Eighty-five passes? !

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After going out, Xiaohao didn't stay long and went directly back to the mahjong room.

Seeing him entering the door, the three people at the card table looked at him.

"How is Matsuo-kun now?" Brother Lian asked proactively before Jiang Xu could speak.

"The rain outside is too strong now. Matsuo-kun is indeed trapped on the bank. He probably won't be able to get out until the rain stops."

Xiao Hao shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Also, he asked me to say sorry to Jiang Xujun. If I had known better, I wouldn't have come to you, and you wouldn't be able to go back."

Jiang Xu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll have nothing to do when I go back."

"I don't know when the rain will stop, so we have to fight till dawn tonight." Brother Lian said with a helpless smile.

"But if Matsuo-kun doesn't come, I always feel that it's almost meaningless." Abe touched a stack of happy beans worth one hundred and sighed.

Brother Lian on the side also nodded in agreement.

Jiang Xu glanced at the three of them and scratched his head like a student: "I'm so sorry."

"But I'm just a student, and I'm really not suitable for playing this kind of Happy Bean Mahjong. Otherwise, I would play with you."

Abe waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's okay. It's just that we are used to having some Happy Beans. Especially if we have to fight to the end, without playing Happy Beans, we won't be able to get excited when playing cards."

"Well, yes." Brother Lian also nodded, but he suddenly thought of something and whispered happily: "Ah, no, luckily I didn't play Happy Beans today, otherwise I would have been miserable."

"Ha, indeed. You were directly defeated by Jiang Xujun. If you played Happy Bean, you would lose at least five thousand in the last round. Jiang Xujun can win seven thousand by himself."

Hearing this, Jiang Xu pursed his lips and smiled reluctantly, a trace of regret seemed to flash in his eyes.

Sensing his expression, the three of them couldn't help but gather their eyes again and looked at each other.

Xiaohao stared at Jiang Xu's face and said.

"Well, actually, Matsuo-kun told me about Happy Beans. He said that he was very embarrassed that he couldn't come, so he wanted to ask Jiang Xujun to help him fight."

"Everything up to 10,000 yuan that you lose from Happy Beans tonight will be his, and whatever you win will be left to Jiang Xujun himself, as compensation for him."

"Hey, is that right? This guy Matsuo finally did something humane."

Abe seemed to have cheered up and said cheerfully.

"But I think we are all friends. Jiang Xujun is Matsuo-kun's friend, and naturally he is also our friend. Matsuo-kun's plan is for us, so we should also consider it for our friends. Jiang Xujun is still a student, We can’t lead students into bad ways. Let’s just play ordinary recreational mahjong for one night today.”

"Ah! Alas! It's boring."

Hearing this, Abe immediately collapsed again and looked exhausted.

"Yes." Jiang Xu pursed his lips and asked hesitantly: "Did Matsuo-kun really say that? Ten thousand, isn't it too much?"

"Of course, don't look at it as if our fight is quite big. In fact, it's all internal circulation."

"Well, then I will play a few rounds with you on Matsuo-kun's behalf. When the rain subsides a bit and Matsuo-kun comes over, I will return his seat to him."

"no problem!"

"Can."

The three people's eyes lit up almost at the same time, and they agreed quickly, fearing that Jiang Xu would regret it if he was a little slow.

"Then, let's get started."

Xiaohao looked at Jiang Xu's face and thought to himself.

His script has actually been edited, and now there are only slight adjustments, but the general idea remains the same.

The sincere entrustment he gave Jiang Xu as a 'friend' was influenced by the people around him.

In addition, the most important point is that the losing Happy Beans are also covered by others, and the winning ones are theirs.

Where else can you find such a good thing?

Couldn't find it at all.

What's more, Jiang Xu got the first place in the first two games in a row. Now he must think that he has figured out the strength of his opponent.

Even if you can't get one, you can't get four.

It can be said that judging from the current situation.

Playing the Happy Beans game is a sure way to make money without losing any money.

Therefore, Xiao Hao is not afraid of Jiang Xu's disapproval at all.

The high school student in front of him had been unable to escape his scheme from the moment he agreed to come to Quezhuang.

However, there is no sense of accomplishment in plotting against a high school student.

The reason was that he never thought about letting Jiang Xu bear any huge debt.

The first goal of the mission is to be stealthy and low-key.

