Elder brother's garrison

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Further study in facial micro-expressions!

He holds the title of a PhD in Mathematics!

It is a true example of someone who has incorporated the concept of science into their mahjong game.

He is a steel saber-toothed tiger who, wielding the sharp blade of science, is invincible in the brutal ecosystem known as the Dark World of Mahjong, killing anyone who gets in his way and ultimately reaching the summit!

then.

This is a steel saber-toothed tiger with unparalleled defense.

I won three times in one go at mahjong today.

It's still the first round.

In the quiet courtyard of the residential area, the man in the suit remained in the same position as when he had just discarded a tile, staring blankly at the mahjong tiles that the other three players had pushed aside.

Xiao Bai's mahjong hand is a pure suit, a hand with a very high score.

Compared to Xiaobai, Dajing and Beishang's tiles were much less damaging. The three of them simultaneously defeated the man in the suit. Although they reduced the man in the suit's mahjong points from the maximum to the critical threshold, they still left him with a last breath.

"What a pity... Because this guy was the dealer, when he discarded our tile, none of us got the dealer's bonus, which is why he survived." Ooi looked at his low-scoring hand with considerable displeasure. "Sigh... If only I could have declared riichi when I drew the tile, I would have been so close to winning by those few points..."

“That’s true, we were just a little short.” Kitakami nodded and said to Daii, “But it’s because our hands were too small… If only we had three pure suits or mixed suits.”

"Um... Beishang, do I have a very strong hand?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

"Hmm? Um... cough cough, Miss Lin, don't you know how to do numbers?"

"Ah...yes, although I understand what constitutes a winning hand...but no one has ever taught me how to calculate the points for a winning hand..." Xiaobai said embarrassedly.

"Well, it's simple. Let me explain. To calculate the winning hand points, you mainly need to look at the number of points and the bottom talisman..."

The three women at the mahjong table started chatting, oblivious to everyone else around them.

The man in the suit stared blankly at Da Jing, who was teaching a novice how to calculate mahjong points.

Da Jingkou spoke eloquently and incessantly, recounting only the most basic mahjong knowledge.

Xiaobai listened attentively to Dajing's words, nodding occasionally and making "uh-huh" sounds, looking like a well-behaved and obedient student.

"..." The man in the suit.

I... just now... was hit by these three people in one go?

A dreamlike, ethereal feeling lingered in the man's mind, giving him a suffocating sensation that almost made him faint.

The three families are listening to Heaven.

In simple terms.

"Heavenly Listening" means that before the drawing stage, your hand has already formed a winning hand that you can complete.

If you are in a state of "heavenly hearing" and draw a tile that allows you to win on your first turn, it is called a "heavenly hand" or "earthly hand". In terms of scoring, it is considered a "yakuman" hand, and the winning points of the hand will be extremely high.

Originally, being targeted by someone while in a state of "heavenly hearing" should actually be counted as a type of "human barbarian" service.

However, this kind of "Hu Yiman" (人胡役满) was abolished by the Yucheng Mahjong Association a long time ago. Now, if someone wins by discarding a tile that allows another player to win in the first round, the score is calculated according to the normal points.

That's how he managed to save his life.

—Men in suits should be grateful.

but.

No matter how you look at it, this is just too terrifying!

Those are three powerful families, you know!

Hu Ke's hand is a perfect European hand! What's with you pulling out three of them on the very first turn?!

Is this something that humans can do!

No!

No matter how you look at it, all three of them must have cheated!

I am the Dark Mahjong Hero!

I've seen it all!

As the man in the suit thought about this, beads of sweat streamed down his face. He lowered his head, gripped the mahjong tiles tightly, and stared intently at the smooth surface of the tiles, his expression one of eagerness as if he wanted to find out what had been marked.

Just as the man in the suit was staring at the mahjong tiles, his mind racing.

A voice echoed beside him.

"Hey, you over there, shuffle the tiles." Daijing reminded the man in the suit, who was staring blankly at the mahjong tiles again, with a look of disgust.

"Huh?" The man in the suit looked up, somewhat bewildered.

"You brought the mahjong set here, you can't possibly be cheating with your mahjong set, right?" Daijing had an expression that seemed to see right through the man's thoughts. "Hurry up and shuffle and arrange the tiles, don't waste time, I'll kill you in the next round!"

"..." The man in the suit, who had been in a daze, suddenly returned to normal after being jolted back to his senses by Da Jing's words. He glanced down at the mahjong tiles in front of him, took a deep breath, and snorted, "The odds of winning are one in 300,000... You three have used up all the luck you could ever hope to have in your lives... Don't be so smug. Luck doesn't last long. Let's see how you play from here on out. Mahjong ultimately requires skill!"

As the man in the suit shuffled the cards, he secretly pinched his thigh to wake himself up.

Shuffle.

Code cards.

Draw and arrange the cards.

Another row of brand new cards, a brand new beginning.

The man in the suit looked down, staring intently at his beginner's cards.

Ok.

This hand is even better than the last one. Although it doesn't have a winning hand, it's still a very good hand that would be considered lucky in a normal game.

Thinking of this, the man nervously raised his head and glanced at the three women at the mahjong table.

