Talented Genius

Lantianxin also gave Ye Tianlong a cold eye, as if he wanted to remember his appearance, and would have the opportunity to **** the boy in front of him in the future.

Ye Tianlong's action, coupled with his sharp eyes, reported the opponent's cards from time to time, and suddenly stopped King Siwen and the others from adjusting cards.

Being disturbed by Ye Tianlong's deployment like this, the speed of winning cards plummeted, and Lantian Core looked a little annoyed, but fortunately, his cards were pretty good.

Only then did he hold back the anger to Ye Tianlong.

"The cards in this last round are good."

At this time, King Siwen pushed his glasses, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at his mahjong tiles very proudly: "Better than all the tiles just now."

"Dong Lan, I am a seven-something right. Once I touch myself, your check will be spent again."

King Sven drew and played cards, waiting for the last card, and at the same time smiled at Lan Xiangxiang: "Don't feel bad about your pockets."

Lan Xiaomo stepped forward and glanced at the opponent's card, with a touch of surprise on his face. As expected, King Siwen had drawn, and it was still six small pairs.

And looking at the last piece of fifty thousand he was holding, there was a high probability that he would be touched by him, Lan Xiaomo couldn't help but worry about Ye Tianlong.

She sincerely hopes that Ye Tianlong will win, so as not only to win back some prizes for her father, but also to win his father's favor.

Lan Lanxiang just smiled: "Congratulations to the Golden Bureau, don't worry, there are some checks."

"Hahaha, I have also drawn."

At this time, the middle-aged fat man also slapped the table, with joy on his face: "There is no fierce gold game, but everything is fine."

Lan Xiaomo glanced at the middle-aged fat man again and found that the opponent had also drawn the cards. He was still a two-five-eight-cylinder Hu card. His probability of victory was far greater than that of King Siwen.

She couldn't help sighing with emotion: Tianlong's position is really a distraction.

"Ye Tianlong, I have also drawn."

Although there was no card change between Kingswen and the middle-aged fat man, Lantian Core's victory was much slower, but the result was clear, waiting for the final victory.

All three of them are waiting for the last card, it can be said that they have already stepped on the door of victory, and God’s last favor

Moreover, the three people were close to victory, and they did not believe that Ye Tianlong could counterattack.

Ye Tianlong ignored them, just dangled and played cards, never saw the cards in his hand, and didn't let people know what the cards were hidden.

Everyone can only judge from the cards he threw: Ye Tianlong's cards can be described as a mess.

What made Lantian puzzled was that Ye Tianlong also threw four "90 thousand" successively, which was a crazy rhythm.

Lantianxin stared at Ye Tianlong in front of him: "Ye Tianlong, are you okay?"

King Siwen lit a cigarette: "If you don't work, give up. Now give up. Even if you only lose, 200,000 will be enough."

The middle-aged fat man smiled: "If it is touched by any of us, it will be at least twenty-four times and as many as eighty-eight times. Lan Dong will have to pay a lot of money."

When they played a card and continued to wait for victory, Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand to grab his own card, did not look at it, just touched it with his finger.

It was okay if he didn't touch it. When he touched it, his whole body was beaten with blood, his eyes widened, the blue veins on the back of his hand were also prominent, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

"Ye Tianlong, what are you doing? Hurry up and play."

Looking at Ye Tianlong's sluggishness, Lan Lanxin shouted impatiently: "Don't waste time! Pingping's speech is about to begin."

"Do you feel hopeless? Think you are going to lose tonight?"

"If it is, you can quickly lose your card. Anyway, you don't need to give you money. You can still eat soft rice for three to five million yuan."

"You lose!"

Seeing the face of the blue sky core, Ye Tianlong's mouth moved a little, his heart sighed, and he exhaled, flipped all the cards out and pressed them down.

"Get rich! Quartet is big, big four happy, Qingfa is right."

Ye Tianlong slapped the last "Fa Cai" he touched on the table: "East, East, West, South, South, North, North, Fafa..."

"Starting with one hundred thousand, one hundred and sixty-eight times, one thousand and eight hundred thousand per person."

"Credit card or cash?"

High spirits!

Lantianxin's complexion changed on the spot, how ugly and ugly.

"Missed? Still a big four?"

When Lan Tianxiang was refreshed, Lan Xiaomo jumped up happily, hugged Ye Tianlong and kissed him non-stop: "Tianlong, I love you to death."

Money is a trivial matter for Lan Xiaomo, but saving face is a big deal. He sighed against his father and made her feel enraged.

If there weren't too many people present, she would have shouted that she would be rewarded.

Uncle Bird did not speak, but the corners of his mouth cocked, obviously also happy that Ye Tianlong had won.

Jin Siwen didn't believe that Ye Tianlong had this luck, because he knew that the difficulty of winning the 4th birthday is no less than winning the 5 million lottery, so he rubbed his eyes and examined it.

It's just how he rummaged and checked, Ye Tianlong's Big Sixi and Qingfa pair were still not hydrated, lying in front of everyone very dazzling.

King Siwen took the other untouched cards with the heart of a villain to save the gentleman's belly again, to see if Ye Tianlong had secretly become an old man, and found nothing.

Lantian Xin was stunned and then also reacted, touching Ye Tianlong's card and couldn't believe it: "How is this possible?"

"Three east, three west, three south, three north... plus a couple to make a fortune. It's a childish man and you can touch it ten times and watch it ten times if you don't believe it."

Ye Tianlong was very proud to knock on the table: "Just after reading and touching, remember to give the money, everyone is a good-looking person, don't shame."

The middle-aged fat man didn't touch the cards, just wiped his forehead with sweat, and kept chanting: "It's over, it's over..."

"Hid it deep."

After confirming that Ye Tianlong did not come out, Lantianxin's face changed, and then she said with difficulty: "Ye Tianlong, I underestimate you."

Ye Tianlong said straightforwardly: "Thank you aunt for the compliment. It's just that you can't even play mahjong. How to be a soft rice king?"

Blue Sky Core hates it: "One more game!"

Ye Tianlong shook his head: "The eight laps and thirty-two rounds have been played, and the cousin's speech is about to begin."

"you--"

Lantian Core is almost violent, and has never been so flustered by others: "Ye Tianlong, you are too bastard."

Ye Tianlong ignored her, patted both hands, and smiled at King Siwen and the others: "Three, three, the battle is over, give money."

Lan Lanxiang took a step forward: "Tianlong, my own friend..."

"Yes, my friend, I want a discount!"

Before Lan Lanxiang finished speaking, Ye Tianlong shouted: "Well, let's get rid of the fraction. One thousand six hundred and eighty million, give 16 million."

"Uncle is really a friend, he saved them 300,000 yuan in one sentence."

"Think about it, 300,000, for three people, 900,000. For three yuan of rice, you can buy 300,000 catties, and you can eat it to death."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Should you say thank you to uncle?"

Lan Lanxiang wanted to talk, but didn't know what to say, so she could only give a wry smile.

King Siwen and the middle-aged fat man looked ugly, wrote a few checks, and left after leaving...

Blue Sky Core also gave Ye Tianlong a murderous look: "Ye Tianlong, I remember you."

"Don't talk nonsense, give money..."