His plan was to find a way to clear out all the 10,000 Happy Beans that Matsuo had given to Jiang Xu.

By then, as a high school student, he must be very worried about whether Matsuo will accept this debt, which is very high for a student.

Then, he used the excuse that he liked the Richi stick very much and asked Jiang Xu to put the Ritsu stick on the card table for ten thousand yuan.

When they win, the stick will be valued at 10,000 Happy Beans, which will be directly offset against the debt.

If Jiang Xu were an ordinary high school student, he would probably have to thank them thousands of times for canceling his debt.

This is the best script I can think of.

Xiao Hao sighed in his heart.

If the target is a gambling adult, he will squeeze every last bit of joy out of the other person without mercy.

But Jiang Xu is just an underage high school student.

He still couldn't handle it too hard.

'If I have the chance, I will actually have the opportunity to enter a good school, just like most ordinary children, enter university and find a job. '

"But this society doesn't give me a chance at all! This unfair society needs a new leader!! Yingzhou! is the only hope for us scum who claim to be at the bottom of society. .”

Xiao Hao secretly clenched his fists.

An agreement was reached.

The card game started immediately.

Jiang Xu, as 'Matsuo''s substitute player, restarted a happy bean game.

Looking at the hidden gazes of the three people, Jiang Xu also smiled inwardly.

How could he not see that these three people were deliberately setting a trap for him by singing and drinking.

However, after careful consideration, he chose to take the initiative to get in and see what medicine the other party was selling.

Anyway, no matter what the design is, as long as it is on mahjong, the ultimate goal is to make him finish fourth at the bottom.

As long as he keeps going against the other person's wishes, he continues to take one.

Keep taking one.

When the other party's plan is completely unable to be carried out, it will inevitably leak out in anger.

Meanwhile, outside the house.

A car stepped through the underground water curtain and stopped at the entrance of the underground bird farm.

At the door, someone was waiting with an umbrella.

Seeing the car stop, he immediately stepped forward and opened the back door.

The expressionless Ryosuke Ishihara got out of the car and walked into the gate of the Bird Village.

There is no outsider in the courtyard on the first floor of Quezhuang.

When the raindrops began to fall, the staff of Quezhuang issued a reminder to send away all outside card players.

Now the only people left in Quezhuang are 'our own people'.

"Ishihara-kun, thank you for your hard work."

Entering the door, Eguchi was already waiting for him.

"You have got everything, right?"

Ishihara's somewhat numb eyes turned and rested on Eguchi. After a while, he took out four straight sticks from his pocket like a robot.

Seeing this, Eguchi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't reach out to take the stick, but said with a smile on his face.

"Ishihara-kun, now that we have everything in hand, let's go down. Kawamoto-kun is still waiting for us."

Ishihara didn't say anything, but his meaning was already clear, let him lead the way.

D.

Ishihara followed Eguchi and moved along the corridor.

There were two more people following behind.

The mahjong rooms on both sides were all empty at some point, and they seemed a little quiet.

At this time, the sound of human footsteps became extremely obvious.

We walked along the road to the private room at the very front where Kawamoto was.

Opening the door, Ishihara saw Kawamoto still wearing a mask, sitting in the east seat facing the door, and had been waiting for a long time.

"Welcome back, Ishihara-kun. Your mission has been completed well."

Ishihara's eyes swept across Kawamoto's face, then moved to the mahjong table in front of him, especially the stone placed in the middle of the card table, and his brows instinctively frowned.

He had seen this thing many times, but every time he saw it, it made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Um."

With a dull response, Ishihara stepped forward and sat directly opposite Kawamoto.

The two people who came in with Ishihara also consciously took the other two empty seats, acting as partners.

"I've gone through the process many times, so I don't need to repeat it again."

Kawamoto said with a faint smile on his face.

"Um."

Ishihara responded expressionlessly.

As a player, he naturally couldn't stand the behavior of deliberately giving away points at the card table.

But the situation was stronger than the people, so he had no choice but to cooperate.

However, before the card game started, Ishihara raised his head, fixed his eyes firmly on Kawamoto opposite him, and said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure that once the soul of luck is condensed, the influence of the soul of luck on me can be resolved?"

"That's natural."

Kawamoto gave an affirmative answer without any hesitation.

"I see."

