What’s your biggest bet? – What?
Just one night, I took my own woman in.
Deposits, shares in companies, new houses to marry are long lost.
The winner told me he decided to get her when he met my girlfriend first.
He made me kneel down, licked his toes, and my girlfriend walked into his bedroom in a thin pyjamas.
One.
He’s the toughest man I’ve ever seen.
It’s an extremely simple set-up, and it’s like a street market. But it’s the Black Man’s, so we’re all playing a lot of chips and there’s a little blood in the entertainment.
I sat in the corner of the room, watching him one night from 10:00 p.m. to 5:00 a.m. Looks like he’s only 20-year-old, like a college student, but the whole guy’s relaxed and doesn’t see the tension in the game. It’s like he’s not playing mahjong, but he’s playing a bunch of blocks.
But his three rivals were less relaxed, with their hair scratched into a chicken nest, and their feet were full of butts. Their eyes were red and they were covered in blood, and more than 100,000 lost this night.
It’s almost dawn. The chess room is closed during the day. One of the chickens bit his teeth and said, “Let’s play some big, self-taste, plus, dare? I’m sorry.
“I can do it, you guys. He smiled.
From my point of view, I can see the cards in his hand. Lucky for you, he touched the card, but he didn’t hesitate to play it out.
I lost my mind. Did he go all night?
He went on to tear down the cards, and he had a nice set of cards to listen to. But in the eyes of my doubt, a dragon grew in shape, and when he touched the nine cylinders and filled the last one with the dragon, I even heard the sound of a convulsion of his three-class friend’s blood vessels — a “Kowlin light”.
Quite a colour, from one to nine, as if death had opened his eyes. This set of cards is 88 times.
“You’re a fucking cheater?” I’m sorry.
The riot brought Black over. He took a cigarette and pulled two sharp lights out of his half-open eyelids: “What happened?” I’m sorry.
“Black, this kid cheated on us all night! The three of them pointed at him and said:
Black looked at him.
And he didn’t argue, but he felt a carol in his pocket on the cardboard table, pointing to the surveillance on the top of his finger, and said, “Television, if I’m cheating, cut off my finger.” If I don’t cheat, I’ll chop you up. I’m sorry.
“Yo, fair enough. “He nodded his head.
Those three guys don’t squeak at once.
When he was leaving, Black stopped him from behind, “Chicken, I’m a small temple, I can’t afford the Great God. If you come back, I can’t do business. I’m sorry.
He smiled and noded his head, “Yes, don’t worry. “It’s not like we’re going to be able to do this.”
I rushed out and cried out his name in the cold streets, “Chicken!” I’m sorry.
He turned around and looked at me, “Do we know each other?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know you, but I’ve been in a dozen chess shops to find you! I’m sorry.
“Oh, who are you?”
“I have lost mahjong, and I have lost badly. I beg you, save me.” I’m sorry.
He asked, “How much did he lose?” I’m sorry.
It doesn’t matter that I lost a lot of money… but it’s important that I end up losing my women.
No — the target from the very beginning was my woman.
Two.
Two months ago, I joined a game with my fiancée and daughter.
I didn’t know how to play mahjong, but Huang Tai was a senior card player who asked me out. My company had a business relationship with him, a business partner, and I was forced to maintain it.
Mahjong’s rules are not complicated. I’m familiar with them and I can come to the table. That night, I played amazingly, seven or eight laps down and won over 20,000. All of them boasted of me being wise, and I said with humility: “Whereever is a beginner, he is lucky.” I’m sorry.
That being said, I am proud of myself. Back home, my mood was still high, and I pushed my daughter to bed. Her face is red like a ripe tomato, and she says, “I see that Huang Tai is a dirty wolf…”
“How so? * I smelled her * with greed.
“When you were playing mahjong, his eyes were on me like a hook. I’m sorry.
“Hey, you’re not crazy when a man sees you…”
“You’re a bad guy…” “You’re a little girl.” “You guys don’t have a good thing…”
Since then, I have become fascinated by mahjong, and I have always won, and every time I win a lot, which has given me unprecedented self-confidence. Until that night I realized that mahjong’s water was much deeper than I thought.
It was a month of dark wind, and my hands were like some kind of curse, and I’ve been losing, a few laps down, and I lost $780,000.
He also advised me: “Ouyang, stop playing. You have a bad day. I’m sorry.
I lost my eyeballs, took my coat off and threw it on the floor, “Go on! I can’t believe I can’t turn it back! I’m sorry.
Because I lost all the cash on my body, I wrote a note on the spot and sold the company’s shares as chips.
That night, I’ve forgotten how it went. When I walk out of my room, fear of hindsight comes down like a mountain, and I can’t breathe. Just one night, I lost all my savings, almost all my shares in the company, even the new house that I was going to use to marry her.
