Chapter 743 (1/2)

Four years of dormancy in Jiangcheng.

Ning Luo asked himself that his mahjong skills were not inferior to anyone he had seen.

But today at the Han family, in front of the Taoist priest Wang Ye of Longhu Mountain, Ning Luo can only describe himself in four words: willing to bow down!

Like a gambling king alive.

This wonderful flower has played ten cards since she sat at the mahjong table.

Three Tianhu, two Dihu, the remaining five, two eighteen Arhats, one nine lotus treasure lamp, and two flowers on the same color bars.

It's silly to show Ning Luo and old man Zhao Danqing directly.

Ten cards, ten are yangshou cards!

Of course, if only this, it would not make Ning Luo and others stunned.

Another Du evil monk from Xiangguo Temple went to extremes with Taoist Wang Ye.

If Taoist Wang Ye played the yangshou card, he was just renewing his life.

Ten cards. At the end of each shot, it's also an evil door, and the next shot is a gun on the bar. Ning Luona is called speechless.

In Ning Luo's opinion, this product doesn't know anything about mahjong, and it's like this in his life.

Taoist priest Wang Ye ridiculed the evil monk Du several times and ”advised him to stop fighting, but the evil monk didn't listen at all.

Completely explained to the public what it means to be addicted to cooking!

As for ye Xiaochi and Wu zhantian, they became companions on the card table.

The chips lost by Taoist priest Wang ye turned around and earned back from the evil monk.

After ten rounds, I didn't earn or lose. I was lonely.

”Cough, cough, I said to master Du evil, let's stop playing. If we fight at the current speed, I'm afraid you may lose all your underwear before midday...”

”And Taoist priest Wang Ye. As the saying goes, stay on the front line and meet each other in the future. You see, monk Du evil basically won everything he took with you. There's no need to play again? Also, I want to ask you, ”are you really not afraid of losing your life when you play like this?”

One side, looking at the four people who pushed the cards to play the eleventh game, Ning Luo hurried forward and stopped.

In this Kung Fu of just taking the card, the card in Taoist Wang Ye's hand has gone towards the flower on the uniform bar again.

If I don't stop it, I'm afraid it's no different from the first ten innings.

”Amitabha, monks don't lie. I just told this smelly Taoist priest to play 20 games and then play 20 games. I'm free to win or lose. I don't insist. I'd rather give almsgiver no advice!”

Du evil monk looked at him with two bright eyes. He became two pairs of engraved cards. He didn't listen to Ning Luo's words at all. He put his palms together to be polite to Ning Luo and began his own code card again.

”You see, Taoist Ning, it's not that our Taoist priest is not accommodating, but that the bald donkey is addicted to vegetables and has to fight. What should we do? Taoist priest can only fight with him for ten more rounds. In addition, what is the relationship between playing cards and life expectancy? ”

”Uh... No... it doesn't matter. You go on, you go on.”

Ning Luo didn't know how to answer the question. He quickly prevaricated and dealt with it.

”Instructor, why don't you fight old Zhao? We don't have a sense of participation at all?”

Ye Xiaochi took a card, looked at Taoist Wang Ye, looked at the evil monk Du, and had played the withdrawal drum.

One plays yangshou card. He can't touch the card with two hands, and he is a big Hu every time.

He was frightened and jealous.

The other one was so stupid that he played the cards again and again. He was simply deliberately lighting the shots for them. He was embarrassed to Hu each other's cards, but the latter was still happy to light the shots.

This kind of game is a game ye Xiaochi has never played, and there is no fun of mahjong at all.

”Yes, yes, instructor, you'd better come up with old Zhao...”

Wu zhantian also played a retreat drum.