This is......

It's not acrobatics, it's magic! It's fake! It's definitely fake!

Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked at the mahjong games that were neatly arranged, only to confirm that what they saw was not an illusion, it was real.

"Boss...... Are you sure it's an acrobatic trick? It's not going to be a magic trick to fool us, is it? This is too dazzling, boss, how the hell did you do it? If I learned this trick, wouldn't it be ...... for me to be a girl in the future?"

Zhao Wei's eyes lit up and he looked at Gong Ji in shock. The way of this base card is simply handsome, if you play mahjong with someone in the future, come up to this hand, and the girl around you is not immediately thrown into your arms?

"Hehe! Xiaowei, I'm very sorry! You learned this trick, it's impossible to want to make a girl, it seems that few girls like to play mahjong in the current era, and Aunt Bubble may have a chance. However, this trick, it is estimated that with your talent, I am afraid that you will not have a chance to practice it in this life. What's more, this kind of fancy moves are useless, flashy, and even more fancy, I will do it, but it is just fooling ordinary people! It does not play a big role in winning the game, and it is usually some people who do not know how to gamble and pretend to be masters will use these tricks to fool people! You see, like this trick, I can do it at will, but I will never show it in front of others. ”

Gong Ji shook his head at Zhao Wei and asked him to dispel such thoughts as soon as possible.

As he spoke, Miyayoshi reached out and grabbed one end of the row of mahjong in front of him, and his wrist shook slightly. The row of mahjong was like a soft whip, making a wave shaking, making a clattering sound, shaking in mid-air and then falling off the table.

"......" Everyone looked dumbfounded again, could it be that what they saw was a fake mahjong?

What's even more speechless is that Miyayoshi said that he won't show off easily, but are you sure you're showing off now?

"Hmph! This time it's my turn to sit in the bank? Do you want to cut the cards Gongji? If you don't cut them, then I'll roll the dice?" Wu Zijie naturally knew that the fancy moves of this base card were purely fooling people, and it really depended on the result. No matter how fancy this shuffle is, it is useless to lose the card in the end.

Wu Zijie naturally knows such a simple truth, and he just wants to use this to deter this kid Gong Ji, who would have thought that this pretending to be forced would be grassed, which made him very faceless. As soon as he saw what ten thousand Buddhas returned to Miyayoshi, what divine dragon swung his tail, the coolness of the move directly crushed the Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles that he had painstakingly studied, and immediately gave up the boring move of competing with Miyayoshi and went directly to the topic.

"I don't have to! Whoever of you wants to cut it! I don't care!"

Miyayoshi shook his head indiscriminately, he didn't have this at all, because he had already won this game, and it was a result whether he cut the cards or not.

"Okay! Confident enough! Hehe! Then the old man is not welcome!uh...... Seven o'clock, too!"

Without Wu Zijie's prompting, Alan and another companion naturally didn't know how to cut cards. It's just that when Wu Zijie threw the dice, there was a little accident when he sent the dice. The original intention was to throw four points or a point, from the first place in front of him to start to take cards, who expected that the dice seemed to collide with something, this roll, the sum of the two dice became seven points.

This little accident shouldn't be a big problem, right? Wu Zijie frowned slightly, this result is a little different from his thoughts. But it doesn't matter, with his skills, he can also touch a good handful of cards!

But when Wu Zijie took all the cards, he was depressed and found that it was a big bad deck of cards, all kinds of messy, and it was an ordinary person who took this hand, and it was estimated that he had given up. However, this is not much of a problem for Wu Zijie, others have to draw at least five or six cards to be able to draw cards, and Wu Zijie He only needs to touch two or three cards, to be able to turn a bad card in his hand into a peerless good card.

How?

This is Wu Zijie's superiority, others touch a card every time, but he has the ability to touch three cards at a time!

You heard it right, Wu Zijie can draw three cards every time he touches a card. He has a special technique that allows him to hide two unwanted cards in his hand when he draws them, swap them out at the moment of drawing, and add the cards in his hand to bring back three new cards at a time.

In the first round, it was normal for everyone to play cards, and soon it was Wu Zijie's turn to draw cards.

"Don't move! Stop! Director Andrew, look at the cards on Wu Zijie's table! Isn't it a big deal? How do I see that there are fourteen cards on the board? Old man Wu, don't ask for the east first, keep the current posture! Director Andrew, come and count them!"

Just as Wu Zijie reached out to touch the cards, unexpectedly, Gong Guitar suddenly spoke, Wu Zijie's body suddenly stiffened, and his hands trembled slightly.

Wu Zijie secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and the hand that touched the cards hurriedly loosened, put the two cards on the table, and forcibly kept his right hand empty, so as not to be discovered by others His two cards.

"Master, you seem to have miscounted, this old Mr. Wu's cards are obviously only eleven...... Not fourteen cards...... But this is not right, Mr. Wu, he didn't eat, and he didn't need to touch the kong, it stands to reason that there should be thirteen cards?"

Mary saw that the dealer was born, and she was very sensitive to counting, and at a glance she saw that the cards on Wu Zijie's table were as many as two cards less. Fortunately, it was Miyayoshi who reminded him, otherwise Mary really didn't notice this small detail.

"Mr. Wu, do you still have two cards? If I remember correctly, according to the rules of mahjong, your card is called Xiao Xianggong, and you have lost the qualification to win this game. Being said by Gong Ji and Mary, Andrew also had to pay attention to Wu Zijie's number of cards, and it was indeed inexplicably missing two cards.

"Uh...... This one...... That's it, the old man admits it! This game can't be Hu can't be Hu, it should be two less cards when splitting at the beginning......"

Wu Zijie was extremely embarrassed, he didn't expect that he was so secretive, and he was actually broken by this guy Gong Ji, and I don't know if he happened or really saw through it. But no matter which one it is, he can only reluctantly admit that his cards are small and male. It is not good to be a teacher, and it seems that this game can only accompany the prince to study.

Alan and his companion were dumbfounded, looking at their master with suspicious eyes, and wanted to ask the master what kind of trouble he was trying to make? With a veteran like the master, it stands to reason that he should not make such a low-level mistake! So how to play next? Without their master, how to deal with this guy Miyayoshi?

"Ahaha! I'm laughing to death! I'm still a mahjong master? I think it's Alzheimer's, right? Old man, you still go to the old people's home, the mahjong in the casino is not suitable for you!" Zhao Wei originally thought that this white-haired old man was such a powerful master, and was worried about whether the palace guitar could handle it. Who would have expected that this Wu Zijie would start from the palace first, and in the first game, he would make a small deck of cards, a low-level mistake that only some novices would make, but he died of laughter.

"Hehe! Okay! Accept your explanation!Let's continue!" Gong Ji smiled slightly, and he didn't intend to expose this Wu Zijie. Originally, I was looking forward to Wu Zijie to see if his gambling skills could arouse Miyayoshi's fighting spirit. Who would have thought that Wu Zijie, a master who has been studying mahjong for decades, would use such a rough technique to play cards, exposing such a big flaw to the opponent, Gong Ji was really drunk.

"Master, don't worry! And us! This game, we still have a chance! Dongfeng!" Allen saw that he couldn't count on Wu Zijie, the master, in this game, he could only force this game to carry this game of cards.

Well...... Wish......

Wu Zijie could only take a deep breath and nodded slightly in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry! I'm touching myself again!"

However, when Wu Zijie first had such an idea, it was Gong Ji's turn to touch a card, and he had already drawn himself, and suddenly the three of them and apprentices fell into a stupor.

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