I became a poor man.
When I got home, I had a big fight with her. I yelled at her and she ran away. When I calmed down, I looked all over the world for her, called, sent messages, and there was no response.
Only if we succeed can we regain her heart. So I went to Huang Tai again, and in the mansion where he lived, I begged him to borrow from me a little money to raise me up again in the past. Huang Tai, in his bathrobe, looked at me in the eyes of his twilight: “Ouyang, you lost your money, I did not force you. I’m sorry.
I said, “I know, I know,” and I said with humility, “Mr. Wong, I’ve got connections, I’ve got a way. If you lend me a little money, I can start my business again. I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha” suddenly smiled and his face was shaking, and he sat on the couch and reached out with a foot, “I can think about it, but you have to show your sincerity. I’m sorry.
“What good faith? I’m sorry.
“Lick my toes. Lick me comfortable, I promise. I’m sorry.
My blood came to my head because of humiliation and my eyelids were shaking. Huang Tai’s still shaking his toes there, “Just lick his toes and he can rise again. How about that? I’m sorry.
After standing for a few seconds, my fist was relaxed, and I fell on my knees and licked Huang Tai’s toes. As my tongue touched his salty and wet feet, the bedroom door opened, and I looked up at my head, and then the blood came up to the top of my head, and it solidified.
It’s her. She was wearing a thin pyjamas, and the curves of Linglin were in the air, and she looked at me licking my toes, and she turned her head.
“I have to say, this woman is a beautiful woman, sleeping with her for one night, making her bones dry. Huang Tai fell down and whispered in my ear: “I told you the truth, I had reacted from the first moment I saw her. Whatever it takes, I’ll get her in my hands. I’m sorry.
Watching Huang Tae-tae’s eyes, I see, she’s her ultimate goal. For that purpose, he made a big web, slowly drawing me into the game. As if he had lured an inconvenient young man into drugs, he took me step by step into the abyss, then he would never return.
“You know, in the industry, I have a name for this –” and Huang softly spits out a few words, “A pig-killer.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t think I’d be a pig someday.
Hwang Tai put his foot in my face, “Don’t hold back, you haven’t licked me yet. I’m sorry.
I almost ran out of Huang Tai’s mansion and stood by the road and threw up. And We slammed the walls until their hands were bloody. I went from a business elite to a total loser, a loser, a pig-like idiot. Not only did I get caught up in someone else’s trap, but I licked his toes, and all this was in my eyes.
Huang Tai did it intentionally. From the beginning, he planned for me to perform in front of her!
I breathed, I swallowed my tears and my nose in my mouth, and I cried in my heart, “Yo Tai, I will make you pay for your blood!” I’m sorry.
3
After hearing what I’ve been through, the chicken pulls out a cigarette spot and takes a sip, “They’re cheating? I’m sorry.
“No,” I shake my head, “I’m not a fool, I can tell if they cheat.” I’m sorry.
“That shouldn’t be. There’s not a big gap between ordinary people. This mahjong thing sometimes depends on luck. I’m sorry.
“One of the three of them is a guy named Han Long,” which reminds me of the horrors of being dominated that night, and I swallowed my spit and said, “I looked into him, he was a pro, he was in Hong Kong for the Asian mahjong competition, and he was named. I’m sorry.
“No wonder. The chicken spits out a straight plume of smoke, “But isn’t it worth it that you put women in it because of gambling? I’m sorry.
“No, that’s not it! I argued, “It’s them who made this game and led me in one step! I was killed! I’m sorry.
“So, you want me to avenge you?” I’m sorry.
“Yes! I’ve been in a dozen chess houses for two months. You’re the best player I’ve ever met! I’m sorry.
“But why would I help you? What can you give me? I’m sorry.
“You can have whatever I have! I’m sorry.
And he drew out the clarinet, and pointed it to my right hand, and said, “I want you to give me two fingers, an index finger and a middle finger. I’m sorry.
I stopped. I thought he wanted money or a house or something. I didn’t think he’d ask for it. “What do you want with two fingers? I’m sorry.
“Remuneration. His smart hand plays with the clarinet and spreads the cold light in the early morning morning, “If you want me to avenge you, you have to pay for it. I’ve always liked to do things fairly, and I’ve never been better at it than paying you two fingers. I’m sorry.
I stood by my teeth for a while, and I said, “A word from a gentleman.”
“Pony whip!”
“All right, I’ll give it to you!” I lift up my sleeves, reach out two fingers and put it on the public bench by the side of the road. “I just hope you don’t break your promise!” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, you’ve been fooled once, and I won’t let you be fooled twice. ”He held my wrist in his left hand, held the kalin in his right hand, shook a knife in the air and then stabbed it straight down.
