Jiang Hao's quick speed of playing mahjong far exceeded Hu Baiban's imagination. In the past, even if he encountered someone who was quick, he could sweep his opponent with his memory of mahjong. However, Jiang Hao's quick speed just now made him have no way to deal with it, and he could only watch it.

"Preparation." He Lang glanced at Hu Baiban with an expressionless face. He was not sure whether Hu Baiban could win, but things were already like this. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Start."

Whoosh!

Although Hu Baiban had no hope for winning, he still took the bet seriously at first, and his hands quickly selected the mahjong pressed under his hands.

The only thing Hu Baiban knows about the content of mahjong is the mahjong he pressed under his command. Unfortunately, he chose quickly according to his memory, but he only selected twelve mahjongs.

Why is there only one missing?

Hu Baiban was sure that the mahjong he chose was what he needed, but he was confused that he was still missing a card with the same color to form Qinglong.

What to do?

Hu Baiban's eyes were sweeping over and over again in the mahjong figures that formed the gossip shape, but he was frustrated that he didn't know which one was the mahjong he needed.

What should I do?

Hu Baiban had no choice but to pause the selection and looked at Jiang Hao opposite him with puzzled eyes. He didn't understand why he didn't see Jiang Hao picking cards.

"Why don't you choose?"

Hu Baiban glanced at the table in front of Jiang Hao and found that there was no mahjong on the table, which meant that Jiang Hao had not started to choose yet. He frowned curiously and asked in confusion.

"Don't panic, wait for you."

Jiang Hao moved his sore wrists and said with a smile.

"Wait for me?"

After hearing Jiang Hao's words, Hu Baiban's face changed slightly. He was the only one who bet with others. He had never been waiting for him? This was simply a naked, naked and naked slap in the face, which made Hu Baiban's face a little unhurried.

"Jiang Hao, you're joking."

He Lang carefully looked at the number of mahjong on the table in front of Hu Bai's board and found that it was only one short of a deck of cards. On the other hand, Jiang Hao's side had not selected a single card, and he was waiting for the person who was about to end. How could this be possible?

He Lang glanced at Jiang Hao who was full of confidence in contempt, and a happy smile was on the corner of his mouth. He guessed that Jiang Hao must have rubbed himself too fast just now, and now he was just dazzled and said that he was waiting for others, just to cover up his embarrassment.

It's really a sweet word.

He Lang, who thought he had guessed Jiang Hao's thoughts, gave Hu Baiban an encouraging look, hoping that Hu Baiban could continue to work hard, find out the last mahjong, and win this bet!

Where is it?

Hu Baiban looked at the mahjong in front of him, and wanted to go down to catch the mahjong several times, but he hesitated to take it back. He was afraid that he would catch the wrong one and lost the bet. The most important thing was that he was not sure whether the mahjong he caught was the one he needed.

The Mahjong King is indeed not simple, but unfortunately he lacks the last card and cannot win!

Jiang Hao watched Hu Baiban playfully, and he looked through Hu Baiban's cards and found that all Hu Baiban's cards were needed to form Qinglong. The only disadvantage was that a card was missing, which made the main and deputy cards incomplete.

Hu Baiban would never have thought that the cards he needed were placed in front of him, Jiang Hao. Unless he reached out to him, the cards he caught were destined to be fake!

"I've been waiting for you for almost the time, it's time for me to start drawing cards."

Under Hu Baiban's gaze, Jiang Hao directly stretched out his hands, and moved his hands irregularly on the mahjong, provoking and stimulating the nervous Hu Baiban.

"casual."

Hu Baiban's hands began to tremble slightly. His heart was very anxious, but at first he could not find the last mahjong he needed. He was going crazy. Seeing Jiang Hao taking action, his heart became even more panicked.

"Brother Hao is going to take action."

Fan Yao stared at Jiang Hao's hands with anticipation. If Jiang Hao didn't take action, even he began to doubt whether Jiang Hao didn't know how to start.

Jiang Hao's hands were moving on the mahjong, and his hands were occasionally selected from the mahjong pile of gossip graphics and placed them in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Hao chose more than a dozen mahjongs, but his movements were still the same, without the intention of stopping.

"Brother Hao is enough."

Fan Yao kept checking the number of mahjong. When the number of mahjong reached thirteen, he thought Jiang Hao would stop moving, but unexpectedly found that Jiang Hao was still catching it. He opened his mouth depressedly: Brother Hao really can't play mahjong, right?

"Jiang Hao, you need to grab a deck of Qinglong with thirteen cards. The number of cards you draw far exceeds thirteen. What do you want to do?"

He Lang smiled mockingly.

What is Jiang Hao doing?

Hu Baiban also hesitated. He saw Jiang Hao confidently selecting the quick movements of mahjong and felt that he would definitely lose. However, when Jiang Hao picked up a deck of cards and continued to choose, he felt that maybe the result of this bet would be a draw, and neither of them chose the right choice!

"You'll know in a while."

Jiang Hao's subordinates still chose the cards they needed, and they looked through the mahjong, slowly choosing the cards they needed, and then put them in front of them.

"Are you okay?"

