The bet between Sun Yixie and Murong Ji spread throughout Hangzhou City in just a few days.

In order to show fairness, the two agreed that the bet project will be decided by Murong Ji, and the time and place of the bet will be arranged by Sun Yixie.

This is quite reasonable, because Murong Ji is a "gambling bully", so it is easier to convince the public by handing over the content of betting to him; and Sun Yixi, as a local tyrant, organized the venue and organized the audience, was twice the result with half the effort.

Youdao is the mouth of a storyteller and the legs of a play. We will say this sentence to you.

In a blink of an eye, the day of the two of them was on the verge of each other.

On this afternoon, the wind was sunny.

Murong Ji and Liu Ming boarded a cruise ship on West Lake on time.

Today, Mr. Murong didn’t bring so many thugs, but only Liu Ming. After all, the space of the cruise boat was limited in the past. Even though Sun Yixie picked up a large ship divided into two layers, the area of ​​that layer could accommodate dozens of people.

Except for both parties who are betting, the quota for these dozens of people will naturally be left to those "audiences" who come to witness, rather than to dozens of thugs brought to one party.

Anyway, the people who can watch the battle on this ship today are all high-ranking officials and nobles in Hangzhou. No matter how Sun Yixie is, he will never be able to beat Murong Ji in front of these people, and he ambushed him on the spot.

Therefore, Murong Ji did not need to bring so many people.

After getting on the boat, Mr. Murong and Liu Ming were immediately taken to the second floor. When he walked into the room (i.e. the cabin of the Huafang), he found that there was a circle of people sitting around the house, and the seats were almost full.

A square table and four stools were already set up in the middle of the room.

Murong Ji was not surprised by these decorations, because he chose the mahjong project that he had confronted Sun Yixie today.

"Mr. Liu." Murong Ji came to the table and did not rush to sit down, but called Liu Ming softly.

Liu Ming immediately understood and went forward to check the tables and chairs.

No one is irrelevant about their behavior, because what they are doing is what they should do now.

Anyone who has been to the gambling table understands that when you go to an important bet, you must be on guard against anything provided by your opponent, because anything... can be passive.

The drink you drink may be drugged, the chair you sit in may have organs, the table in front of you, the floor, the ceiling... only you can't imagine, nothing can't be done.

Most of the techniques you have seen in magic, whether with the help of props or pure techniques, have even more foolproof versions.

Some of these techniques can be seen through with your eyesight or experience on the spot, but there are many... If you don't check in advance and be prepared, then you can't expose it even if you do it in front of you.

"Young master, no problem." After carefully checking the tables, chairs and surrounding floor beams and columns, Liu Mingzai reported to Murong Ji.

Murong Ji nodded and was about to take his seat.

But just as he walked towards one of the chairs casually and was about to sit down, he hesitated again.

Because there are four seats here, which one should he sit on?

Thinking of this, Murong Ji looked around again.

Due to the limited space in the boat, the audience sitting in the front is only more than two meters away from the gambler's back. Just stretch your neck to see the card. Then, if you choose the wrong position and sit behind you, a business partner with a good relationship with Sun Yixie, what should you do if you give the password to the other side?

Liu Ming also quickly saw Murong Ji's concerns, so he continued: "Young master, why don't we wait a moment, and when Sun Yixie comes, we will see where he wants to sit first, and then we will make a decision..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly!

A sudden sound of the pipa and suona burst out from outside the cabin.

With the pipa as the accompaniment and the suona as the main melody, a classic bgm of the movie "God of Gambling" suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the hatch door opened...

The next second, Sun Yixie, who was wearing gorgeous clothes, sunglasses, and a dried salted fish in her mouth, appeared with the music.

Maybe because this appearance has been rehearsed many times, Brother Sun wanted to lengthen the process a little, so he started to move forward slowly in slow motion after entering the door, and anyway, he just took steps forward very slowly...

Everyone present was shocked on the spot.

Especially Murong Ji and Liu Ming, they were stunned.

Murong Ji was muttering in his heart at that time: "Is this Sun crazy? Is he accused of setting up a suspicion array? Or is he looking down on me?"

Just as he was confused, the music outside the house had come to an abrupt end, because Sun Yixie taught the musicians a short piece in total, and they could not continue to play it any longer.

Sun Yixie immediately smiled and greeted him: "Hahaha...ah..."

But just as he was smiling and about to speak, he tripped under his feet and fell down on the spot to eat shit.

Of course this is not surprising. Think about it, there were sunglasses in those days, but there were glasses, so Brother Sun’s sunglasses were obviously a pair of glasses that he dyed black with ink…

"Mom!" Sun Yixie instinctively cursed the street, and stood up again as quickly as possible, while slapping off the dust on her body, "Well... I'm sorry, wearing sunglasses in the room can't see the road clearly."

He said that, but he still put on the sunglasses he had just dropped off again... and even put them on the back.

Looking at the other party's funny performance, Murong Ji's thoughts now were: "I was so conspired by such a thing a few days ago? Am I actually a fool?"

"What... Brother Murong, Mr. Liu." Sun Yixie seemed to want to open up the topic and hide his embarrassment, so he immediately continued, "What are you standing? Please sit down."

"Oh...hehe." Liu Ming came to his senses a little faster. He immediately clasped his fists and said dryly, "This 'camp' is hosted by Mr. Sun... The master did not sit, so why are our guests embarrassed to sit?"