I can’t help but close my eyes. An aunt who was cleaning by the road saw the scene and “aah” screamed.
In my aunt’s scream, I slowly opened my eyes and didn’t feel the pain in my head, but the head was covered in sweat beads, flowing into my eyes and killing pain. The carin came into the gap between my index finger and my middle finger, and was crucified in a stool.
“You…” I looked up at him and I couldn’t stop being scared.
“Your reward, I’ve received. And the chicken looked at me, and strangled me in the face, and said, “Playing mahjong is not a family. I can’t help you if you don’t even know how to throw two fingers.” I’m sorry.
I got so excited, “So, you…”
The chickens gathered the clarinet and stood up and said, “Let’s do it.” I’ll be with you any time. I’m sorry.
I’m rescheduled to play another game with him. I feel like I can see his sarcasm face on the phone, “Ha ha ha, Ouyang, what are you betting on me now? With your dad’s pension? I’m sorry.
I said, “Don’t forget, I didn’t lose all my shares to you, I also own 10% of the original shares. I’ll give you one chance. If you win, this company will be completely yellow. I’m sorry.
“Good boy, you got balls. Since you want to die, I’ll give you everything. He stopped for a moment and said, “At 10:00 p.m., Chase will be in the living room. I’m sorry.
Drop the phone, I’ve been breathing. I’m sure Huang Tae is trying to kill me.
So this time, I took out the chips under the box. If I lose, I’ll sleep on the street tomorrow.
4
At 10:00 p.m., I went to Chase with the chicken on time, and the mahjong machine was set up in the living room, and it was able to wash the cards automatically, so that no one had to do it at the signboard. There are also several cameras in the room, all-round, no-brainer surveillance — it seems that Huang Tai is confident in his side of the game, and he has eliminated all the possibility of getting old, and he has to take me down with strength.
As expected, he also took Han Long, the professional mahjong player who had participated in the Asian mahjong competition.
“Ouyang, I hear you’ve got a helper. That’s the kid. “Smiling at the chicken without laughing, “Fuck, the hair isn’t growing, okay? I’m sorry.
“Let’s try it or not. The chicken, too, picked up the dice and threw it. At three, he sat on the west side.
“It’s kind of interesting. “Don’t cry if you lose. I’m sorry.
In order to avoid the deliberate feeding of cards, the four of us are sitting in the wrong room, sitting west against Han Long, and I sitting north against chicken. If you want to give a card to your teammates, you can’t.
The card game begins, and the first round of East Winds, Han Long’s dealer. He’s arrogant and he’s got a blind eye behind his glasses. However, as a professional cardmaker, there is still a basic level of professionalism, and from the first, he plays very well, with little contempt for the opponent.
Nine, one, red, all he played was sides, and he didn’t give his wife any chance to eat cards. And I’m very careful, because my next family is Huang Tae, and if I don’t pay attention, I’ll send him in.
I thought Ma would be a simple game, and the hand factor would be at least 60%. But when I stepped into it, I found out it was a deep water, much more than just luck. From the point of view of playing cards, it is more than any other game, and sometimes playing a card can make the situation on the field change dramatically and prevent diversion. Play mahjong must not just stare at the cards in his hand, but you must always watch the cards of other players and judge the cards in their hands. Otherwise, you will only be a lamb to be slaughtered.
Maybe, in the eyes of a man like Han Long, I’m almost transparent, and he can judge my card, know what I hear, what I hear, even how many pairs I have. That’s why I lost that night.
But today there are chickens, and I believe he is a barrier, a barrier that Han Long can’t see, and I put all hope on him.
Less than five minutes after the first round, Han Yong touched a thirty thousand and gently pushed down the card in front of him, saying, “Hu.” I’m sorry.
Dealer touch himself, mix, six times.
“Ouyang, you’re in a hurry to deliver the money and learn to do good. I’ll send you a flag tomorrow.
It’s a bad start. I sweated in my neck. Look at the chicken. He looks like nothing happened.
The more he beats, the more he sits, the more he becomes proud. The chicken fights for 60,000, Han Long shakes his head and pushs two cards, “Eat.” “Don’t feed me too much, boy. There’s no point in winning. I’m sorry.
My heart’s cold. Is the gap between ordinary people and professional cardmakers really insurmountable? It’s less than an hour before the game starts, and my 10% loses less than 3%.
But the chickens, like the restless ones, play the cards in their hands, without any appearance on their faces. Yes, he earned it. If he loses, I lose, he loses nothing. I think of it as a loss.
But the road is chosen by yourself, and if you kneel, you’ll finish the circle.
As expected, this is Han Longhu again. My shares are at the bottom, and the rest is only the last. Wong Tae-Led had to take a straight shot of his thighs and have his men bring champagne in for the celebration.
