Chapter 244 (1/2)

After playing for a while, Lily soon made a big card, and her heart was secretly excited. Cloud seven corners of the mouth also show a smile, obviously is also about to make a big card.

Just then, Fajiang's mouth popped out again: ”big three yuan!”

A bright card is worth three yuan.

”You!” Lily looks at Fajiang's card and looks very ugly.

Cloud seven also stared at Fajiang in disbelief.

”Not bad.” Shen Lang gives a thumbs up to Fajiang.

The beautiful woman under the stage also shows a surprised expression. Fajiang's mahjong strength is beyond her expectation, but is this really luck?

I'm afraid no one can feel a big four on the mahjong table, and then feel big three!

Liu Qingyi and Guan Jing can't understand mahjong. Guan Jing pulls Liu Qingyi's clothes and whispers, ”who won, Qingyi?”

”It's like that bald uncle won again.” Liu Qingyi pointed to Fajiang and whispered.

”That's good. He's with handsome Lin.” Guan Jing laughs.

Liu Qing continues to watch the game with a light ”hum”.

”Shit, what's going on!” Luo TIANYAO also knows that things are not right again. He immediately goes to the guardrail of mahjong table.

Cloud seven looks a little puzzled. What's the matter with this guy? Two so big cards.

Fajiang won another 12 million, and chips piled up on the table.

The third game, cloud seven took the lead to do a good job in the big card, but it is a pity that Fajiang took the lead.

”Thirteen!” Fajiang has made a big deal of his own.

The whole Gambling Hall has been completely rioted. Three times in a row, is this a card that people can play?

”Interesting!” The beautiful woman stared at Fajiang with a very interested expression.

”Cattle Fucking great! ” A paunchy businessman under the stage can't help but take out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Now he finally knows, what mahjong master? It's all bullshit! What a master!

Zhang Wenzhi is sweating hard. What kind of people are NIMA! As Luo TIANYAO said, it's the life of giving money to go up.

Luo TIANYAO's face is blue, not even the seventh. Who is the friend of Shen Lang?

”You're out of the way!” Cloud seven slaps the table heavily. He points to Fajiang with a face full of Qi. The murderous Qi is over.

”You can't talk nonsense. If you don't have the strength, get out of here!” Shen Lang gave a gentle hum.

”You are just a paper tiger now, thinking that I will be afraid of you?” Cloud seven sneers angrily to erupt, flies to clap toward Shen wave face door.

”Hum!”

On one side, Fajiang shrunk coldly. Between the electric light and the fire stone, his right hand became a palm. The two vigorous winds revolved in the palm like the pattern of Taiji and hit out with the momentum.

As soon as shenlang's eyebrows are lifted, Fajiang is the top martial art of Wanlong temple, a big yin-yang hand. Look at the control of the real Qi. Fajiang's strength is growing fast.

When two palms collide, the seven cloud powers are able to use their true Qi. A strong force appears in the palm, trying to defeat the gang wind in the palm of Fajiang river.

But in the face of the ferocious internal power like a sea of smoke, the seven faces of cloud suddenly twisted, the palm was suddenly shaken open, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of the mouth, and it took several steps back to stabilize the body.

”Kunshan Iron Palm, it's just something that doesn't enter the stream.” Fajiang Shouzhang, whispered sarcasm.