After hearing Lin Fan's words, the expressions of Zhao Gang and the others changed.
Especially Ma Sheng.
One of his hands froze in mid-air and did not move at all for several seconds, as if he was directly petrified!
"Brother Lin, are you sure you read it correctly?"
Zhao Gang reminded him very "kindly" at this time, "If you read it wrong, it will be too late for you to regret it when Ma Sheng touches the card!"
Lin Fan nodded and replied: "You should be right."
"should?"
Ma Sheng laughed when he heard this.
He did not hesitate to insert the card he touched into his card row, and hummed: "You can't move now, wait until we finish checking your cards!"
Lin Fan shrugged, "Okay."
The three of them looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good.
They had so many coordinations, secret words, and small moves, just thinking of ruthlessly harvesting Lin Fan in this round.
As a result, he ran away first.
Let all their hard work be in vain!
"Keep beating, don't let the water out, you know!" Zhao Gang reminded at this time.
Zhu Neng and Ma Sheng looked at each other and nodded.
They knew Zhao Gang so well that they naturally understood the meaning of this sentence.
It's nothing more than letting them continue to make big names, even make them as big as they can, and then wait for the game to end to check Lin Fan's cards together.
If Lin Fan breaks up, he will have to pay them the maximum amount of compensation.
So the three of them started fighting again.
Soon, this round was over.
The three of them did not calculate their respective wins and losses, but stood up impatiently together and came behind Lin Fan to check.
One second later.
The expressions of the three of them changed drastically!
"Fuck!"
"Seven pairs of Qinglong!"
"It's a fucking card you drew yourself!"
The three of them had some doubts about life.
The so-called Qinglong seven pairs means that the seven pairs are all of the same suit, and two of the pairs are the same.
It's equivalent to having one more root.
When calculating the number of rounds, it is based on the seven pairs of dragons that Lin Fan had taken before, plus an identical one.
That is a total of 5 times, 32 times the base deposit.
In addition to Lin Fan's self-drawing cards and an additional base amount, the total amount is 33 times the amount of base money.
330,000!
Each of the three of them had to give Lin Fan 330,000!
This is a real grand slam!
"How is that possible! How can you be so lucky..."
Zhao Gang and Zhu Neng's faces turned pale.
Ma Sheng looked unwilling, reached for a card that originally belonged to him, and then touched the bottom with his thumb.
immediately.
His eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he slapped the card on the card table.
Six!
"I touch myself too! I also have a grand slam!"
Ma Sheng cried.
Yes.
What he wants to do is three, six, and nine!
If Lin Fan hadn't drawn it himself, he should have drawn the six cards, and it would naturally be his self-drawing card.
There’s only one step left!
Ma Sheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
"Change seats!" At this time, Zhao Gang suggested.
His tone was very strong, and he was staring at Lin Fan's position while speaking, his eyes glancing back and forth.
There was a suspicious look on his face.
He has been playing cards for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has seen a novice get good cards in a row, and win a grand slam not long after he got on the gambling table.
This is so abnormal!
There are only two possibilities, either Lin Fan is cheating, or there is something wrong with this seat.
But there were only four of them in this room, and the three of them kept staring at Lin Fan.
It is unlikely that Lin Fan is a cheater.
Then there is a problem with the seats!
It’s not that they don’t know that some automatic mahjong machines can use tricks to allow one party to easily get good cards.
So, he naturally asked to change seats.
"Yes! It's time to change seats!" Zhu Neng also nodded in agreement.
When Ma Sheng heard this, he immediately agreed: "Change, change, must change seats, these games are too weird!"
Lin Fan couldn't help but smile when he saw this.
"What? Do you think I can win these two games just because of this seat?"
The three of them didn't answer, but they all snorted, looking dissatisfied.
The meaning is obvious.
Lin Fan spread his hands helplessly and said, "Okay, then who of you will switch with me?"
"I!"
The three of them answered in unison.
But immediately.
Zhao Gang became angry and glared at Zhu Neng and Ma Sheng, "What are you doing? Do you still want to fight with me?"
"No!"
"Don't dare!"
The two were immediately frightened.
Zhao Gang snorted and immediately returned to his seat to get the chips from the drawer of the mahjong machine.
Lin Fan also took out a pile of chips from the drawer, then turned and walked towards Zhao Gang's position opposite.
Zhu Neng and Ma Sheng also returned to their seats.
After the four of them sat down.
Lin Fan stretched out his hand and made a "bring it" gesture, "You three, settle the previous round first, and then we'll play again."
When Zhao Gang and the other three heard this, they all looked reluctant.
But they still obediently took out their own chips, and if they couldn't get enough, they gave Lin Fan a larger chip to make change.
Because they knew that if they didn't give it, Lin Fan would stop fighting.
And they can't win back.
soon.
A pile of chips appeared in front of Lin Fan.
He cheerfully stuffed all the chips into the drawer until the drawer was full and there were still a few that couldn't be filled.
Without any choice.
He had no choice but to put the extra money into his pocket and patted it with satisfaction.
That way...
He looks like a nouveau riche!
When Zhao Gang and the other three saw this, they were extremely jealous.
990,000!
Converted into Chinese coins, it’s enough to fill a small bag!
They have been playing mahjong for so many years, but they have never won a huge sum of 990,000 in one game!
Especially Zhao Gang.
At this moment, he felt like his heart was bleeding.
Because he had discussed with Zhu Neng and Ma Sheng in advance that if he lost, it would be his alone, and if he won, the three of them would share it equally.
But now, nearly one million more have gone out, and it's all on him.
Of course he was very angry!
"Winning or losing next, let's fight hard, you know!" Zhao Gang glanced at Zhu Neng and Ma Ma's faces and shouted in a deep voice.
Both of them nodded slightly.
This hint is too obvious.
Anyone in this private room can hear something fishy as long as their ears are not plugged.
"It seems that Zhao Gang is in a hurry!"
Lin Fan smiled secretly in his heart.
But he pretended not to hear it and nodded heartlessly in agreement, "Fight well, let's all fight well."
A new round has begun.
Lin Fan continued to draw, sort, and play cards as usual...
But Zhao Gang and the other three became more and more unscrupulous.
Not only do they have more and more hints, but they also have at least twice as many small moves as in the previous round!
Totally shameless!
even.
Once, Zhao Gang even kicked Lin Fan in the foot.
But Lin Fan pretended to turn a blind eye.
He put all his energy into calculation, and the cards in his hand were getting better and better in the direction he expected.
Soon, he listened to the cards.
"Thirty thousand!"
Zhao Gang on the opposite side shouted and hit a thirty thousand.
"Bang!"
Lin Fan immediately shouted, then grabbed three cards and lay down, then took Zhao Gang's card.
Zhao Gang frowned but didn't say anything.
Because of the "lack of one skill", kong cards are too common in Sichuan Ma, and he had kung cards several times in the previous games.
Next, Lin Fan drew a card again.
He took one look at the 80,000 he touched, and immediately showed joy.
"The wind is blowing (Minggang)!"
As he said that, he placed the card on the three eighty thousand miles he touched before.
At this time, Zhao Gang's expression changed.
Not only him, Zhu Neng and Ma Sheng's expressions also changed.
The chance of Lin Fan getting Kong twice in a row was low, not to mention that Lin Fan's Kong twice was of the same suit.
The probability of this is even smaller.
"If it's just two roots, it's not a big name, as long as it's not all the same..."
Zhao Gang and the other three comforted themselves in their hearts.
At this time, Lin Fan drew another card.
After taking a look at it, he slapped the cards on the table and said, "Sorry, I just draw the flowers on the kong!"