My heart was dead, and the chicken was as calm as usual, and he ran over the handplate before him, and drew out one of them, “Article seven.” I’m sorry.
It’s a very common card, and it’s even a big chance that Han Long will eat it. But Han didn’t move, he hesitated, and even I observed a detail, and his eyelid moved a little.
One moment, I thought of a famous game, “The Achilles.” I’m sorry.
In Japan in the mid-nineteenth century, the master of chess, Gen-seok, had an amazing match with Ing-soo. From the middle of the game, Sutsu was at a disadvantage, and he thought hard, and he finally made his move. At this point, there was a lot of debate among the viewers, all of whom believed that Geng Yi was winning, but only one of the board members said, “Shower is winning.” I’m sorry.
People are surprised because this man does not play chess. But he said, “I don’t know about chess, but the sudden redness of the ears of the phantoms, which is an alarming sign, must have come up with something that he could not handle. I’m sorry.
It didn’t end up winning. And this game is also the “Rickey Game” of the late generations. I’m sorry.
And I looked at the seven of the chickens, and in that moment I opened up, like a mirror: this is not the most stable card, nor the best one, but the most appropriate one. He’s using this seven to test each other’s placards!
5
This game, chicken wins.
Touch three dark moments, 16 times. When he pushed the mahjong down in front of him, the yellow sordid smile condensed in his face.
Han Long, who is a professional cardmaker, can’t possibly see the intent of that seven. He feels humiliated.
And the chickens pick up the dice and throw it down, “You’re down, two laps, North Wind.” I’m sorry.
And then, as if the lucky God was on his side of the chicken, he had a smooth hand, and even a few cards had been lost. The situation on the field turned around like a fallback, and I won back 10% of the shares and 1.8 million cash. Han Long began to get restless, and he kept taking off his glasses and wearing cold sweats on his forehead.
Huang Tai is in a hurry. He’s staring at Han Long like he’s saying, “Do something!”
The last one, the chicken report, and then a 50,000.
As a matter of safety, others would naturally have to do it, and when Han Long’s turn, he would have played 50,000, and look at his card, he would still have to do it.
I didn’t expect the chickens to take down the mahjong in front of them, “Foot, $500,000.” I’m sorry.
“You-” Han Long looked up in the eye. He did not understand why the chickens were waiting for him to get some.
And the chicken smiled, “Don’t feed me too much, and there’s no point in winning. I’m sorry.
Han’s whole face rose to pig’s liver, and his eyes were soared, he grabbed the $50,000 of that little gun, and all of a sudden, “Ow!” At the card table, the mouth was spitting out and the body was twitching.
I didn’t know this pro was so angry.
Huang Tae-tai was so depraved that he was dragged down. Three shorts and the game is over. I packed the winning cash, and when the chickens were leaving, Huang suddenly blocked the door.
“What’s up, Mr. Wong? I looked at him and I said, “Was it hard to pay for losing?” I’m sorry.
“A million dollars, not yet! “Today’s game, I know it! The day after tomorrow, let’s bet again, dare we? I’m sorry.
Wait till the day after tomorrow? It’s obviously going to get good at it. I thought I’d take it, but I didn’t think the chicken would take it. I’m sorry.
I pulled him back and whispered, “Are you crazy? I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to explain it to him, but I can only say, “So, chicken, half of the money we won today, you and me, let’s stop this, OK?”
“I don’t want money,” and the chicken laughs, “I’ve won money for hope school.” I’m sorry.
“You…” I’m a little crazy, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.
And the look of the chicken passed over my shoulder, and looked towards Huang Tai, reaching out his finger, and said: I want to bet with you again. The day after tomorrow, it’s settled. It’s grandsons. I’m sorry.
Wong Tai smiled, and all the flesh on his face was covered, “My boy, I’m waiting for you. I’m sorry.
When I got out, I really wanted to grab a chicken head and give him a couple of cannons. Can’t you see Huang Tai is trying to fuck you? I’m sorry.
“Blessed bets, there is no one who lies.” I’m sorry.
“You’re crazy! I said, “There’s a mountain, there’s a sky, you really think you’re number one?” I’m sorry.
The chicken laughs, “In the world of Mahjong, there is no one above the world. The situation is changing so fast that everyone can be out in a second. I’m sorry.
It’s a fucking rhyme. But I don’t want this philosophical debate with him. I just, I don’t want to go back to the poor days.
“You know why I won? The chicken smoked another cigarette and revealed a deepness that was disproportionate to his young face, “I’m not self-taught either. I used to worship a master named Baemako. The first lesson he gave me was that life was a gamble, not just mahjong. I’m sorry.
I suspect this sissy is a philosophy teacher at a certain university.
“I studied under his door for two years, and I didn’t even finish half of his moves. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
‘Cause I dare to play with my life. I’m sorry.