More than ten seconds later, Jiang Hao looked at Hu Baiban on the opposite side with a smile, who still couldn't pick the last card, and directly stopped the movement in his hand.

"You have chosen so many?"

Hu Baiban looked up at Jiang Hao and found that Jiang Hao had selected at least two decks of mahjong. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He always missed one card, but Jiang Hao was so good that he actually selected so many mahjongs. What's the point?

“It’s all needed.”

Under Hu Baiban's gaze, Jiang Hao divided the selected mahjong into two parts with his hands, and then began to sort the mahjong.

After Jiang Hao sorted out all the mahjong, he began to turn the clasped mahjong outward, and he could no longer wait.

"Jiang Hao has started to flip the cards."

When the onlookers saw Jiang Hao holding two cards with his hands and starting to flip, they all focused their attention on the cards he wanted to flip.

Bang!

Jiang Hao held two mahjongs in his hands and placed the two mahjongs facing up in the distance.

"Jiang Hao, you lost!"

He Lang looked at the mahjong that Jiang Hao found. One of them showed ten thousand and the other ones showed one. A happy smile immediately appeared on his face. The deck of Qinglong cards needed all the colors. The mahjong that Jiang Hao played in front of him was obviously not in this category. If he lost, what else could it be?

"What a pity, Jiang Hao's skill in playing mahjong is very good. It is indeed difficult for him to choose a pair of Qinglong from so many mahjongs."

The people around the table were all those who could play mahjong, so they naturally knew what card Qinglong was, and they all sighed with regret.

"Lost? It's too early."

Jiang Hao slapped his lips disdainfully, but his subordinates were still not slow. He continued to open the second mahjong, which showed 20,000 and 2.

yeah?

He Lang looked at the second mahjong played by Jiang Hao, and looked at the first mahjong. An ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Jiang Hao's movements remained unabated, and he continued to draw the third card, showing three digits and three digits.

"This is..."

He Lang's heart finally couldn't calm down. He drew two cards in a row, but the cards of the two cards were connected. Could it be that he had captured two Qinglongs at one time?

Jiang Hao's movements were still slow. He opened the eighth mahjong with his hands, with the eighth mahjong being 80,000 and 8 respectively.

"Jiang Hao has captured two Qinglong cards!"

Hu Baiban stared at the two cards in front of Jiang Hao, as smart as he immediately understood what Jiang Hao did, and his eyes showed despair.

He couldn't even get a single deck of cards, but Jiang Hao easily captured two decks of Qinglong. This time he was really defeated!

Bang!

Jiang Hao placed the thirteenth card on the table, then patted his hands gently, withdrew his hand that he stretched out, lowered his head and put down his sleeves little by little.

"It's indeed two decks of Qinglong cards, beautiful."

"Jiang Hao is really amazing. Not only is he quick to rub cards, but he doesn't even drag the cards out of the way. These two decks of cards are very beautiful."

"Hu Baiban has not yet caught the last card. Even if he catches the last card, he cannot guarantee that he can raise a deck of Qinglong cards. Jiang Hao will definitely win."

Everyone who witnessed it with their own eyes naturally judged that Jiang Hao won, and Jiang Hao won very simply, and no one could choose any inappropriate points.

Why!

Hu Baiban's eyes showed a look of despair. Now Jiang Hao had won one step ahead of him, and he selected two decks of Qinglong cards. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a card casually, smashed it directly on the table. Looking at the front of the mahjong, Hu Baiban's mouth smiled bitterly. When he thought about it, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch it. When he wanted to give up, he caught it. God is really good at joking!

Hu Baiban was depressed and arranged the twelve selected mahjongs together with the last card he caught in a line, which happened to be a deck of Qinglong cards.

"There is no problem with the mahjong ace, but the speed is slow, and our Brother Hao won."

Fan Yao smiled proudly and said, this is indeed worth being happy, because Jiang Hao defeated the Mahjong King, what is more worth being happy than this?

"I think Mr. Hu won."

He Lang sneered at the cheerful Fan Yao, and corrected it indifferently, saying that He Lang could not watch Jiang Hao win this bet, he had to find a way to stop it.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see clearly that Brother Hao first set up the Qinglong? You can see clearly that these are two Qinglong cards."

Qi Feng was also angry, and He Lang's ability to cheat made him feel very disgusted.

"My eyes are blind? I think you're deaf!" He Lang looked at Qi Feng who was angry and said word by word: "I initially said that I was grabbing a deck of Qinglong cards, but Jiang Hao caught two decks of cards. This is a foul, and if the foul is a loss."

"It's interesting." Jiang Hao expected He Lang to cheat, but he didn't expect that the use of it was actually this. He looked directly at Hu Baiban and asked, "He Lang just proposed who would win the first one. He didn't say that he was grabbing a deck of Qinglong cards. Are you right?"

"I did not say I wanted to grab a pair."

Hu Baiban recalled carefully. He Lang just now did say that he had caught the Qinglong card, and there was no requirement to catch several pairs. Although if he lied, he could win the bet, but Hu Baiban was a person who was very upright and didn't bother to win in this way.

"Is there anything else to say?"

Jiang Hao turned his gaze again to He Lang, whose face was gloomy and speechless. He played a word game with me, and you are still too tender.
Chapter completed!