Crazy!

Jiang Hao was playing mahjong faster and faster. Mahjong seemed to be given life under his hands. Jiang Hao was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and his whole body was still moving, only his upper body was waving with his arms.

"Look, the mahjong is about to fly."

Fan Yao kept watching Jiang Hao play mahjong. The speed of mahjong was so fast that even his eyes could not catch up. The rapid rotation of mahjong had not had time to land and floated up again. On the table, the mahjong that Hu Baiban pressed with his hands appeared. All mahjong seemed to have no weight. As Jiang Hao's cross-dance of his hands, they flew away from the table and moved in the air!

"This kung fu in playing mahjong is simply superb. Jiang Hao's kung fu is unpredictable to the dice, but the excitement of his playing mahjong is completely beyond his dice."

"Every mahjong is very heavy, and Jiang Hao actually made it fly out of thin air by rubbing his hands. This is amazing."

"Jiang Hao's control over mahjong is really too strong. I really don't know how he practiced this ability. It's so adorable."

“…”

The eyes of the onlookers at the table were floating in the air, like mahjong that had swelled up and never fell, their eyes were about to pop out. Have they ever seen such a shocking scene? They all started to talk about it with big eyes and small eyes?

"I didn't even scratch the table, this control is too strong."

Hu Baiban had given up on observing mahjong and instead held down his mahjong tightly. He couldn't figure out how Jiang Hao made the mahjong fly up. When he saw that the smooth surface of the table was not scratched, he stood there.

When playing mahjong, what is needed is to rub the mahjong with your wrist and rub the table. Jiang Hao just rubbed it so fast that he did not cause any damage to the table. This means that Jiang Hao's mahjong action is very strong, but the power is not transmitted to the table.

Jiang Hao's huge power was only transmitted to mahjong, so he did not continue to transmit it. With this kind of control, it seems that Jiang Hao is indeed a master of dark power!

Hu Baiban recalled that Qin Liuzhi mentioned that Jiang Hao could have hidden strength. In fact, when he saw that there was no matching scar on He Lang's face, he was sure of what Qin Liuzhi said that Jiang Hao's hidden strength was stored in the dice and the dice exploded and injured He Lang. The wonderful scene in front of him made him even more convinced that Jiang Hao was a master of hidden strength!

Jiang Hao became more and more addicted to the more he rubbed his hands. The feeling of playing mahjong made him feel very comfortable. On the surface, he was playing mahjong, but in fact his hands were sliding, and his control was controlling and moving. Jiang Hao just cooperated with the control of the control technique to cover up his eyes and ears.

Jiang Hao glanced at Hu Baiban and found that Hu Baiban could not figure out which mahjong was. He felt that the performance was almost done, and it was time to finish it!

Jiang Hao's hands were stretched up and the mahjong that was slightly floating was controlled by his control to control the mahjong that was slightly suspended. A sudden collision occurred. Jiang Hao's hands crossed, and the mahjong he pressed under his hands suddenly became tightly connected. Many uncontrolled mahjongs were about to fly around.

bump!

Jiang Hao's hands suddenly pressed down, and the floating mahjong shook violently and landed on the table, without a single mahjong leaving the table.

What a strong wind!

Hu Baiban felt the table shaking suddenly, and a strong wind blew towards him, causing the flesh on his face to fluctuate slightly. The strong wind came and went quickly, and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

Qi Feng looked at the mahjong on the table first, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at the patterns made of mahjong on the table in surprise.

The chaotic mahjong state on the table disappeared. In the end, Jiang Hao's final impact, all the mahjongs gathered together successfully, and the gathered mahjong still formed a magical pattern when it fell.

All mahjongs are placed in a circle on the table, and the mahjongs on the left and right sides form a close-up connection, which is very realistic fish-shaped pattern, giving people a special sense of dynamicness.

“Gagram of gossip.”

Fan Yao immediately recognized the pattern, opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at the complete pattern on the table in horror. He couldn't imagine how Jiang Hao did it.

Gudong!

The entire hall became silent, and every pair of eyes was staring at the patterns on the table. I couldn't imagine such exquisite images, which were not posed by people, but rubbed by hands!

Slap!

Hu Baiban raised his hands and patted his hands gently, and expressed his admiration for Jiang Hao's mahjong kung fu. No matter what else, just about the mahjong kung fu, he was willing to admit defeat. He believed that even if he had been practicing for decades, he might not be able to reach Jiang Hao's current level.

He is simply a genius!

Hu Baiban looked at Jiang Hao with complicated eyes, feeling that he had underestimated Jiang Hao's strength. He also understood the origin of the fear in Qin Liuzhi's eyes. This was indeed a terrifying opponent.

Slap!

Others who reacted from the shock could not help but raise their palms and slapped Jiang Hao's powerful mahjong kung fu.

"Brother Hao, the movements of your mahjong just now were so fast, but I felt that the movements of your hands crossing left and right are very familiar with them, especially when I saw the pattern of your mahjong, I became even more convinced of my guess."

Fan Yao licked his face and smiled with a pleasing smile.