“…”
“All techniques are auxiliary, mahjong, and the most important is psychology. The day I got out, he said I was born to play mahjong. You see cards, I see hearts. “Have you heard a word, put it to death and live.” I’m sorry.
“What if you don’t? I’m sorry.
“Then die. He smiled, “Life is a gamble.” I’m sorry.
I’ve been losing my hair for a while.
I figured out that this young man named Chicken, he didn’t promise to gamble with Huang Tai to help me, but to get excited. He’s an outlaw. He plays cards, he plays his life.
But there is no other way, and at this point in time he tied me to the same battle car and hurried forward, even with a mine ditch ahead. I suddenly felt like what Marks described in “A century alone”: I bought a permanent ticket and got on a train that couldn’t go back.
Six.
Three days later, we went to the station, at the reception door, 1006 luxury rooms, the only five-star hotel in the city. Look at this, Huang Tae must be a big guy.
Walking to the hotel door, I stopped. She stood there and looked at me with a sad eye. She’s more beautiful than ever, wearing a long dress of rice yellow and a light make-up, like an angel who comes to heaven. I’ve been thinking about it all the time, and I’ve had my eyes wet.
“Ouyang, I didn’t think this would happen. She looked at me, and she said,
I went up and my voice suffocated, “I’m sorry for you. I shouldn’t have lost everything. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. It’s my fault.”
“It doesn’t matter now. Ouyang, we’ve been together four years, you know, my heart is with you. But women live in this world and need a material base. I’m sorry.
“I know, I failed you…”
“If you can win back and take back what belongs to you, I will and will return to you. I’m sorry.
My whole body and soul is a vibrator! “Really? I’m sorry.
“Really. I don’t like him at all. I like you. “I’ll find a way to give you a signal at a critical moment.” You have to win. I’m sorry.
Listening to her, my head is heavy and I feel like I’ve stepped on every step of the cloud. The chicken passed through the lobby without an expression and went to the elevator room.
And I was in the elevator, and I was in the joy of meeting her for a short time, and the chicken suddenly said, “Ouyang, do not fight this time, I will come alone.” I’m sorry.
I was like, “You want a dozen or three? They’re gonna kill you! I’m sorry.
“It’s okay. I’ll get in the way with you. I’m sorry.
What I’d like to say is that he suddenly extended his hand to stop my argument, “No more, it’s settled. I’m sorry.
One bell, the elevator door opens. We went into the luxurious house and saw that there were already several people sitting in it, all face-to-face local figures, one of whom was a socio-cultural brother, who had a reputation in the street. These are witnesses brought by Huang Tai for this game. And when I saw the guy sitting on the sofa with a free tea, I couldn’t help but see his eyelids pounding and a heart almost pops out!
Black-and-white hair, 50-year-old, a mid-to-panel button, left thumb with a branded grandmother’s green finger — If I’m not mistaken, he’s Heh Heh’s famously known as “The God of the Gang and the North.”
Even if I don’t mix up with the mahjong, I’ve heard of this man’s name, and in gambling, he’s a godly existence. A professional hand like Han Long doesn’t even deserve shoes.
Fuck me! I didn’t think Huang Tai would be able to impress such a character! How much does he want me dead?
For a moment, I felt the shadow of death as if it were a mountain. Even worse, under such circumstances, the chicken won’t let me in. He’ll take three!
I was sorely sweated before I started.
And the people sat down, and Elien was sitting in the east, facing the chickens, and Huang and another horse, in the north and south. I took a chair and sat behind the chicken and put my shaking hands in my pocket, trying to hide my tensions.
Eren Hill spoke first: “Today’s bet is two million each. But I play cards, and there’s always a rule: whoever loses the bet, picks out one of his eyes and presents it as a gift. He said that he beat his hands, and the people behind him lifted out a transparent glass tank, with dozens of obscurous eyeballs floating up and down like cans of mountains, which were his spoils.
I can’t help but get sick in my stomach. I thought it was the toughest game in the game. I didn’t think there was such a cruel way.
And the chicken was still the same and noded and said, “Yes, I accept.” I’m sorry.
And Ironyama laughed and pointed at me, saying, “You are his successor. If you lose, you will be chosen for the eyes of both.” I’m sorry.
When I heard it, I lost my hair and my eyes were in a state of pain. And I was about to find a way to discourage the chicken, but he pointed at him and said, “You are his helper, and if you lose, you will choose the eyes of both.” I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha…” and the Ellen mountain smiled, “It’s interesting, I’ve heard it for the first time.” That’s fair, I promise you, but– “He sunk his face, looked at the chicken, “You think you can beat me, young man? I’m sorry.
As if the Mount of Iron had suddenly changed a man, and the eyes of the pupils were full of killing machines. Those eyes were sharp as bayonets, and they pierceed the whole human being. I’ve never felt such a deterrent, and my heart’s been slow for a while.
