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　　 In the monitoring room, Qian Cangyi and Ding Hao stared at the screen in front of them.

　　 Lin Zheng on the screen put out the four 7-tubes. Then, Lin Zheng's score on the scoreboard rose from 1000 to 1040 (10 points for the player and 20 points for the banker).

　　 "He is very lucky!" Ding Hao vomited.

　　 "This...what's the situation?" Qian Cangyi didn't quite understand the rules of this mahjong game at this time.

Ding Hao explained the rules of the starting hand to Qian Cangyi, and then he asked Qian Cangyi, the expression on his face was very curious, "Mr. Ao, why did Lin Zheng stare at you when the lot was drawn just now? I remember you and He has a pretty good relationship."

　　 "I don't know either." Qiancang shook his head solemnly.

　　 "Oh, maybe he has a weird character." Ding Hao didn't care too much either.

　　……

　　 In front of the mahjong machine, Lin Zheng calmly watched what happened in front of him. He was trying to recall the scene of yesterday and the cards of the Hu-pai people.

This time, he lost again, but it was much better than last time. He lost because of the lowest score, but the game played for three hours. Compared with the first time the score was returned to zero, it can be said that he has improved. Up.

　　 "Can't hide in the park anymore, they will definitely find me, and then... kill me again, where am I going?" Lin Zheng left Xinhai High School while thinking about where to hide.

　　 "Why don't you go to the Internet cafe? It's okay to watch others play, just spend a few hours." Lin Zheng smiled, but his smile was a bit bitter.

　　 Then, he still did not escape the Qiancang one or three people, and he was caught again in the teaching building of Xinhai High School.

　　 What happened last night was staged again, Lin Zheng was very puzzled. Compared with what will happen next, Lin Zheng was more concerned about how the three of them found themselves.

　　 "What's the matter? Why?" Lin Zheng thought of what happened yesterday.

　　 Hawkeye uses special props to prove that he is a member of a special organization, but Lin Zheng does not know the true identity of Hawkeye.

　　 "Could it be that they are really members of some mysterious organization? Is there any other way to find me?" Lin Zheng began to believe this conjecture a little.

This time, Lin Zheng’s slow response made Qiancang Yi and the three people quicker. Not only that, Lin Zheng also suffered a lot before his death. This time, besides the unbearable pain, he faced the rest. Lin Zhengdu gritted his teeth to support the abuse.

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　　 Time turned back again, and it was this day again.

　　 Lin was bouncing out of the bed, covering his neck with both hands, "Ok... so terrible... Teacher Su Lesheng is so scary."

　　'Last night', Su Lesheng played by Yingyan once again deprived Lin Zheng of his life.

　　 Recalling the scene yesterday, Lin Zheng put his hands on the desk he had used for several years, shaking constantly.

"Can't let them find me anymore. If they guess that I have experienced this level of torture and haven't compromised, they will definitely use more cruel methods to deal with me." Lin Zheng looked at the bustling crowd on the road outside the window. But there was no sense of belonging in my heart, as if there were two worlds inside and outside the window.

　　 At this time, Qiancangichi had almost reached the venue of the Mahjong Technical Research Association competition.

　　 Lin is starting from home, with mixed feelings in his heart.

　　 Repeated dialogue, repeated life.

　　 "...I'm late." Lin Zheng omitted the four words "I'm sorry" at the beginning.

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　　 At nine o'clock in the morning, Qian Cang came to the Mahjong Technology Research Association that Ding Hao said. When he walked in, there were already a dozen people standing inside, all students, and Ding Hao stood among these students.

　　 "Teacher Ao, are you here?" Qian Cangyi's footsteps alarmed Ding Hao.

　　 "Hmm." Qiancang gave his head a little.

　　 There was a brief conversation between the two, Ding Hao introduced the rules of this mahjong game to Qian Cangyi, and Lin Zheng already knew about these rules.

　　 A few minutes later, Lin Zheng appeared from the door.

　　 Originally, his expression was still very calm, but Qian Cang Yi found a strange place. Lin Zheng saw his eyes full of hatred, as if Qian Cang Yi was his murderous father's enemy.

　　 "Teacher Ao, Lin Zheng seems to have a big prejudice against you." Of course, Ding Hao would not ignore this strange phenomenon.

　　 "I didn't provoke him anywhere." Although Qian Cangyi said this verbally, he had a guess in his heart. He thought it might be that Lin Zheng discovered that he had installed a bug in his phone.

"However, even if I find out, it should be angry, and not to the point of hatred. Anger means that there is still the possibility of peace talks between the two, but hatred, at least from Lin Zheng's eyes, I...probably it is him. Killing his father and enemy, right?" Qian Cangyi said in his heart.

　　 "Let's start." Lin Zheng said to Ding Hao.

　　 After the draw, Qian Cangyi followed Ding Hao into the monitoring room, while Lin Zheng entered the second card table.

In the surveillance room, Qiancang looked at Lin Zheng on the screen in surprise. Whether he was drawing or playing cards, he was horribly smooth, as if he was an old gambler who had been at the poker table for more than ten years. It shows that he only started contacting Mahjong two days ago.

　　 "Lin Zheng, very powerful." Ding Hao folded his arms around his chest, with a very serious expression on his face.

Even a layman like Qiancangyi~www.ltnovel.com~ can know the level that Lin Zheng represents at this time by just looking at the score on the scoreboard. At this time, Lin Zheng is far ahead, with a score of 2000 points. .

　　 "How does it compare to you?" Qian Cang asked.

　　 "There is no way to judge, it may take a direct duel to know, but there is one thing that I can't compare with Lin Zheng for now." Ding Hao shook his head.

　　 "Which point?" Qian Cangyi was a little curious.

"Luck." Ding Hao spit out two words softly, "The reason why Mahjong is so popular among the masses is that luck is definitely a factor that cannot be ignored. Maybe you often hear your relatives and friends say "I feel lucky". If it is, this is luck. In daily life, luck is a little difficult to figure out, but at the mahjong table, luck is very straightforward, that is...whatever card you want." Ding Hao just finished speaking, Lin on the screen It's already a shame.

　　 "Self-identified, luxurious seven pairs, blooming on the bars!" Lin Zheng's voice was low and full of deterrence.

Qiancang was surprised to watch the scores on the scoreboard roll. In this game alone, Lin Zheng almost forced the other three to a dead end. Unless Lin Zheng didn't play any cards next time, the winner of the second table was selected. It is Lin Zheng undoubtedly.

　　 "Something is wrong..." Ding Hao frowned and said.

　　 "There is something wrong." Qiancang put one hand in his pocket.

"Lin Zheng's expression hardly fluctuates, as if he has known the result a long time ago. Of course, he can't rule out his excellent psychological quality. I have met some people whose psychological quality can be called Taishan collapse before. And the color remains the same." When he said this, Ding Hao's eyes not only did not have the sorrow of encountering difficulties, but became more excited, as if the lonely defeated warrior finally met an opponent who could fight him.