"What was guessed?"

Jiang Hao looked at Fan Yao in confusion, wondering if he had any special thoughts in Fan Yao's mind.

"You are in Tai Chi. Your movement just now looks like the movement of Tai Chi, and the final pattern also presents the pattern of Tai Chi, I guess right?"

Fan Yao asked for credit.

“It really looks like Tai Chi.”

Everyone imagined that Jiang Hao's actions just now were indeed similar to Tai Chi, and they all supported Fan Yao's speculation.

"You have a lot of imagination, just playing mahjong." Jiang Hao shook his head with a wry smile and said happily. His last Tai Chi pattern was just a temporary intention to control the airflow, but it has nothing to do with Tai Chi.

"oh!"

Fan Yao sighed heavily as if he was disappointed.

"He Lang, are you okay?"

Jiang Hao ignored Fan Yao's actions and turned his head to look at He Lang with his eyes open and his mouth open, asking playfully.

"No...it's okay."

He Lang's pale face returned to normal. He stared at Jiang Hao who was smiling with a terrifying look. Thinking of Jiang Hao's rapid movement just now, he suddenly noticed a cold current that was coming towards him, which made him shivering.

"It's okay? How can you be okay? Our mahjong has been rubbed from beginning to end, why didn't you say the cards we were going to choose?"

Jiang Hao reminded He Lang, who was a little absent-minded, guessing that He Lang was probably scared by his fierce mahjong skills, but he imagined that anyone who saw his unreasonable mahjong movement would be scared, and who made his movements so unusual?

"ah."

He Lang's face turned slightly red and he opened his mouth slightly awkwardly. He was only concerned about appreciating Jiang Hao's mahjong move just now, and for a moment he forgot what he should do.

"It's okay, it's not too late for you to tell us what cards we want to show."

Hu Baiban felt very bitter in his heart, but his face did not show it. He still reminded He Lang who made a mistake. He glanced at the mahjong on the table. The mahjong had been disrupted. Now he didn't know anything about the other mahjong except the mahjong he always pressed. At this moment, it was the first time that he had been uneasy and helpless in playing mahjong for decades.

"good."

He Lang's face returned to normal. He looked at the Tai Chi pattern on the table and didn't know what cards the two of them should pick out for a while.

Jiang Hao plays mahjong very quickly. I think Jiang Hao will not remember the specific cakes represented by mahjong, ten thousand or ten pieces, and I am afraid that Jiang Hao will not be able to find any one.

He Lang swept the mahjong over and over again with anxiety, feeling very nervous. After all, the winning or losing of this bet this time was directly related to five million, which is not a small amount.

Jiang Hao rubbed it very quickly, but I didn’t know if he could remember the location of mahjong. I hope Jiang Hao couldn’t remember the specific location of mahjong.

Hu Baiban also prayed silently. He no longer had expectations for Jiang Hao who won. The only thing he prayed for was that Jiang Hao could not get the corresponding deck, so that they could tie the game!

"I don't know if Brother Hao can take out the designated card."

Fan Yao looked at the upside down mahjong with concern. God knew what the upside down mahjong represented, but he was so overwhelmed.

"Brother Hao will definitely win."

Qi Feng said in a affirmative tone. He had been standing beside Jiang Hao. He saw that when mahjong flew up, Jiang Hao's eyes were looking at mahjong. He thought Jiang Hao must be secretly remembering mahjong, and he believed that Jiang Hao would definitely win this time.

"Then take the Qinglong card."

He Lang was very afraid of losing, especially when he thought of Jiang Hao's mahjong ability, his fear became deeper and deeper, and it was already deeper and deeper. However, even if he knew he was going to lose, he had to continue because he could no longer stop.

"How to compare?"

Jiang Hao asked calmly: "Where are we two together, then who will win first to get Qinglong? Or come alone, and then record each person's time, and finally make comparisons?"

Jiang Hao must ask the rules in advance, otherwise, according to He Lang's changing personality, even if he wins, He Lang may regret it. After all, this bet is related to the ownership of five million, and he dare not be careless at all. He wants to ensure that he wins steadily.

Moreover, Jiang Hao also took advantage of the time when asking questions to find the mahjong he was looking for the mahjong he needed to form the Qinglong, and then he could take out the mahjong directly after starting.

"It's too troublesome to compare one by one. When I shout to start, you can just grab it directly. Whoever catches the Qinglong first will be put out will win, and everyone will testify for you two."

He Lang took a deep breath, looked at Hu Baiban with a expressionless face, then looked at Jiang Hao with a smile on his lips, and announced directly.

"This method is good, and I like it very much at the same time."

Jiang Hao nodded in agreement. He had already found all the mahjong he needed through perspective techniques, and waited for He Lang to announce the start of the game.

Why!

Hu Baiban touched his mahjong, and his heart was very complicated. It was not difficult for him to put on a green dragon, but he didn't even know the position of mahjong, so how could he continue? But he is the famous mahjong king, how could he retreat without fighting?

Take one step at a time!
Chapter completed!