The chicken also felt this shock, because his body consciously leaned backwards, but remained calm and said, “Can we win, let’s play.” I’m sorry.
“Good. “Let’s go. I’m sorry.
This is the highest mahjong I have ever seen in my life and will never see such a high match again. With my limited knowledge of mahjong, it is not easy to see this game, because every card they play is outside my understanding. The routine mahjong routine, “Five, four, six” and “eight, four, seven” are useless here.
They’re touching each other’s bottoms while they’re trying to hide themselves, and who’s the first to be exposed is a transparent lamb. This is a micro-level Dark Forest.
In order to limit the way Huang Tai feeds each other, a rule-based adjustment was made to the game: only touch, not eat. But even so, the disadvantage of chickens is obvious.
The Lady of Lucky also seemed to like the wind rudder and abandoned him completely. Every time a chicken catches a hand, it’s ugly.
In the first five games, it’s all Erenshan’s. He is worthy of the name of the “Freckle God” and is a sturdy, tactful man who, instead of seeking more than one, has lost a few peaces in order to get out of the game and keep it steady. And he’s a little bit different from Han Long, and he’s not greedy, he’s not gonna win all his chips in his own hands — starting with the fifth round, with Huang Tae and his other horse.
From East Wind to South Wind, there was a turn of wind water, but the chickens didn’t have any. I don’t know what tactics he’s using, but I understand that it’s not possible to deal with Ironyama with Han Long. He was unable to test the way of each other’s cards, nor was he able to estimate them, and Mount Eren was before him as a barrier, a non-transparent barrier like a mountain.
Two million chips, a little bit faster than you can see. I don’t care about the money anymore. I love my own eyes! Even if I sleep on the street, I don’t want to be taken away from one eye!
It’s like the night is raining, and chickens are so bad at this time that they can’t even win. As if Eren Mountain had seen everything, he had struck a chicken, saying, “Sometimes, such as luck will choose, and they will abandon the weak and join the strong. Don’t forget, Ma will be a game invented by men — the way of men, not enough damage. I’m sorry.
The chicken doesn’t talk, still plays his card. But I clearly read four words from his rock-and-roll card: it’s not gonna work.
The big smile appeared again on Huang Tai’s face, squinting at me and laughing, “At least a friend needs me to prepare you for an anaesthetic in a moment.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything, and my hands were on my chest, and I prayed in my heart: “Come on!” Let’s go! God of fortune, please pay our respects once! I’m sorry.
Maybe my prayers worked. The next chicken’s hand came up, and it went up a couple more times. Three, four, five, six, seven, eighty thousand, four, five, six, plus three, two, one north wind!
There’s already a North Wind in the deck, and there’s a great chance that no one will take it. My heart speaks of my voice and I cry in the deep of my chest, “Be able to win! Win! This one will win!”
Not at all, Huang Tai hit a northern wind. In that moment, I almost jumped out of my seat! But the grotesque thing happened, and the chickens didn’t see anything. They didn’t push the mahjong in front of them, but they touched a new card!
I sting. Then a thought came into my mind: The boy was smug!
7
I was staring at the side of the chicken with my eyes, and I was asking him silently: “Why not a card?”
The chicken grazed me with the extra light and didn’t mean anything. By that time, the game had entered the middle, and, for the sake of caution, everyone was familiar with it, and his upper house had another north wind.
This is the last north wind on the field!
But the chickens are still free!
I’m going crazy! I’d really like to grab his collar and ask him, why not? What the fuck are you doing?
But I can’t do that, and there can’t be any verbal communication on the cardboard table, otherwise it would amount to cheating. I could only hold my fist tight and stare at him with a pair of eyes, hoping he would feel my anger.
It’s chicken’s turn. He touched a 20,000 and then played a north wind, so that the one thousand cards in his hand became “two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.”
In that moment, I felt like I was awakened by something.
The level of this game is beyond my knowledge, but it’s been a long time, and I’ve come to see some doors. The only reason the chicken doesn’t have a Hubian wind is to wait for 20,000 — no, not just 20,000 — as long as it touches one of the two, three, five, six, eight, 90,000. The probability of touching these cards is 23×13 = 29 = 22.2%, and although the game is in the middle, the probability is not small.
He’s gonna bet a big one.
He’s crazy!
Seeing the chickens, there was a north wind, and the mountains laughed and didn’t talk.
The chance that the chicken now listens to three cards, two, five, eight thousand, is quite frightening. When he touches the cards, he finds another “two” and he touches a bar. Then I added a card from the bar, and when his thumb was removed from the deck, I really jumped!
It’s a medal!
Fifty thousand!
♪ Flowers on the pole, the wind, the self-fist! That’s 48 times that!
