Courier Delivery Was Tricked, I Let The Female Anchor Die On The Spot

"Hello, the courier, who is Mr. Ma Chengyong?"

Facing the man who opened the door for him, Qin Luo showed a kind smile.

"I am," Ma Chengyong looked over, first looked Qin Luo up and down, muttered a little boy in his heart, then curled his lips, and complained: "Boy, do you know that I lost the phone calls you just made?" How much?"

Qin Luo smiled without saying a word, walked to him with the package and put it down.

Ma Chengyong wanted to make things difficult again, but the other two mahjong players stopped him.

"Okay, what are you doing with a courier delivery person?"

"That's right, if you play cards, you should play well and avoid causing trouble."

Ma Chengyong snorted coldly, but he didn't bother Qin Luo any more. Instead, he looked at the man who opened the door and urged, "Fifth, are you okay? Hurry up, we're all waiting!"

Just as Lao Wu was about to speak, he suddenly gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, covered his stomach and bent over, and said, "Hey, hey, I can't do it right now, my stomach hurts really badly, I'll go to the toilet first, you wait For a while."

As soon as he said he was going to the toilet, Ma Chengyong immediately became dissatisfied.

"Tell me about you, isn't this a lazy donkey grinding too much shit?"

"Seeing that it's already six o'clock, I'll leave after a while. What a delay you are."

"You are shitting in the house, and let the three of us wait for you outside, how embarrassed of you!"

It stands to reason that it is not a big deal to go to the toilet with a stomachache, isn't it just to wait a while, what is there to complain about?

The other two didn't speak, and they both thought it was nothing, and Ma Chengyong, the idiot, just scolded Lao Wu.

The fifth child's face turned green and pale, and finally looked at Qin Luo suddenly, and said, "Little brother, so, can you help me fight for a while?"

Qin Luo froze for a moment: "I'm not very good at it."

Lao Wu hurriedly said: "It's okay, you can just be a poker stand. If you lose, it's mine. If you win, it's yours. Help me play for a while, thank you!"

As he said that, he took Qin Luo by the arm and took him to his seat to sit down. He ran to the toilet in a hurry, with sparks and lightning all the way. When he first arrived at the toilet, he almost took off his pants.

The toilet door hadn't even been closed yet, and there was a burst of thunder and plop sounding one after another, shaking the other people up and waving their hands in front of their noses with expressions of disgust.

Qin Luo looked at the mahjong in front of him, feeling a little pained for a while.

He was still thinking about how to teach Ma Chengyong a lesson, but he was dragged to play mahjong out of nowhere, what's the matter?

Ma Chengyong glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "Boy, you don't even have full hair yet, do you know how to play cards?"

Qin Luo glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

"Hey, why are you still staring at me..." Ma Chengyong frowned, but he didn't curse this time.

Because he also has his own little Jiujiu in his heart, and he thinks it would be better to have such a bad boy playing cards for the fifth child. This kid doesn't know how to play cards at first glance, and he will benefit from losing a lot, and he can still make money before he leaves. A sum, isn't this flattering?

The other two also had the same idea, so they didn't have any objection to Qin Luo playing cards for the fifth.

One of them urged: "Okay, okay, let's start."

The other reminded Qin Luo: "Young man, we are playing Sichuan-Chongqing mahjong. Do you understand the basic rules?"

Qin Luo's hometown is in Beihe Province, and he has never had much contact with Sichuan-Chongqing people since he was a child, let alone Sichuan-Chongqing mahjong, at most he has seen it on TV and movies.

He just wanted to say that he was not very good at speaking, but before the words reached his mouth, a lot of knowledge about Sichuan and Chongqing mahjong suddenly popped up in his mind.

Qin Luo was taken aback for a moment, and understood instantly.

It was the game mastery he gained yesterday... After drinking with his roommates yesterday, he went to the Internet cafe to play games for a while. At that time, he brought a few roommates to kill all directions, and his game level was far beyond normal.

He knew at that time that it was the effect of game proficiency, and he thought that his current game skills must be at a professional level.

In the end, he didn't expect that this thing not only works on computer games, but also works on playing mahjong!

emmmmm... think about it carefully, computer games are games, playing mahjong is also a game, there is nothing wrong with it!

Thinking of this, Qin Luo smiled and said to the person next door: "I understand a little bit."

The man nodded: "Okay, since you understand, then we won't say more, if you don't understand, just ask us."

"Okay," Qin Luo nodded.

"Oh, pretend, you'll cry later..." Ma Chengyong from the previous family curled his lips in disdain.

Qin Luo glanced at him again, but this time instead of giving him a cold stare, he showed him a very kind smile.

This smile stunned Ma Chengyong for a moment, thinking that this kid is about to die, why are you smirking like a fool?

However, he didn't think much about it, he only thought that Qin Luo was pretending to be calm, but in his heart he was ready to kill everyone.

Qin Luo took out his mobile phone and put it in the front pocket of his jacket.

He is still running a live broadcast now. Although it is not convenient to chat with water friends while playing cards, this way he can just point the camera at his desktop so that netizens can see what he is doing.

They can't let them miss this, because after learning that the effect of game mastery can take effect on mahjong, Qin Luo has a plan in mind.

"Good guy, are you playing mahjong now?"

"What about the delivery of the live broadcast that was agreed? I just went to the toilet, why did the painting style change after I came back?"

"The anchor is confused, this group of people looks like old-fashioned people at first glance, isn't it fun for you to fight with them!"

"It is estimated that the host is thinking of taking revenge against that Ma guy. After all, that guy just scolded him too badly. I can't bear it if it's me."

"That's what you said, but how can you win? The anchor is so young, and it doesn't look like he can play mahjong much. Can he win?"

"Never mind him, anyway, if you lose, someone will take care of it, and if you win, you can still count it as your own, so you can make a profit without losing money."

"Then what you think is too naive. What if the anchor loses all the money, and the person who went to the toilet turns his face and refuses to admit it?"

"..."

Netizens had a heated discussion in the live broadcast room. Most of them were not very optimistic about Qin Luo. They thought that a young man like him would not look like a big name. How could he win these old-fashioned fans? people?

But they could also understand Qin Luo, thinking that he must be angry because he was scolded by Ma Chengyong just now, so he wanted to take the opportunity to win him some money by playing cards, which was considered revenge.

But... can you really win?

Qin Luo quickly told them the answer with facts.