twenty two

There was someone in Duan Feifan's family in jail. This was Jiang Kuo's first judgment.

This testimony is to visit the prison, and it should be a relatively close person. If it is a general relationship, testimony will probably not be kept, and it will be placed in the dormitory.

It's his dad.

Jiang Kuo remembered that when he talked about his father last time, Duan Feifan said, "He doesn't care."

I didn't think there was anything else to say at the time.

Thinking about it now, it really has nothing else to mean, it just means literal. He just doesn't care because he is in jail...

Jiang Kuo put on his coat and sat next to the table.

Ding Zhe took out two new boxes of playing cards and was washing them together.

Duan Feifan took a chair and put it next to him, sat down, and looked at him: "I'm pretty good at picking, I took my latest clothes."

Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "Why should I change another one?"

"Okay." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo stood up.

"Hey hey hey," Duan Feifan pulled him down and pulled him back to the chair, "Can you tease."

"What are you playing?" Jiang Kuo looked at the cards on the table.

Ding Zhe has been shuffling the cards, but he has been poking it back for a long time, but he still hasn't washed away the stacks, which makes him almost suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"If six people are together, just fight for the best," said Dong Kun, "I'm waiting for you for the rest of the money this month."

"Okay," Jiang Kuo knocked on the table, waved to Ding Zhe, "Let me wash."

"Give it to him quickly," Liu Pang smiled, "Someone can't stand it."

"You," Ding Zhe put the card in front of him, "I'll learn it."

Jiang Kuo took the card, knocked it on the table twice, neatly set the card codes in two stacks, and then began to shuffle them.

"It's over," Dong Kun pointed at Jiang Kuo, "I have a bad premonition. Why do I think this person is really a master?"

Duan Feifan looked at Jiang Kuo's hand, and the two decks of cards were whirling through various "inserts" in his hand. In fact, they used the most common method of shuffling, but the movement was indeed beautiful.

I don’t know if you are a master of card games. There are definitely match-scratch tricks in this reshuffle.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo turned the card in his hand and put it on the table.

"I'll start the plan." Sun Ji poked on his phone a few times and opened the app of the plan. "Duan Yingjun, Liu Xiuchang...What's your name?"

"...My name is Jiang Kuo." Jiang Kuo said.

"Nickname," said Sun Ji, "Look at us, a handsome, slender, handsome and powerful man."

Jiang Kuo listened to these inexplicable names and looked at them around: "Then I can only call Jiang Youqian."

Duan Feifan smiled and said, "Okay."

"Okay," Sun Ji nodded, "Jiang Youqian, a handsome, slender, handsome and powerful man is rich."

"Turn over." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo reached out and flipped it out, "The King."

"Fuck." Liu Pang said.

Jiang Kuo got the card code well and everyone started to get the cards.

Duan Feifan discovered that Jiang Kuo should have played cards at least often, and he looked like a veteran in the cards. He only glanced at the cards he got, and then "inserted" them into a stack of cards.

The cards did not open, and they were rubbed after they were finished. The cards were unfolded neatly like a fan, and the order was not adjusted.

Ding Zhe glanced at him, closed the cards in his hand again, and then rubbed them, and the cards collapsed two cards.

Jiang Kuo sighed: "The cards are all guessed."

"What can you guess just these two cards?" Ding Zhe took the card back.

"Don't put it in order." Jiang Kuo said.

"Damn." Ding Zhe glared at him, "Play the card!"

Jiang Kuo threw 3 out of it.

"Who do you look down on?" Sun Ji said, and then put one 4 on the desktop.

The few of them were all happy. After a concerted effort, Duan Feifan ended the harmonious atmosphere and threw a few straight lines.

"Okay, stop making trouble, I'm going to send it!" Dong Kun said.

"I've sent it!" Liu Pang shouted.

But after sending it, no one sent it.

Jiang Kuo directly pinched them into the first three laps. Without a chance to play the cards a few times, he threw all the cards in his hand on the table: "Run."

"Your uncle." Liu Pang pounced on him and took the cards, "What a mess."

Jiang Kuo's cards were not placed in order, and they were arranged one by one in the other. Liu Pang carefully pulled all the cards and it was fine based on the principle that he could not let this person go up and killed them.

"Is it right?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"This kid is so lucky." Sun Ji said, counting everyone's cards, lowered his head and pressed it on his phone a few times, and got the plan.

"Shut up!" Dong Kun slapped the table.

Jiang Kuo took the cards and started to shuffle it. Perhaps he won the game beautifully. He was in a good mood and did not shuffle it in the most ordinary way.

After all the cards were in his hand, he took half of them, pinched the cards and pulled them with both hands. The cards made a thud sound, and made a phantom in the air, and then closed them.

"Your uncle," said Dong Kun, "again."

Jiang Kuo took the other half of the card on the table and pulled it again. This time he didn't close it. The card fell from his right hand with a phantom and fell into his left hand one by one.

Then he cut it with one hand a few times.

"I'll try." Liu Pang said as he took a deck of cards, "Can two decks be fine?"

"It's too thick and it's hard to fuck." Jiang Kuo said.

"No more fights, right?" Duan Feifan leaned against the back of the chair, pressed his knees against the table, and gently shook it backwards.

"Try it." Liu Pang said.

He carefully pinched a deck of cards in his right hand, then bent it, aimed at his left hand, and used his right hand: "Go away!"

The cards instantly jumped out of his tiger's mouth because they were quite strong, and the deck of cards jumped out like a fountain.

"Pick it up yourself!" Several people shouted at the same time.

"Tomorrow you will take a pair and practice yourself." Duan Feifan said.

Liu Pang picked up all the cards and gave them back to Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo didn't play tricks anymore, but he just simply shuffled the cards, and his movements were like performances.

Duan Feifan looked at his hands and the cards in his hand, his fingers flipping in the phantom of the playing cards, and the sound of shuffling the cards, and he felt obvious sleepiness for a few seconds.

It seems like watching Ichisuke's sleep video.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo put the card into the table.

When everyone started to play cards, Duan Feifan still looked at his hand, held the cards, glanced at them, and "inserted" them into other cards in his hand. Sometimes he would let the cards turn around the fingers.

"Don't look at my card." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"You didn't put it in order," Duan Feifan said, "You can take me in front of me and let me watch it for a minute. I may not know what cards you have."

"Then I can, I can see it all in five seconds." Jiang Kuo said.

"You can see this way when you look at cards," Duan Feifan said. "Why can count seven be like that?"

"That's because I'm slow to react." Jiang Kuo said.

Dong Kun was amused by the audience: "You don't protect your image at all."

"My current image is the God of Gamblers who let you lose all your underwear all night." Jiang Kuo and Sun Ji downstream exchanged cards, pulled one from the card in his hand, and swung his fingers gently.

The card fell on the table, and the sound was "pop".

"Hey!" Sun Ji held the card with his finger and swung it gently, and the card fell on the table.

"puff".

Duan Feifan couldn't help laughing.

Sun Ji put away the cards, picked up one, and threw it again.

"Forget it." Ding Zhe glanced at him, took out the card, and put it on the table carefully and gently.

"Be serious," said Jiang Kuo, "why do you really lose all night."

This sentence is really not bragging.
To be continued...