Wei would inevitably find twenty-four people, and take turns to pump him Wu Zijie every hour every day, and he would not stop until he was beaten into a geriatric psychiatric hospital.

"Humph!"

Wu Zijie quietly glared at Zhao Wei, with a murderous aura in his eyes, and shot over.

At this time, Wu Zijie also stretched out his hands and shuffled the cards left and right, as if he was playing Tai Chi, and those mahjong seemed to be magnetic, tying his hands and turning.

It was only at this time that everyone discovered that Wu Zijie's hands were very special, and they didn't look like a middle-aged hand in his fifties at all. The fingers are slender, white as milk, and tender as a boiled egg from a shell.

"Huh, this old guy's hands seem to have something...... Gong Ji sighed in surprise, feeling that Wu Zijie's hands looked extremely abrupt and incompatible with himself. If you just look at your hands, you really think it's a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Mary looked down in shame, how the hell did this old fellow take care of his hands so well?

"Wo Cao! I've seen plastic surgery faces, breasts, and it's the first time I've seen plastic surgery hands! Perverted!" Zhao Wei couldn't help but exclaim, when he looked at Wu Zijie's hands, his eyes didn't leave again. Zhao Wei asked himself if he had a hand fetish, but he still had a strong urge at this time, and wanted to go up and touch Wu Zijie's hands a few times, presumably it would be very comfortable to touch!

"Hmph! I don't know! The old man's hands have been soaked in milk for more than 30 years, how can it be soaked in vain? It's rare to have such an opportunity, tonight the old man will let you see the highest level of mahjong shuffling!

Wu Zijie smiled coldly, as a person who can dominate the gambling world for decades without falling, relying on these hands that are better maintained than others.

Wu Zijie, even if he is over half a hundred years old now, his hand speed still maintains his youth. The peak hand speed of the year is definitely not possible, but it has been able to maintain the hand speed of eight or nine percent of the year, coupled with the accumulated decades of experience, it is enough to beat everyone in the field of mahjong, and it has not tasted defeat for more than ten years.

This is Wu Zijie's source of confidence, this kid in front of him who doesn't know the height of the sky, here he is talking wildly, Wu Zijie has the heart to show his hand, first shock Gong Ji!

I saw Wu Zijie's hands were extremely flexible, like butterflies wearing flowers, and the eyes of others seemed to be unable to keep up with his speed, and in less than three seconds, a long row of mahjong tiles was built in front of him.

"Wo Cao! Is this acrobatics? It's so cool!" Zhao Wei and Mary were dumbfounded, this hand speed is really amazing, can an old man in his fifties do it?

"Master is still as powerful as ever!"

"It's really worthy of Master! This base is handsome!"

Allen and the others must have seen Wu Zijie shuffle and base cards like this, but it is really a long morale at this time. Looking around, who was not shocked by Master Wu Zijie's hand? Seeing their dumbfounded expressions one by one, it felt really cool.

"Hehe! Since everyone likes to look fancy, that's fine, then I'll have fun too!

Only Gong Ji shook his head, this old man, you are old, just shuffle the cards, you need to fight so hard, you don't need so many ineffective actions!

Uh, what is the Gong guitar for?

Everyone looked at Gong Ji in surprise, and wanted to say Gong Ji, can you still surpass the Great Wall of China?

In the world, it is impossible for anyone to shuffle and base cards in mahjong, which can be more handsome and cooler than my Wu Zijie's move!

Wu Zijie clasped his fingers on the gambling table, tilted slightly, and looked at Gong Ji like a joke.

However, in the next second, Wu Zijie couldn't laugh, his face froze instantly, as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't close it for a long time, his eyes stared at these mahjong and Gong Ji's hand!

"Homecoming!"

I saw the right hand of the palace guitar on the table scattered mahjong cards, some face up, some face down, messy stacked together, but in the hands of the palace guitar rubbed, they all seemed to have life, instantly came to life, face up cards have turned over!

Bang!

Gong Ji's right hand suddenly slapped to the middle of the gambling table, and a shocking scene appeared! Except for the long row of mahjong that Wu Zijie had washed, the other mahjong seemed to have countless hands holding them, magically rolling. In an instant, they jumped in the other three directions except the direction where Wu Zijie was sitting.

Da Da ...... Da Da ......

Only a series of clicking sounds were heard, and these mahjong were neatly divided into two layers, neatly arranged in three rows, which fell in front of the three seats!

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