I’ve lived more than 30 years and I’ve never been so excited! I’d really like to take the chicken up and spin it around and give it a good kiss!
The chicken threw down the mahjong in front of me as if it was in response to the anger that I had just lost, saying, “Ouyang, when luck comes, not only seize it, but also double it.” I’m sorry.
“Good. “Young man, he’s very brave. That’s right. It’s only fair to be my opponent. I’m sorry.
“Don’t be proud! You’ve lost one! Wong Tae can’t help but scream, “O, don’t you see how much of your chips are left? Shit luck won’t keep hitting your heads. I’m sorry.
In the face of Huang Tai’s curse, the chicken smiled, and replied, “Do you forget that luck makes choices, and they always leave the weak and join the strong?” Guys like you, I guess luck won’t like it. I’m sorry.
“You…” The strangulation of Huang Tai is pitiful.
From this point on, the chickens really got the tan of the Goddess of Destiny, got the good hands, got every one of them in the wind, got a couple of scratches, got a little bit of the winning chips. Huang Tai is already in a bad mood, but Eren’s face is calm: “It’s normal, Mr. Huang, to be patient, and the young man is lucky. Don’t think about killing people all the time. I’m sorry.
It is said that Iron Shan is a good man and a “man and man” in particular, and that he would simply do a little, a little hint, that Huang Tai and another horseboy would be madly feeding him cards. But since he’s obstinately repulsive of these tricks in the name of the god of the Gang, Huang Tai and another horseboy are caught between two masters, and he’s beating like two headless flies.
I’ve been watching, but I have the feeling that the barriers to chickens have disappeared — the walls of that mountain, like Eren Mountain, are gradually becoming transparent, can be guessed, can be tested, and I’m sure that chickens can estimate the size of each other, although not necessarily accurate, but Eren Hill is no longer an untouchable presence.
Of course, in front of Eren Mountain, the chicken may have become a transparent man long ago, but his undisturbed behaviour and his unbridled attitude have given him considerable confusion. Perhaps that’s what he called “dead and alive” and turned into the biggest smoke bomb to be thrown at Eren hill.
That’s the beauty of the game. When the opponent acts calm enough, you can’t be sure of your judgment. It can’t happen on chickens.
This has become a perfect match between mahjong technology, where chickens and Ironyama have won and won each other, and the situation on the ground has changed from one side at the beginning to a saw war. Ten hours from night to morning, the chips on both sides are half a pound.
Several bystanders are no longer able to survive, and even Huang Tai’s face is tired. And Eren ran around his neck and said, “I am old, and my body is a little too old to eat. I’d like to suggest that we bet all the chips in the next game and win. Young man, what do you think? I’m sorry.
I was thinking about talking to chickens, and I didn’t think he’d just nod his head. I’m sorry.
Oh, my God, that’s too hasty. In a moment, the fate of all of us was brought back to life and death!
8
The finals, the finals.
All the chips on the field went in, totalling over eight million. But money is not the most important thing, it is the fate of two eyes.
So this is a very careful fight, and the air seems to be condensing. The game went into the middle, and he listened to the cards from Eren hill. I can’t tell what I heard, but chickens should know.
My heart again refers to the eyes of my voice, and now it is possible to light every card that comes out. My eyes seem to be in pain.
The chicken was very careful, and he finally got in the second half of the game, and I strangled my thigh, and this time we listened. If you listen to a card, you’re going to play an idle card: 2 or 80,000. But what I didn’t know was that the chickens had stopped, first he took out a two-barrel, and when he got out, he replaced it with $80,000, but he held it in his hand.
I see. Erenshan’s card is a two-barrel or 80,000 of them! But I can’t tell which one.
He hesitated! On mahjong’s desk, the first time I saw a chicken I hesitated!
My muscles are so tense, they’re so twitching. You know, this card determines where we’re going. He hesitated for a long time, and even Huang was watching him in peace, waiting for his final decision.
After all, this card is too important.
And that’s when the chick who sat behind and watched the war made a sneaky gesture that caught my attention. She had an index finger and a thumb, which was clearly an “eight” gesture.
I was so excited that I remembered what she said to me in front of the hotel: “I’ll find a way to give you a signal at a critical time. You have to win. I’m sorry.
She sits in the back and shows a lot about Erenyama’s hand, and now she’s drawing an eight, which is obvious: Erenshan wants 80,000!
I’m sure the chicken saw the move, and he didn’t hesitate any longer, and I beat out the $80,000 in his hand.
I almost fainted on the spot!
This guy’s crazy. He’s gone crazy and you’re in a hurry! Don’t you think you’ve got enough eyeballs?
And a strange thing happened in my rush: the Mount of Iron did not move, nor did he say “hu” nor thrust down the mahjong in front of him.