This is actually nonsense. I have only heard of the owner waiting for the owner to take a seat at dinner, but I have never heard of the rules for gambling.

However, his plausible theory did not seem to have made Sun Yixi realize any special intention.

"Okay." Sun Yixie just responded casually and wanted to sit down on a nearby chair.

"Let's wait!" At this moment, Murong Ji said something and stopped him, "Brother Sun, you are the master, you should sit north and south, that is... the position there."

Murong Ji's reaction was very fast this time. He thought that Sun Yixie's "sitting casually" must be pretending, so when Sun Yixie chose, he asked Sun Yixie to sit opposite him, and he himself took over the one chosen by Sun Yixie.

"Ha?" Sun Yixie was stunned when she heard this, "How can you still divide the southeast, southwest and northwest on the boat?"

No matter how much he complained, he still moved his position according to Murong Ji's statement.

"Okay... You said this is North or North. Anyway, I couldn't find North." Sun Yixie was the truth, otherwise how could he "reverse the high-speed rail"?

"Well..." Seeing this, Murong Ji did not answer any more. He just came to the position he had won and sat down, and signaled Liu Ming to sit on his left hand, that is... the side where he could "feed cards" him.

Sun Yixie saw all these, but she didn't care.

"Two, do you want something to drink?" Sun Yixie asked when he saw the two of them sit down.

Murong Ji and Liu Ming were a little confused by his question because the gamblers at that time generally did not have the habit of eating and drinking while gambling, and would not hug a beautiful woman as a vase by their side.

Maybe some private gambling games set up by princes and nobles will do this, but generally, private gambling, especially when playing mahjong, which requires constantly touching cards and playing cards, will not do this...

"No need." Murong Ji hesitated for a few seconds and said he didn't need to drink it.

"I don't need it either." Liu Mingzi was the same.

As mentioned earlier, they should try to avoid accepting what the other party provides to prevent fraud.

"Oh, that's OK..." Sun Yixie turned to a servant who was waiting for a while and said, "My man, give me a bowl of soy milk."

"Yes." The attendant responded and went out.

Murong Ji and Liu Ming really couldn't see through Sun Yixie... In those days, the so-called "drinks" were the most common ones, and the soy milk was positioned similar to "soup", which was usually just for breakfast, but Sun Yixie actually asked for a bowl at this occasion? The key is that there are really on the boat?

Yes, there is...

Today, the second floor of this boat is a gambling venue, and the first floor is the "preparation area". There are not only soy milk, but most of the tea, wine and drinks are available. There are also many dried fruit and snacks of various colors.

Of course, in addition to stocking, another function of the first floor is to give the servants brought by the distinguished guests on the second floor a place to stay. After all, the space on the boat is really limited. If there is someone standing around each guest on the second floor, it would be too crowded.

"Brother Tang, come and sit here too." After Sun Yixie ordered soy milk, he turned to shout at Tang Weizhi who had already been waiting in a corner of the room.

The latter heard the sound and quickly walked through the audience and came to the card table.

Today, Tang Weizhi was wearing a strong suit and looked radiant and energetic; it was obvious that his previous injury had almost healed.

"I have met Mr. Murong, Mr. Liu." Tang Weizhi first clasped his fists and greeted the two of them, and then said "Young Master" to Sun Yixie's eyes, and then sat down.

Murong Ji and Liu Ming looked at him and exchanged glances. At this time, both of them were suspicious in their hearts: "It's him?"

It is normal for them to be surprised, because according to common sense, if Sun Yixie wants to find a mahjong partner, he will probably find his think tank Xue Tui, or simply invite a local gambling expert to help... But he didn't expect that Tang Weizhi, the "beater" who watches the West Lake Yashi, can sit on it.

So what is Tang Weizhi's gambling skills?

One sentence is an old gambler.

Maybe everyone has forgotten that Tang Weizhi, the "formerly 19th generation disciple of Kongtong Sect", was expelled from the master because he was good at gambling and took a lot of debts and accidentally beat the rogue who came to collect the debt to death. He was expelled from the master's sect and ruined his bright future.

Later, when he was wandering around the world and gave up on himself, he also bet a lot, but he still has a bottom line. He did not rely on his martial arts to do evil things like Hongmeique...

Even though Tang Weizhi was so poor that he was begging for food, he never harmed the people.

Later, he was so hungry that he ran to the West Lake Elegant Cafe for a tycoon meal. He wanted to be sent to jail, but was taken in by Sun Yixie... After that, Tang Weizhi quit gambling.

In fact, no one has advised him to quit gambling, but he feels that he has finally met a noble person and has a chance to become a new person, so he must not fall into depravity again.

It is also because of this that since a year ago, Tang Weizhi has never been involved in anything related to gambling. Even if people say they don’t gamble and just ask him to go to the poker table to make up the numbers, he firmly refuses.

But today, the young master asked him to take action, so he would naturally break the example.

Someone may say that even if he is an old gambler, he is also an old gambler who once lost to the debt. Isn’t this a genius? Is it useful?

Then you might as well think this way. Are there anyone in this world who doesn’t lose money after gambling for a long time?

To put it bluntly, as long as gambling continues for a long time, there are only two types of people who can win: one is a casino, and the other is a fraud.

Even if there are very few people who can achieve a winning rate of more than 60% in a project with relatively high technical content based on their skills and luck without cheating, this kind of person is only rare... equivalent to a modern mahjong professional player.

This Murong Ji, who was born in a gambling family and known as the "gambling bully", is at this level.
To be continued...