"Okay, then let's play a big game with you!"

The trump card is revealed, 8, J, K.

As soon as he saw the J card, Gu Jiashu regretted it and slapped his thighs.

If you get J for your brother, you will definitely win!

My mentality suddenly exploded.

At this moment, Wang Yan was considering how to play this hand to achieve the greatest effect.

The 20 cards are—

5,7,88,9,JJJJ,QQ,KKK,AAA,2, the two kings.

8 times the bottom score, plus the two blows of your own, the winning win is only 32 times.

Therefore, the opponent's bombing must be mobilized to mobilize at least two, and then you have to win again to win to make a full 128 times.

The difficulty is that if the opponent has three blows, he will not win.

If the other party only has two blows, it is difficult to deceive them all.

Trouble...

After thinking about it over and over again, it was not until Gu Jiashu started urging him impatiently that Wang Yan threw out a single 7 and tried the pressure.

"Isn't it ideal for the trump card?"

Liu Weilong's big Yin Bi, while opening his mouth to test, he paved along the way.

Gu Jiashu is good at playing, so he directly puts an A: "Wang'er, what do you want to mat?"

Wang Yan honestly replied: "Just 2."

Single 2 was thrown out, Liu Weilong raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Jiashu, hesitated for two seconds, and threw out four 4 in the solidified aura.

"fry!"

In fact, it is easy to judge. Gu Jiashu dared to grab the landlord in the third pick, but he didn't reach 2. It is the most basic to hold a pair of 2 in his hand, and it is reasonable to have a blow-up.

Therefore, Wang Yan's single 2 must be beaten to death.

Liu Weilong curled his lips: "I want to go back to the card when I go to 2? Cut! Come on, I'll give you a little pair to play!"

It's a small match, it's really a small match, it's a right 5.

The ancient book hesitated for a moment and matched it with 7.

Wang Yan's heart moved. While remembering this detail, he threw it at Q without hesitation.

I deliberately kept it and didn't let it go.

"The cards are not played with your mouth, but if you win with your mouth, you will be disgraceful."

A smile replies, as if there is a warning, but it also reveals a little lack of confidence.

The brand type is really good. You can just chat casually and you can forcefully kill the farmers.

Liu Weilong couldn't help but wait for the ancient books.

"Yes, slap to death! Will it explode?!"

After the big head hit 2, he started to scream wildly.

If you didn't say anything, you must be bombed and you shouldn't give your opponent a chance to play cards.

However, the difficulty of this game is how to cheat, so Wang Yan hesitated and passed.

Gu Jiashu was inspired and played three 10 pairs with three 10 pairs.

No surprises, there is still a right hand.

Wang Yan is just in charge, KKK has 88, which is perfect.

However, the wicked young master finally waited for the performance opportunity. He pondered for two seconds and resolutely smashed four Js.

"Bomb, or?"

No one can control it, Liu Weilong silently counted the cards, and Gu Jiashu sneered and asked Wang Yan to come out.

At this moment, Wang Yan has 5,88,9, KKK, AAA, and the king.

Direct three-K and three-A aircraft, bring out single 5 and single 9.

Only 88, two kings, and four cards left.

Whether you can trick the last one depends on whether the performance just now is realistic.

Liu Weilong had no choice but to check the cards and frowned and thoughtful.

"I didn't expect that I still had one hand to blow it up?"

Gu Jiashu laughed out loud, without thinking, and threw out four 6.

After the blow-up, he laughed at Wang Yan crazy.

"Silly Wang'er, why do you keep the trump card single 8 in your hand? Pretend to have a pair of 8?!"

"Actually, you are the straight of 7, 8, 9, 10. You can't bear to tear off the J and make a one-stop, right?"

"Please keep your little 8 and 10!"

Wang Yan's expression was calm and he didn't say a word, as if he was stunned.

"Do you want to blow up 6?"

Gu Jiashu continued to show off, Wang Yan laughed in silence, sighed slightly, and was about to throw out the king's bomb, but Liu Weilong thought Wang Yan could not afford it, so he followed up with a ridicule.

"Mr. Wang, I don't feel sorry for those 20 years. I lost 128 in one game. Now I know if I feel sorry for you?"

Yu Qiuli's expression changed drastically, her mouth slightly opened, her eyes were full of horror, and there was no trace of blood on her face, which was white.

One round of 1.28 million!

It's the salary of my parents for ten years!

It's over, my nemesis is taking the blame, I'm so hard...

The classmates around were in a roar.

The relationship is not close to Wang Yan, so the onlookers are watching Liu Weilong and Gu Jiashu's cards, and no one knows what Wang Yan is holding.

"Damn it! You guys are so cruel! No, I'm dizzy..."

"Bigou, you are so handsome! You're doing a pretty job!"

"Weilong, you have to arrange this tonight! It's so fucking!"

"Damn, Wang Yan is so miserable..."

The chattering noise attracted the students from the sofa area to the golden flowers.

As soon as he arrived, he started shouting.

"Love my grass! You say it again? How much does it cost?"

“64 times, 64 in a family!”

Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei were completely stunned and stared at Wang Yan in shock, feeling like they were watching aliens.

Some people have a good relationship with Big Head and Xiao Chuang, and it sounds a bit ugly.

"I'm good at it... the money is blown by the strong wind? I can't play with it and pretend to be a big-tail wolf?"

"That's right, why are you so uncountable?"

"It's yellow, it's yellow, this game must be yellow... It's weird if you can afford it!"

The outside was so quarrel that Wang Yan simply pulled the card to the table and raised his hand to signal quiet.

"Students, there's nothing to do, why are you anxious?"

Liu Weilong sneered and asked, "Do you want it?"

Wang Yan looked back and nodded with a smile: "I originally wanted to care... OK, then let you run 80 meters."

"cut!"

Liu Weilong shook his head sinisterly: "Wang Yan, if you tell me that you have no money to pay, I won't urge you to write an IOU with 10% interest per year. There will be a class reunion in the future. If you come once, I will ask you for it once!"

Gu Jiashu smiled and raised his eyebrows, used two fingers to pinch out two cards, and threw them lightly onto the table.

The movements were frivolous, and the gay was so angry that it was almost floating.

"Yes, do you want it?"

After throwing out the two 8 out, Wang Yan was not doing anything, and Liu Weilong was suddenly stunned.

When I opened my card in a hurry, my whole face turned pale!

There is not a single 8 in the pile of cards!

The licking gang members behind Liu Weilong looked at him, but they were a little confused.
To be continued...