The game goes on?
Did I just get the wrong idea?
It was the turn of the chicken to touch the cards, and his thumb was soft on the deck, and he didn’t even see it, and he was on the card table, “Woo, touch.” I’m sorry.
A million-word dragon, plus three nine cylinders, and a two-barrel — clean doors, one colour, 48 times.
Several witnesses around me stood up at once, and I was still in the shadows of a moment without a response. Erenshan sits there in the dark, without a word, and yellow Thailand is as dead as ashes, and his mouth murmurs: “Why is this, impossible, why…”
“I’ll tell you why. The chicken lighted a cigarette, spitting out a long pipe of smoke, “Mr. Wong, do you think I’d believe a bitch who betrayed his boyfriend? To be honest, I did not know which card I should play, but I deliberately showed hesitation in order to give you the opportunity to perform this scene. I’m sorry.
The young lady standing behind is already invisible and her shoulders are shaking. “You smart-ass fool!” I’m sorry.
Wong Tai’s face is covered in horror. And the chicken pulled out of his pocket, and cast the kernel on the table, and said: Do it yourselves. I’m sorry.
“Yes, yes, yes! “Hwang Tae suddenly shouted, two of his men broke in and had five rounds in his hand, targeting me and the chicken.
I was scared to stand up.
“You want my eyes? I’ll fucking kill you! “Yo Tae is screaming like a mad dog.
“I advise you to think this through. “You think I didn’t leave my hand behind?” There’s a camera. It’s been live since I got into the room. We’re gambling now, but if you kill people, it’s completely different. I’m sorry.
I heard it was live, and the horse boys hesitated, and their hands were down. The social brother who was a witness stood up and scolded him on the table, saying, “You don’t speak of morality! I didn’t come here today to get your ass kicked! I’m sorry.
“Ha-ha-ha…” and the Ellen Mountain smiled and said, “The geese are stunned today!” All right, let’s lose the bet. I’m sorry.
At the end of the sentence, his left hand, with a “puzzling” blade on his thumb, then slammed into his left eye, splattered with blood, he screamed, his hands covered his eyes and sat on the chair.
Huang Tae-tai, who screamed, ran away, and I was angry from my heart, and I hated to be bold, and grabbed the cardboard spring, and I kicked him to the ground. And he held his hair in his left hand, and his right hand put a knife to his eye, and cried out, “Yow, I told you to pay for your blood.” I’m sorry.
“No, no, Brother Ouyang, Grandpa, spare me. I’m wrong. I’m not a man. The fox seduced me first.”
“Fuck you! * I slashed my blood like a flower. *
I didn’t make it. I stabbed him in the ass without a knife.
Yellow Tae rolls on the floor and screams like pigs.
9
“This is your share. I pushed the money in the suitcase to the chickens across the street.
The chicken opened the box and closed it again, “Donate for me, give it to Hope Elementary.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know. “Are you really giving it to Hope School? I’m sorry.
“What’s so strange about that. The chicken lit a cigarette, “I graduated from there.” More people read, less people go astray. I’m sorry.
It’s ironic to say that from his mouth. I shook my head and answered his request.
“How’s Huang Tae? I don’t know.
“At the hospital, she’s lying on her back, and she’ll probably have to sleep in the street. “My look is dark, not because of him, but because of her.” She won’t be able to stay in this city. I don’t know where she’s going. I hope she’ll do it.
“Why didn’t anyone bother me? Another thing I thought of was, “I stabbed him, and it was a crime to hurt. I’m sorry.
The chicken laughs and throws the wristwatch at me, “That’s a lie. There’s no live show. It’s a normal spreadsheet. I’m sorry.
I looked at the watch, and I was in the middle of it, and I laughed, and I couldn’t breathe.
“What are you laughing at? I’m sorry.
“Chicken, chicken, you make me totally understand that I’m not gambling at all. Don’t say mahjong. I won’t even fight the landlord anymore. I’m sorry.
The chicken laughs, “I won’t play anymore.” I’m gonna climb another peak. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m surprised, “You found a better opponent than Eren Hill? I’m sorry.
“Not really. I mean the real peak. Playing mahjong is just a challenge for me, and I’m going to climb now. The chicken also spits out a straight plume of smoke, “Stand Gargar Parbat, the ninth peak of the world, 8125 metres above sea level, with only a narrow ridge, where many people are buried, so it has a nickname called Eater Peak.” I want to try. I’m sorry.
“Fuck, that must be dangerous. # I’m talking #
“Life is a gamble. I’m sorry.
I haven’t seen him since, and I don’t know if he’s conquered another peak in life. But I gave his share of his money to a few hope primary schools, in accordance with his wishes. My share of the money was taken out and donated to the casino.
This is my little wish: that their lives should stop being gambling.
Over.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
