Chapter 584

At this time, when the four people are on the table, the cold wind roars outside the window, and the room is as warm as spring. Playing mahjong at home is generally the most comfortable and relaxed. However, today's game is particularly tense and intense. As mahjong is neatly cut into square tables one by one, and the dice roll into the table, the surrounding air seems to have a sense of oppression.

Among the four people, Zhan Chen is the least experienced. Both the speed of stacking cards and the gesture of holding cards appear clumsy, which will drag the same group of people back to a certain extent. After all, on the mahjong table, it is the easiest to cut Hu and drain water from home to home.

"Fourth brother, take your time. I don't know what's wrong. Don't worry. We can wait for you. Don't let your people cheat." fan Jingyu quickly piled up the cards, brushed the ground and pushed it up. He could see that he was an old hand in his movements and posture. Seeing his cheap brother opposite, he couldn't help sarcastic, "You said they were all dad's sons. Why didn't you inherit some good genes? You can't gamble. How can you help dad take care of the casino and the fan family in the future?"

The implication is so obvious that even a three-year-old can hear it.

Many people secretly aimed at Fan Hong and saw the latter lying on the bench. It seemed that he was closing his eyes and nourishing himself, completely ignoring the meaning here.

"What the fan family needs now is not a gambler." Zhan Chen pushed the card and looked at the color on the card. His dark eyebrows and eyes were cold and calm. "What the fan family needs is a leader."

Can lead the whole casino to a higher peak.

"Ha, what a boast." fan Jingyu laughed loudly. The sharp eyebrow corners that had not been polished provoked arrogant radians and played with the taste: "you won me at the gambling table first."

The voice fell, and he had taken the lead in throwing out a card.

Zhan Chen also restrained his eyebrows and concentrated on coping. The more unfamiliar he was in the field, he was often more able to sink down to learn. After a few laps, he also vaguely mastered some rules and began to cooperate with the youth.

However, the other two have rich experience. In the end, fan Jingyu took the lead.

"Fast Hu, just a card." fan Jiaojiao bit her lower lip and was so anxious that she wished she could go up to replace her fourth brother. At least she could play better with her.

"Little sister, don't worry, they are not the protagonists." Cui Jiali looked at the little girl's lovely, so she leaned over and said a word.

Fan Jiaojiao was stunned. She just reacted. Then she frowned and took a step back in disgust. "Don't get too close to me. It's not a good person to mix with Lu. Hook up one later, hum."

Hearing the speech, Cui Jiali raised her eyebrows in surprise and said that her boss was ruthless. She believed it, but water, sex and poplars... I'm afraid she might not be able to see men lining up all over the world.

During the gossip here, the situation on the mahjong table changed again.

Fan Jingyu listened to Hu, but he didn't even touch more than a dozen. All of them were cut off by the youth and sat on the bench. Zhan Chen also began to listen to Hu. The opponent can do the same. The war situation became the home of two people in an instant.

"Started." I don't know who said such a sentence, and everyone's eyes moved to the mahjong cards opened one by one on the table.

At a certain moment, the two people sitting face-to-face shot at the same time and attacked the same card. In the eyes of laymen, it was only a very ordinary hand, but in the eyes of Qin Qing and Cui Jiali, when these two hands passed through the square platform, they had changed cards for dozens of times.

In order not to let the opponent win, they are moving back the cards needed by the other party. The speed of their hands is almost imperceptible.

The expression of the young man under the clown mask is unknown, but the face of the twin brother opposite is red with the naked eye. In a short moment of reaching out, a layer of hot sweat has appeared on his forehead, and his face is gradually ferocious. It seems that he is engaged in a silent and fierce struggle with something.

No, I'll lose.

The moment he realized that his skills were inferior to others, his heart collapsed for a moment. This time, he and his brother worked hard to get back to the gambling king to find a chance. Everything was ready, but he owed the east wind. However, his brother lost, and all his hopes were placed on him.

But he never thought that he would lose.

No, he can't lose. If he loses, he will never have a chance.

The white chandelier hanging above his head gave a white light. Under the light, the young people's morbid and emaciated hands were dazzling pale and seemed particularly fragile. As long as they gently cut the skin, they could cut the bones quickly enough, even without much strength.

As long as his hand is broken, he will win the game.

"Boss, something's wrong." Cui Jiali is standing opposite. She is one meter eight tall and has a wide view. She just saw the struggle and determination of her twin brother's eyes just now.

When Qin Qing heard the sound in her ears, her hand had been raised and was about to quickly pull the young man back.

It happened between lightning and flint.

No one could see clearly how it happened. Only when the two hands were connected, a sharp steel blade suddenly fell from the twin brother's hand. Something thin and wide fell on the table and stuck straight on the mahjong table. It was numb, which showed its sharpness.

"Ha ha, the attacker dropped the weapon first." fan Jiaojiao immediately laughed. She was not a little girl. She saw what was going on at a glance. She pointed to the twins opposite and said, "you're too good..."

Before she could say the last few words, she heard a crack. A heavy object fell on the table. Her fingertips seemed to be contaminated with something, warm and viscous, with a pungent smell.

It's blood, blood all over the table, and several people on the table have been affected, and the source of blood spray is the hand that was laughed at and dropped the concealed weapon just now.

No, it can't be regarded as a hand now, because only a piece of flesh and blood with neat ports is wriggling on the arm. The hand fell on mahjong and dyed a piece of ivory white, like countless extravagant red flowers.

"Hand... My hand..." the twins looked at their bald arm, and their expression changed from blankness to ferocity. Finally, they exhaled with hoarse pain, "ah!! my hand... Ah..."

Looking at the man knocking down the chair and rolling to the ground, all the fan family stepped back for several steps. Looking at the blood and broken hands on the ground, the blood color faded from their face.

"Giggle, it's really interesting. I usually take other people's hands. In such a professional matter, there are still people competing for jobs with me." the young man giggled, took back his bloody hand and licked it on his lips. His pale lips became demonic and strange. "Unfortunately, it's too rough to match my formalin."