Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning

Night comes quickly.

What was originally just an ordinary mahjong parlor finally changed into another face.

Yuuto Oguni, who had already pledged his watch and organs, followed the ferryman ahead with some anxiety.

But after entering the mahjong parlor and seeing the unique mahjong inside, he quickly devoted himself to it and forgot his fear.

The ferryman didn't care when he saw this. This was the novelty that a normal person would have when he came to the dark world. After Yuuto Oguni had all the fun, he slowly said: "My surname is Wushang, and my last name is Long. You can think of the pick-up person at the nearby mahjong parlor as a recommender for the Taoist people. By the way, I also changed my mind. "

A middle-aged man named Takashi Takegami began to introduce information about the dark world to Yuuto Oguni.

"This world is unknown to the outside world. Without a transfer person, it would be almost impossible for ordinary people to enter this realm. But you are lucky to have met me.

Otherwise, even if you wander around this mahjong parlor for ten thousand years, no one will be able to introduce you to it.

I just thought you were interesting, so I invited you in as a guest..."

Takashi Takegami did not deceive Yuuto Oguni by saying this. Even Nanyan here recognized this statement.

As a high school student from Oguni Yuuto, if you come to a mahjong parlor like this late at night, you will most likely be kicked out, and it is impossible to actually go in.

Even the old customers of mahjong parlors are usually locals who have been playing mahjong for decades. They are familiar with the ins and outs of dark mahjong, so they are qualified to play in the fringe area, but they are just playing mahjong for entertainment, not high magnification. dark mahjong.

High-magnification mahjong involves too many interest entanglements, and ordinary players cannot afford to play it.

Even veterans who are proficient in mahjong usually don't dare to play at the table, but hire a substitute player who is more confident of winning.

Otherwise, if you lose a few games, most of your life's hard work will be wiped out in an instant.

Therefore, most people just play recreational mahjong, or choose low magnification, or simply bet on which side can win instead of playing themselves, like Yuuto Oguni.

"So you also changed hands?"

At this moment, Yuuto Oguni became bolder, and immediately asked, "If you were to deal with Nan Mengyan, could you beat that guy?"

"In a hundred games, I'll lose once at most."

Takegami Takashi smiled confidently, "After all, most people in the White Way don't know how to play mahjong, and you have to know that in the dark field, most mahjong is played by hand. In other words, the mahjong is not made by a machine, but it is about who has the faster hand speed.

If you have an amazing memory, you will be able to remember the location of the key cards.

And those who are proficient in Qian Shu can use special coding methods to make the mountain of cards look like what they want. "

After all, he is a gangster and his way of speaking is informal.

Yuuto Oguni also understood that in black mahjong, it is allowed to play Qianju, and as long as it is not discovered, you will not be punished.

Moreover, Takashi Takegami had proved it to him before with a deck of playing cards.

It was obviously the playing cards brought by Oguni Yuuto himself, but in Takashi Takegami's hands, he could get almost any card he wanted.

For example, for the most common golden flower, Takashi Takegami can always pull out three Aces out of thin air.

It was obvious that he had shuffled his cards very thoroughly, but with the naked eye, he couldn't tell the mystery of his opponent's tactics.

He was almost staring at Takashi Takegami's card-cutting action, but he just didn't know how the opponent did it.

There is no cover at all, but you can deal any card you want.

According to Takegami Takashi, more than 90% of those who change hands like them are proficient in similar Qianjutsu.

As for the remaining 10%, even if they are not good at Qian Shu, they still know Qian Shu very well.

Takegami Takashi continued: "So facing a White Taoist, a Black Taoist whose heart has changed hands has almost no chance of losing.

As for the only loss, after all, many people who can win the national championship are the children of destiny, and even mahjong, even with thousands of skills, sometimes depends on a certain amount of luck.

Sometimes it is impossible to control all the mahjong tiles just by technique. Furthermore, one of the two dice is thrown by the middleman, and the other is thrown randomly by the machine, so it may not be possible to control the tile mountain well. "

"But Nan Mengyan seems to know people from the underworld. If he can't spend a thousand dollars after being stared at, can he still win?"

After all, Oguni Yuuto was risking his own organs. To be on the safe side, of course he had to ask more questions.

"Don't worry about this. In fact, there are more black technologies on the underworld than you think.

As far as the simplest 'card reporting device' is concerned, as long as the game is played, the card reporting device can be placed on the waist, in the mouth or even inside the steel door. It cannot be detected without a metal detector.

You can get information about Nan Mengyan's hand through the card reporting device. Even if Nan Mengyan's skills are top-notch, it is impossible for a master who wants to change hands to lose as long as he understands his hand.

Also, you said that being stared at does not require the use of Qian skills. You can rest assured that even if someone is staring closely, a master can always find a gap in other people's attention to exploit Qian. Besides, there are many ways to exploit Qian, even if it is Even the top thugs can't guarantee that they can completely see through the opponent's cheating methods, let alone some unscrupulous gangsters around Nan Mengyan?