He stared at the other person closely for a while, and saw that the other person's expression did not change at all.

Only then did Ishihara look away. The black crow's influence on him was becoming more and more serious, and the situation was becoming more and more serious.

At this point, he can only trust the other party.

Seeing Ishihara's appearance, Kawamoto smiled mockingly in his heart.

He certainly didn't lie.

Luck souls can indeed block the influence.

'It's just that the exact solution is still open to question. '

The luck soul has two functions. One is to hide and shield the influence of luck in this life on oneself.

It's like a shell for people to hide in.

The other is to strengthen one's connection with the destiny of this world, that is, to enhance one's own destiny.

But Kawamoto himself will naturally only use the first function.

When he handed over his destiny soul to Ishihara, he had indeed given him the tools to solve the problem, but he would not take the initiative to bring up the second function.

Ishihara, who was originally a native of this world, once used his luck soul, it blocked the luck of this world.

That would be equivalent to him voluntarily cutting off the last connection with this world.

By then, I'm afraid the assimilation will be completed in an instant.

There is no order based on the wind, and Kawamoto is the first banker.

The card game officially begins.

Ishihara lowered his head subconsciously and held his breath.

Suddenly, an invisible force that seemed to be surrounded by black mist spread out and occupied the entire card table.

Kawamoto, who seemed to have reached the second level of his swordsmanship, felt a slight pressure exerted on himself, as if the air had become a little thicker.

The other two partners felt as if they had fallen into oil, and their breathing was suffocated.

'Sure enough, he is about to enter the second realm. '

Kawamoto's eyes flashed.

'However, when he truly enters the second realm, he is completely assimilated. We can truly have one more reliable companion. '

The card game begins.

Kawamoto, who had learned some rules of Sakurajima Mahjong and became familiar with it, was able to make decent die cuts at the beginning of the game.

But after a few rounds, he looked at the cards in his hand and began to feel a little irritable.

'How should I play this card? '

After thinking for a long time, I didn't come up with any results.

Kawamoto couldn't bear it anymore and raised his head directly.

"#¥#T#%" (Dongfu dialect: Give me 30,000 yuan)

"Hey!"

After hearing this, the host's card partner immediately agreed.

When it was his turn to play a card, he immediately played a card worth thirty thousand.

"eat!"

Kawamoto didn't hesitate at all and immediately took the card.

"@#¥@¥#." (Dongfu dialect: I want five cakes)

When it was his next player's turn to play a card, the opponent immediately played a five-cake card for him to touch.

After two more rounds, Kawamoto suddenly laughed and pushed the card into his hand.

"Touch yourself and break the Yaojiu. Hmm."

The card player from the previous family conscientiously fulfilled his duty and said helpfully: "Ichiban, 1,500 points, 500 points for each family."

Ishihara looked indifferently at the public behavior on the card table. He raised his hand and took out 500 points from his stick box and handed it to Kawamoto.

Kawamoto laughed: "Thank you Ishihara-kun for the stick."

As the game progresses.

Although Ishihara never fired a shot, he just constructed his hand by himself, and even listened to the cards several times.

But it is always faster than Kawamoto, who can't build a hand with two feeders.

Kawamoto, who obviously knew nothing about mahjong, seemed to be blessed by luck as he played the tiles in each round. The tiles became bigger and bigger, and the number of extra games was also increasing.

With each round of Hu cards, more and more game fees need to be paid.

Ishihara's chip count is also decreasing faster and faster.

Finally, it was cleared.

Looking at the empty stick box, Ishihara silently took out the last four sticks from his pocket.

A pure black crow appeared out of nowhere, standing on Ishihara's shoulder with one paw.

The mahjong game on the card table cannot be called a game at all, reflected in the black crow's hole.

Wisps of dark atmosphere began to fill the air.

Main mahjong private room.

"Touch yourself, 2000 points."

Jiang Xu pushed the card into his hand and removed the previous player's Abe's banker position.

The card game also advanced to the second game in the south.

Maybe it's because of the happy beans.

Everyone is a lot more cautious.

At the very least, the game will not end at Dongfeng Field.

However, Jiang Xu still ranks first in points, with 44,500 points.

Moreover, it was his turn again.

Now that Downfall is going on, things are still going on normally.

Then, the moment Jiang Xu sat on the throne.

The three people immediately exchanged a look and confirmed their respective plans.