Kitakami and Dai-i skillfully arranged their cards, each with a calm expression.

Xiao Bai's technique was still clumsy, and his card-arranging speed was extremely slow.

This time, however, the man in the suit didn't dare to underestimate Xiao Bai.

In the last round, Miss Lin had the most aggressive winning hand, almost getting wiped out by a "Heavenly Hand" and a "Pure One Suit" with the help of two other players...

Under the watchful eyes of the man in the suit and Ooi Kitagawa, Xiaobai finally slowly arranged the cards.

"Ten thousand." Da Jing saw that Xiao Bai had arranged the cards before playing a card.

"North Wind." Northwards released a card depicting the north wind.

"Five of a kind!" Xiaobai quickly played a card as well.

The three girls silently looked at the man in the suit.

The pressure of a gaze known as the "European Emperor's."

It felt as heavy as a mountain pressing down on the man in the suit.

"..." Under the gaze of the three women, the man in the suit nervously placed his hand on the mahjong tiles. He was about to pick out a tile to play when he hesitated, put the tile back, and nervously looked at the three women's hand, thinking for a long time.

“…West…West ​​Wind.” The man in the suit played a card in a desperate move, then looked up and stared nervously at the three girls.

“…Nine thousand.” Ooi glanced at the man and casually played a card.

The pressure on men in suits is greatly reduced.

He took a deep breath and felt much lighter.

For a fleeting moment, the man in the suit genuinely thought he was about to set off another firecracker.

fortunately.

As expected, the "three players in a row" hand is a rare occurrence in the history of Mahjong, happening only once every few centuries. It's absolutely impossible for it to happen twice in a single game; even Europeans couldn't achieve it.

Thinking of this, the man in the suit's desire to win was rekindled.

Mahjong is still a game that relies on skill.

Then it's still my territory!

My hand is really good. After drawing cards in the last round, although I didn't win, I've entered a rare stage where I can almost win.

It's time to sound the call for a counterattack.

I'll just listen in on this game, waiting for these guys to set me up.

Thinking about this, the man felt relieved again.

Just as the man was happily thinking about it...

"Six of a kind." Xiaobai played another card.

"Pong." Bei Shang ponged and discarded a card, "Nine of Characters."

According to the rules of Mahjong, the right to draw a tile once again falls into the hands of the player above and below the North player.

Xiao Bai quietly looked at the back of the card in the north, drew a card, put it into his own hand, and then, without looking at it again, picked out a card from his hand and played it.

"Four loaves of bread."

"Pong." Beishang ponged again.

“Three.” Xiaobai.

"Bang." Heading north.

"Seventy thousand." Xiaobai.

"Bang." Heading north

After Xiaobai fed Beishang cards like crazy for several rounds, Beishang now only has one card left in his hand.

This means that you have entered a state of waiting for a single tile.

The man in the suit stared blankly at Xiaobai.

Seemingly sensing the man in the suit's gaze, Xiaobai turned his head to look at the man while drawing cards.

"..."

They stared at each other for a few seconds.

Subsequently.

Xiao Bai smiled shyly at the man in the suit, then lightly placed the tile he had just drawn from the wall, which he hadn't even glanced at, onto the discard pile. "Nine of Bamboo."

"Hu." Bei Shang slapped the nine of coins in his hand down with a snap. "Two rounds, a perfect hand. Please excuse my poor performance."

Chapter 1337 As long as no one notices, it's not considered cheating.

The mahjong table fell silent once again.

Damn it?

That's it?

"You...you cheated!" The man in the suit slammed his hand on the mahjong table and pointed at Xiaobai. "You! You intentionally fed him the cards!"

"Hey, what's wrong with feeding tiles? The mahjong rules don't say you can't feed tiles," said Dai-i.

"But you..."

"We didn't communicate at all," Ooi said, gently covering her mouth with a bright smile. "Ah, are you trying to save face because you think losing is embarrassing? You men are such hypocritical creatures..."

"I...you..." The man in the suit pointed at Xiaobai, his hand frozen in mid-air for a moment, then trembling as he withdrew it. "Another...another perfect hand, another one where you fed the winning hand in one go...this isn't a normal mahjong game! You're definitely cheating!"

“Mr. Mahjong Master, we also follow the rules.” Bei Shang took the nine of dots from the white tile river and placed it in front of him on his table. “I guarantee that we did not communicate in any way just now. If you are not convinced, you can use your professional mahjong eyes to look for traces of our violation.”

"..." The man in the suit remained silent.

“But more than that, Mr. Mahjong Hero.” Bei Shang smiled at the man in the suit, “Instead of worrying about whether we cheated or not, I think what you need to pay more attention to now is… Now it’s my turn to be the dealer, and half of the round of mahjong has already passed, and you’re still fourth in points. If you don’t get back to first place in the remaining two rounds… you’ll lose.”

After saying this, Beishang closed his mouth.

But the man in the suit had beads of sweat on his forehead.

The man in the suit swallowed hard, his breathing becoming much heavier.

that's right.

The agreement between Kitakami Daisei and the loan organization was that three people would play a game of mahjong with Mahjong Hero. If Mahjong Hero had the highest score at the end of the game, the loan organization would win; otherwise, Kitakami Daisei would win.