My little mother is the richest man in the universe

Chapter 206

212 Chapter [-]: I'm in trouble

Zhang Cheng glanced at the extremely nervous three people on the poker table, and he just sighed silently in his heart.Alas, let me just say it, if you don’t want to play, you must play.It's okay for me to lose some money, but it's different for you.

Really helpless.Don't play with me.Now look at your respective appearances, playing mahjong will scare you into such a state, and it makes me not want to play very much.

Zhang Cheng just lit a cigarette, and then smoked it indifferently.

'Boom dong dong'

After a while, after the mahjong machine stopped spinning, two snails of mahjong were placed in front of everyone.

'dangdang'

The sound of dice rolling sounded.

In the first game, Zhang Cheng was sitting on the banker, and then Zhang Cheng raised his head to draw cards. Zhao Lan, Wang Sicong, and Zhou Tai all took a deep breath, rubbed their hands vigorously, and then all started to draw cards.

Zhang Cheng sat on the chair with a calm expression on his face, then shook the soot on his hands.Zhang Cheng didn't even bother to look at the cards he had drawn.

Originally, Zhang Cheng wanted to play seriously.

But when he saw the frightened appearance of a few people, he began to think in his heart, why don't I lose to them on purpose, lest they get scared?

After making up his mind, Zhang Cheng neatly placed the mahjong in front of him without any hesitation, flicked it lightly, and then all fourteen mahjong pieces stood up neatly, like fourteen little soldiers ready to go, just waiting Zhang Cheng's order seemed to be given.

But when Zhang Cheng looked at the fourteen mahjong cards in front of him, he was dumbfounded...

What do these mean?I'm afraid I can't lose even if I take down the third party.

I saw three [-], three [-], three [-], three [-], one [-], and one eight.

Alas, how can you lose when you encounter this card?

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but rubbed his forehead, and then smiled wryly.

I am still the banker now, as long as I throw out the eight barrels, I have already suspended the cards.

"Mr. Zhang, don't smear the ink. Hurry up and throw away the cards." Wang Sicong asked with an extremely gloomy expression.

When Wang Sicong saw that he was holding a bunch of bad cards in his hand, like a phone number, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

If the blood flowed like a river, if he wanted to suspend his cards, he would have to miss one door to suspend his cards, but it seemed that God was playing tricks on him. There were four mahjong cards for ten thousand characters, four mahjong cards for tube characters, and five cards for bar mahjong cards.

This kind of card type appeared in front of Wang Sicong's eyes, and he wished to die, and at the same time, his heart became more nervous.I have been praying that Zhang Cheng's card type is similar to his, so that he can lose less.

And Zhao Lan doesn't seem to play mahjong often, the thirteen cards in front of her are arranged in a mess, and when the cards are arranged, Xiao Nizi can't help frowning all the time, and her face is full of sadness look.

Except for Zhang Cheng, among the other three, Zhou Tai didn't have so many sad faces on his face, maybe he got a better deck of cards now.Because this group of rich second generations really can't hide it, you can tell how the cards are in their hands just by looking at their faces.

Zhang Cheng took out a piece of mahjong, and lightly threw it on the card table: "Eight cylinders."

Then, Zhao Lan nervously picked up a card from the deck, as if she had got a good mahjong, fearing that someone would see her, she put it nervously on the cards in front of her, and drew out a Zhang Mahjong was thrown out.

"Thirty thousand."

Looking at the messy cards in front of him, Wang Sicong sighed inwardly, just when he was about to reach out for the cards.

"Don't worry, I'll hit it off."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking lightly, he pushed away the three [-] cards in front of him, and then picked out the [-] cards that Zhao Lan just played from the pot.

At the same time, everyone swallowed involuntarily.

This is [-] million accounted for...

"Wow! It's thirty thousand."

"That's one hundred million."

"Less than 1 minute, right? Zhao Lan has already lost [-] million. At this rate, how many billion will I lose today?"
The rich second generations who were watching just whispered something, then fell silent, and looked at the mahjong table again.

Zhao Lan saw that the first card he played was carried by Zhang Cheng, his eyes were full of astonishment, he stared at the [-] in front of Zhang Cheng, and let out a na na:
"One... one hundred million is gone like this?"

Zhang Cheng just smiled helplessly, and then went to the back of the pile of cards to touch a card indifferently.

"Wow! Another bar?"

"It's doubled again?"

"I touched another [-] yuan!"

"It seems that Zhang Cheng's cards are very good? Zhao Lan played one card and he has already carried it twice."

"Double, double. Zhang Cheng has won [-] million?"

"..."

When everyone was discussing, Zhang Cheng didn't bother to lose on purpose, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Then Zhang Cheng pushed out the four [-] cards and looked at everyone with a smile.

Wang Sicong was dumbfounded.

Zhao Lan also trembled all over, looking nervously at the cards that had leaked out in front of Zhang Cheng.

I haven't even done anything yet?This has already exported [-] million?

"Ha ha."

"You are amazing, if you have the ability, go ahead and fight."

Wang Sicong said coldly to Zhang Cheng, and then his heart trembled suddenly.

'What the hell, I have already exported [-] million before I even got the cards! '

Zhang Cheng looked at the eight mahjong cards spread out in front of him, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.what is it today?so lucky?
Without waiting for Zhang Cheng to think too much, he touched a piece of mahjong at the back of the pile of cards.

When Zhang Cheng looked at the cards in his hand, he was so stunned that he was speechless.

This……

I touched another [-]! !
At this time, Wang Sicong looked at Zhang Cheng holding the mahjong in his hand and said nothing, and then he felt a little uneasy.

'Ahem! '

After coughing, he became a little impatient with Zhang Cheng:
"Mr. Zhang, what are you talking about, hurry up and play your cards?"

Seeing that Wang Sicong started to speak, Zhou Tai, who was sullen, also echoed: "Mr. Zhang, throw away the useless cards..."

Before Zhou Tai finished speaking, he just froze there.

"Fuck! Four to eighty thousand!!"

"..."

"Zhang Cheng exploded again?"

"What? My God, he's lucky, isn't he? Another hidden kong."

"Another [-] million won!"

"..."

At this time, Wang Sicong's face was as dark as Bao Zheng's, and he said coldly: "What are you pretending to be, isn't it just two concealed kong and one open kong. If you have the ability, go ahead, I don't believe you can do it." Get the kong card."

But things are always so evil, no one knows what will happen next?
Zhang Cheng smiled faintly, and then picked up a card from the deck.

(End of this chapter)