Not to mention that Nan Mengyan has never been exposed to the Qian technique. Generally speaking, those who have reached the top will recognize their strength. He himself cannot even recognize the Qian technique of others, and his underworld subordinates will probably look down on him.

It may be stopped in the decisive game, but at other times it is impossible to cover everything and remind them all the time. "

"But Senior Takeshang, I heard you say that Nan Mengyan won the dark mahjong. Could he know these tricks?" Xiaoguo Yudou asked again.

"It's unlikely."

Takeshang Long raised his eyebrows slightly, "This kid is just lucky. I heard that he met a big boss of the underworld and was lucky enough to play a friendly mahjong with him. Maybe his talent was appreciated by the other party, so he got the reward from the big boss.

But he only played that one mahjong.

And there are many kinds of Qianshu. Even if it takes decades for someone like me to be proficient in the heart-turning hand, a high school student can't see through the heart-turning hand Qianshu even if he starts practicing since his mother's womb."

After learning all this, Xiaoguo Yudou was completely relieved.

So, Nan Mengyan was just lucky to be appreciated by the big boss.

But he overestimated his own ability and thought that his luck could continue. He thought that he could rely on his own skills to play dark mahjong well after winning the national high school mahjong championship, but in fact, he could not have such good luck.

He didn't know how deep the water of dark mahjong was.

So tonight was the day when Nan Mengyan died!

But when Wu Shanglong said this, he showed hesitation.

As a veteran heart-turning hand in Kansai, he and Kurosawa Yoshiaki were masters of the same period. He had defeated Kurosawa Yoshiaki many times and was the culprit for the latter wearing a baseball cap and eating dirt.

Therefore, he knew the underworld forces in Kansai very well.

If the underworld boss that Nan Mengyan appreciated was someone else, it would be fine, but it was that person...

This inevitably made Wu Shanglong mutter in his heart.

In the eyes of that big guy, it is impossible for an ordinary white-handed mahjong player to be appreciated by him. There is only one possibility, that is, in the card game secretly circulated in Kansai, Nan Mengyan almost forced the opponent into danger. Although he may not win in the end, he also succeeded in getting the appreciation of the big guy.

And this is the result achieved by Nan Mengyan without knowing the Qianshu.

He estimated that Nan Mengyan might not be so simple.

At least it can be said that the opponent relied on some powerful talent to break all the methods with one force. Even without the blessing of Qianshu, he almost tied with the big guy.

Otherwise, the final result would definitely not make sense.

Without really fighting, Takekami Takashi actually did not dare to make a conclusion.

But for Xiaoguo Youdou who was deceived, Takekami Takashi naturally would not tell him these.

But he still couldn't figure out one thing, why did the Kansai giant work so hard to push this white-handed boy into the abyss of darkness? .

"Boss."

At the same time, the black people in Kansai also conveyed the situation of Nan Mengyan to Sengwo.

"Nan Mengyan's first battle was against a heart-turning player named Goto Ryoma and two card partners from Tsukgen. But that mahjong parlor seems to often use the black technology of the card reporting device. Basically, Nan Mengyan's cards are clearly visible in front of them. Do I need to stop him?"

An Yeqing, who was standing by, also frowned when he heard this.

Is it such a difficult game right from the start?

You know, it's a hand-code mahjong parlor, it's very easy to cheat, plus the card reporting device and the three-on-one game, even the top masters will have a headache.

"No need, this difficulty is not worth mentioning to him."

Seng Wo Sanwei waved his hand.

This kind of game is extremely painful for the top heart-turning players, but it's not a big problem for Nan Yan.

The first game cannot be set too simple, lest Nan Mengyan despise the black mahjong and think that dark mahjong is just some fake goods. When the real game comes, he will underestimate the dark mahjong and cause a tragedy.

So we still have to put pressure on him.

"Even if the opponent plays Qian, there is no need to remind him, but if Nan Mengyan is still at a disadvantage at the end of the game, then we really need to intervene. We still can't let him be disabled in the first game, otherwise it will ruin his spirituality."

"Yes."

After watching the boss's arrangement, An Yeqing pursed her lips slightly, and a bitter taste emerged.

You know, she suffered a lot when she played the first dark mahjong game. All three carrots were cut off. The heart-wrenching pain is still remembered.

But the senior monk did not intervene in the victory or defeat of that game.

But towards Nan Mengyan, the boss seems to be a little more tolerant.

Considering that he was a young mahjong player who could challenge the boss, Anno Kiyoshi could understand Sengwo's arrangement to some extent, but he still felt a little bitter.

It could be felt that the boss treated Nan Mengyan very differently from other subordinates.

…

On the other side, as night approached, Nan Yan had also woken up, and after a simple wash, he was ready to go.

"Please let me carry your luggage for you."

As a secretary, Kobayashi Maya naturally needed to accompany him throughout the journey.

Thinking of the dark area that she would face next, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Thank you."

