In fact, before time traveling, Zhao Xueyan didn't gamble at all. In terms of card skills, he was just playing Landlords, and Happy Beans lost their level at all times.

I have never played mahjong before.

But among the various classic Hong Kong movies he has watched, there are many gambling movies. In the last NZT-48 state, the cards, rules, card skills, and various skills he has seen in the stories he has seen, and he has suddenly become a master.

Today he doesn't have NZT-48, but the sign-in system has three times the brain power?

In just over two hours, Xiao Zhao, who only brought more than 20,000 Hong Kong dollars to the table, quickly accumulated nearly 40,000 yuan.

He didn't pay a thousand yuan in this, nor did he deliberately target anyone. He just relied on his strong brain power to count cards, based on what cards each opponent played, mentally calculating what game the opponent was doing, and occasionally losing one or two games, the price is not painful.

But he wins a lot.

As he was playing, when Zhao Xueyan touched Thirteen Yao again and happily collected the money, Liang Kun slapped the table in anger and swept a lot of mahjong all over the floor, "Don't you lose all the money? You look at your gentle and elegant appearance, but I didn't expect that you were a scam, brothers are doing things!"

Hulala.

Five young men stood up in the mahjong hall immediately, all of whom looked at Zhao Xueyan with a bad expression. Zhao Xueyan was stunned and even had a toothache, "No, Brother Kun, I heard that you are the master of Hongxing, the first district sermon, you will be furious if you lose a few thousand yuan?"

"Brother B, no, can you lose and not win when playing cards with you? I say I give you a thousand, what about the evidence? Besides, I just play cards with you, do I need to pay a thousand?"

As he spoke, Zhao Xueyan's eyes showed a hint of contempt.

He does make a thousand, and it is nothing more than a quick hand, touching a few more cards, occasionally changing cards, etc. He has three times his brain power, triple physical fitness, and talks about hand speed... He can easily play fifteen or even sixteen at the same time with thirteen Guangdong mahjong.

This is the level that masters with normal physical fitness can reach after learning and various training.

But just playing mahjong with Liangkun Da B and others, does it take a thousand yuan? Even if you count cards, you can kill these big gangsters.

Under his slightly contemptuous question, Big B suddenly turned red. Although he always felt that Zhao Xueyan's last words looked a little bit despised, Liang Kun was indeed too dissatisfied with trouble like this.

They are all old birds at the mahjong table, the leader of the first area, and they are not without any insight. Anyway, Big B found no traces of Zhao Xueyan from beginning to end.

With a light cough, Big B comforted Liang Kun, "Akun, if this Ayan is out of thousands, I can't have noticed it at all, right? Brother Zhu, where are you?"

Brother Zhu of Liansheng spoke and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, "I don't know, but this kid has no head or tail and doesn't know where it came out. Of course, I'll stand Brother Kun, and it's good to teach him a lesson."

Zhao Xueyan immediately glanced at Brother Zhu resentfully, "I didn't offend you, right? Even if you lose money, you will lose the least amount."

Brother Zhu smiled disdainfully, "Do you think you are? If you offend me, you will be dead."

At this moment, Liang Kun also waved his hand and said, "Go, beat him up!"

The five Hongxing brothers immediately left their previous seats and surrounded them with great momentum.

……………………

After a moment.

The entire mahjong hall seemed to have experienced a typhoon, with mahjong tables and mahjong plaques falling all over the ground.

On the ground, on the collapsed tables, on the corners and walls, there are figures lying or sitting wailing everywhere.

Zhao Xueyan put away his more than 40,000 yuan, squatted beside Liang Kun with a smile, and gently feared that he would hit Liang Kun's face with his hands. "Brother Kun, you're just playing a card. Why are you so impulsive? Look, although a group of little brothers are not missing a broken arm, the medical expenses will cost at least several thousand or tens of thousands, right?"

Liang Kun resisted the urge to curse and said with a dark face, "Boy, no matter where you are, offend us Hongxing, you don't want to continue on Hong Kong Island."

Zhao Xueyan ignored Liang Kun's threat, stood up and took a few steps, grabbed a pair of ankles of Brother Zhu, who was also seriously injured, and dragged them to the ground like a dead dog to the side of Liang Kun, "Brother Zhu, do you mean the same thing? Threat me like Brother Kun?"

"Look, Brother B is so calm. He has not been involved in the previous incident and is still fine now. If you two die unexpectedly, Brother B can happily go to your grave to play the suona."

As soon as these words came out, Da B, who was standing not far away, was sweating suddenly, "No, I can't play suona."

What a god, go to the grave of two people to play suona?!

Is he such a person?

But Big B also began to be afraid of Zhao Xueyan. This guy was extremely capable. He turned around and took the air and kicked him a few meters away. By the way, he was like bowling, and he led two or three people down, including the table.

Three consecutive kicks in the air, the beautiful and gorgeous one is more handsome than Hong Kong Island action movies. It is the level of one kick that can destroy one, and Zhao Xueyan's punching power is also a blow. Either the hit person kneels on the ground and vomits, or the punch makes your teeth collapse a few times.

He felt that the prince Hongxing could beat the most and probably couldn't stand it for a few rounds.

It would be fine if it was just like this. The most perverted thing was that in the group battle, a little brother Hong Xing grabbed a stick and hit Zhao Xueyan on the head. This guy just shook his head, then hammered it down, and knocked the little brother away.

The adult hit him with a stick without any injuries??

Of course, he didn't know that Zhao Xueyan was wearing an invisible defense helmet brushed from Big D, a fishing helmet, which you could easily resist with a stone, and the shock and impact didn't exist.

But I don’t know, but it doesn’t hinder Big B’s shock!

Where did this come from? How could this be fought?

Without a knife, you can't get out the gun. If you waste one or two people, you're like sprinkling water. This will definitely be the level of the double flower red stick, or even stronger!

When Big B left the waterfall and denied it, Zhao Xueyan looked at him speechlessly again, "You can't learn it. If you can't learn it, you can always dance with disco, right? Think about it, you and Liangkun and Brother Zhu are not without conflicts."

"When they die one day, will you run to their grave to dance? Isn't it very exciting?"

Not to mention that Big B couldn't stand it after hearing this. Liang Kun, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes wildly, "Boy, I've recorded what happened today. As long as you don't kill me, I must make you look good!"

After all, he is one of the masters of Hongxing and a big brother. When such a person comes, he pays attention to whether he loses or not. It is nothing to be beaten down by someone. If he loses even his face, it would be embarrassing.

As for Zhao Xueyan's failure to get a thousand when playing cards, he was Liang Kun who couldn't afford to lose and deliberately cheated the other party? So what happened? He was a club member, and he was called the boss of the club if he didn't cheat others? Besides, it's a trivial matter for Zhao Xueyan to get a thousand when he was there.
Chapter completed!