Metropolitan Super Deity

Chapter 61: Gambling Wushuang

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"You? Are you okay? Haven't you never touched mahjong before?"

Mother Ling looked at Ling Fei with a puzzled look.

Ling Fei smiled.

"I was next to you every day when I was a kid. I learned a little bit. I was just curious today. Come and play."

When the women heard that Ling Fei couldn't play, their eyes were full of smiles.

"Ling Fei his mother, the kid wants to see and see, why are you stopping him? Are you afraid that our aunts and aunts will bully him?"

Mother Ling gave them angrily.

It's only blame for these guys who eat people and don't spit out bones if they don't bully him.

However, thinking that I was also next to me, I was not afraid of these bitches.

So, she waved a big hand and said:

"Fart! I'm afraid of a fart? Just play, who is afraid of whom?"

After speaking, she followed Ling Fei to the mahjong table, Jiang Yingxue also stood beside Ling Fei.

After Ling Fei went on doing it, he smiled and said:

"Auntie, I don't play mahjong much on weekdays. Since we want to play, let's not come to the small ones. How about some big ones?

When a few women's eyes light up, these words are rare.

"Okay, don't worry about the rules, one for two thousand."

"OK, no problem."

Mother Ling looked at her son with a weird face. He shouldn't be such a reckless talent in normal days. Could it be that there is something wrong with it?

The mahjong tables are all automatic. When the mahjong fell, Ling Fei's eyes noticed the woman on the opposite side with her finger on the side of the table and lightly touched it.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, releasing his true energy.

Zhen Qi can help Ling Fei to figure out the look of Mahjong, and then he can modify it according to the combination he wants.

Soon, the washed mahjong rose from under the table, and the corners of the women's mouths showed unconcealable joy.

"Okay, Ling Fei, click the point, it's the little button in front of you."

Ling Fei glanced at it. Although the button is on his side, in fact, the button that really controls the dice is still in the hands of the woman opposite and controlled by her.

So on the surface, it seems that you control the dice yourself, but in reality it is not.

But what is it like?

If Zhen Qi can control mahjong, how can it not control a small dice?

Ling Fei wrapped the dice with infuriating energy, and at the next moment, he really noticed a weak electromagnetic current to touch it.

Unfortunately, in front of Ling Fei's true spirit, it was so vulnerable.

Zhen Qi absorbed the electromagnetic current and quickly wrapped the dice to make choices.

When it finally falls, the display is six o'clock.

The woman opposite Ling Fei was slightly surprised, as if she did not expect that it would be this point.

But her astonishment disappeared in a flash.

After all, not only dice, but also mahjong, are also passive.

A few people started to draw cards, which was okay at first, but as the cards got more and more, the faces of those women were a little weird.

"Open cards! Why don't you play?"

Ling Fei pretended to be a little impatient.

The women had to start playing cards. The woman in the seat Ling Fei played the card first.

"North Wind."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's just the north wind, it's just crazy."

Ling Fei smiled and showed the cards, and the faces of the women turned green.

This kid is so lucky, right? The first one is such a good luck?

"Aunts, I'm really sorry, please pay for it."

Several women gritted their teeth, and one of them paid two thousand.

"Come again."

They said bitterly, but Ling Fei was smiling.

"Whatever, my dad hasn't cooked yet anyway."

Then there was another round and the same routine again, and Ling Fei was crazy again!

"I...grass!"

The woman opposite Ling Fei couldn't help but swear directly.

This is too evil, right? Two starters in a row, this stinky boy, do you want to be so lucky?

In a blink of an eye, one person lost four thousand.

Mother Ling gave her son a weird look, then looked at Jiang Yingxue, only to find that there was no joy on Jiang Yingxue's face, as if Ling Fei's luck was so good.

This can't help making her even more confused.

What's the matter with my son?

Then it was the third hand. This time, Ling Fei did not start Hu again, but after two or three rounds, he started Hu again.

A few women gritted their teeth, shit, thought this one could counterattack, who ever thought, Ling Fei won in the end!

At this time, one person has lost six thousand. Ling Fei won eighteen thousand.

He counted the banknotes with a smile, and said with a smile:

"Small gambling to be happy, big gambling to hurt you, these three are very enjoyable today. Thanks to the three aunts and aunts for accepting, my dad should also make a good meal, let's come here today."

"Wait a minute, I want to go after winning the money, what do you mean?"

The three women were immediately unwilling.

Ling Mu lifted up the sleeves of the sweater, patted the table, pointed at several women and cursed:

"Grass! Want to bully my son? Have the ability to come to me!"

The women's faces were strangely yin and yang:

"Hmph, the ghost knows what the hell are you doing? First old, then small, each one is like seeing the God of Wealth. In short, if we win so much money, we want to go, don't even think about it!"

Mother Ling wanted to curse, but was stopped by Ling Fei's hand.

He smiled at the three women:

"Everyone is a neighbour, why bother to hurt peace? Let's do it, my mother won two thousand today, and I also won eighteen thousand. I think so, let's not play two thousand, just play 20,000. You guys If you have the courage to win the money back in one round, we will go home for dinner. If you are not courageous, let us go, don't be so boring. How about?"

"it is good!"

As soon as Ling Fei finished speaking, the three women agreed with a smile, but the murderous expression contained in that smile was not small.

Mother Ling was a little worried. She wanted Ling Fei to stop, but Jiang Yingxue grabbed her hand and smiled.

She is not a fool. Seeing Jiang Yingxue's meaning, she made it clear that Ling Fei had the means to win.

Although she doesn't know what the son has, but she doesn't intervene anymore.

Soon, a new round was opened, and this time, Ling Fei came to the table and opened the card again.

Ling Fei deliberately fought for several rounds. During the whole time, a woman suddenly exclaimed:

"Oh! I'm fooling! Money, hurry up!"

Ling Fei smiled lightly:

"It's just a fool. Is it necessary to be so happy?"

The woman's eyebrows were smiling, and the corners of her mouth were wide open.

"My nephew, don't care if I am happy or not, hurry up and pay."

Ling Fei smiled indifferently, without saying anything, just faintly pushed away his mahjong tiles.

"What? It's all the same!"

The woman's shocked eyes were as big as pigeon eggs, and her face was almost stuck to Ling Fei's mahjong tiles.

Ling Fei rubbed his fingers and smiled:

"Aunts, pay for it."

A few popular vomiting blood wanted not to pay, but if not, Ling Fei would definitely not play! When the time comes, the 20,000 can fly away!

Forget it, reluctant to give up the children, can't catch the wolf, they don't believe that Ling Fei will always have such good luck! Oh shit!