Even in front of his subordinates, Nan Yan still thanked him, and then handed the box of happy beans to his secretary.

At this time, there was no need to be gentle and try to carry the box like a gentleman. He really needed to be in a good enough state to deal with this game of cards.

Nan Yan also put on sunglasses and disguised himself simply. After all, his title of national champion was still quite eye-catching.

They also connected with the people from the underworld, and the group headed straight to the mahjong hall at night.

After entering, Kobayashi Maya soon felt very uncomfortable because of the scene inside, and a feeling of nausea was surging in her stomach.

She thought that after reading the relevant information, her reaction would not be so strong.

But when she came to the offline, she found that she was still too young.

People who are not adapted to it can't adapt to the environment here at all!

But the gangsters who followed didn't react much, but instead commented on the women inside, obviously they had long been accustomed to everything here.

Only Nan Yan ignored it, just glanced at it, and then walked directly to the end.

Seeing this young man walking in regardless of anything, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

You know, the one who can go inside is high-odds mahjong.

But seeing the posture here, the minions around didn't dare to stop it. After all, those who can have such a grand show are obviously rich or noble big shots.

"Someone actually entered the high-odds area. Which big boss hired this gangster to play for him?"

"This guy actually has such a beautiful woman as a bargaining chip. If it were me, I would not want to part with her."

"I just don't want her anymore because I'm tired of playing."

"I don't know who he is, but I know he's going to face Goto Ryoma, the veteran player in Kansai. He's a man of his heart!"

"But it looks like the man who just entered seems very young..."

After Nan Yan walked in, there were a lot of discussions around.

Seeing Kobayashi Maya following closely beside Nan Yan, Yuto Oguni was about to bite his teeth.

Shameless, he fell so quickly.

If he could have so much wealth, Yuto Oguni secretly clenched his fists. He had the help of a noble person, and he would definitely return with a full load tonight. He would have a chance to get Kobayashi Maya!

I looked down on him before, and from now on, he will make women unable to reach him!

"Let's go to the VIP viewing seat to witness the outcome of this card game."

Takashi Takegami called Yuto Oguni.

In today's game, this high school student is also Goto's sponsor. In fact, what he paid is not a watch and a kidney, but a heart.

In the underworld mahjong, the heart is also a hard currency.

Many upper-class people are afraid of aging. They believe that replacing a young heart can make their blood return to a young state. No matter whether they are big figures in the white or black worlds, they all have a certain degree of demand for longevity, but the white world must at least maintain basic decency, so many hearts are circulated through the black market.

Not only the heart, but also the fresh blood of boys and girls is also a health product that has been prosperous for thousands of years for the European and American aristocratic groups.

After all, even mummies are eaten there, not to mention the relatively easy-to-obtain blood and hearts.

After Japan experienced Westernization, many upper-class people in Japan were also contaminated with the karma of the West and had the same desire.

Oguni Yuto is an excellent sacrifice.

Even if Nan Mengyan lost today and Oguni Yuto earned the woman and wealth he wanted, he would definitely not stop after falling into the abyss of crazy gambling.

His greed will drive him to fall into it step by step.

The final destination of this young man must be to break into pieces and become a part of the rich.

"Here I come..."

In the dim room.

Goto Ryoma and the two Tsukugen substitutes have already taken their seats. The hand-code mahjong in front of them is placed on the table in an irregular manner, and each mahjong tile is turned over.

Seeing Nan Yan coming, Goto Ryoma looked at Nan Mengyan with interest.

Is this the boy in the rumors?

Interesting.

But he probably doesn't know what kind of card game he is about to face.

The white-speaking young man Junyan will be more or less uncomfortable playing the black-speaking mahjong, and this kid probably doesn't know their methods at all.

"Please, kid, you come to code the first level of the card mountain."

Goto sneered in his heart and stretched out his hand forward, making a "please" gesture.

Let's see what this kid can do to be favored by the big boss.

So Goto doesn't plan to use small tricks in the first game, and test the opponent's level.

Nan Yan didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, and casually arranged the tiles in front of him.

He hadn't played this kind of hand-stacked mahjong for a long time.

After all, there are automatic shufflers these days, who has nothing to do but hand-stack? If you start with a perfect hand, the speed of hand-stack is not as fast as the speed of winning.

However, Nan Yan, who had played hand-stacked mahjong for a long time in his previous life, also smoothly arranged a section of tiles.

Because he didn't use the Qianshu of the Mahjong Saint template, the speed of arranging the tiles was only average.

Seeing Nan Yan's slightly unfamiliar movements, Goto smiled immediately.

Several sponsors in the VIP seats also sighed a few meaningless words.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoguo Yudou, who was wearing a mask and a hood covering his face in the crowd, asked strangely.

"Nan Mengyan is probably not very good."

Wu Shanglong, who was watching the game, shook his head, "This action of arranging the tiles doesn't show any Qianshu skills at all. You know, the most important thing about Qianshu is speed, and he is too slow!"