Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

"My body has reached the peak of humanity!"

Zhou Li said nothing, but just played a card of 70,000.

"Hahahahaha, haha ​​...."

After letting out a hideous laugh that was so painful to the ears, Yinchuan threw the only card in his hand onto the table.

The universal card, red!

"It's over."

Laxana stared at the red center in disbelief.

If the opponent only has one red card left, it means that Zhou Li will be defeated no matter how he plays the cards, and Yinchuan can win however he wants.

Zhou Li had clearly collected three red cards, but he didn't get the last one. Yinchuan, after opening the Gang four times in a row, actually got the only remaining red card.

Is this destiny?

Looking at the chips in his hand representing Zhou Li, Yinchuan raised his eyebrows, raised his head, looked at Zhou Li and sneered: "Three chips, three chips. You have lost your heart, stomach, and liver now."

Without the heart, blood supply will gradually stop. While it won't kill you, it will cause you to gradually lose consciousness. Damage to the stomach and liver... isn't fatal, but it can affect your thinking.

Zhou Li was speechless.

It was Yinchuan's turn to draw a card. He picked one at random, took a look at it, and then played it directly.

"Touch yourself."

Because it's a wild card, no matter which card appears on the field, Yinchuan will win. He looked at the three new chips in his hand, and the playful look on his face became more and more intense. "Left hand, eyes, ears. Does this mean that now you can't see, hear, and move your left hand?"

Yinchuan suddenly pursed his lips, his hands trembling, and an expression similar to that of a lustful pot began to form on his face. After a moment, he suddenly raised his hands and spread them out.

"Feel sorry."

He said with an extreme smile and trembling voice, "When I think about a useless person like you who relies on external things being trampled under my feet like a bug, I can't help but... I can't help but want to laugh. It's like putting on a dry new pair of underwear in the new year. I feel so good!!!"

"Touch yourself."

Suddenly, Zhou Li came out with his eyes closed.

Yinchuan was stunned for a moment. He looked at the Dongfeng in front of Zhou Li and shrugged.

It doesn't matter.

He had already formed a super hand of the Eighteen Arhats, and he also had a red middle card that could win with any card. Even if Zhou Li won, he couldn't beat him.

"All the same color, cut off the one, nine, four, and secretly carve the national master, unparalleled!"

Zhou Li spread out the cards in his hand and calmly stated his hand type.

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what?

Yinchuan was stunned.

How could something even more outrageous than Fusion Summoning Mewtwo while playing Landlord exist?

He quickly stood up and looked at the cards in front of Zhou Li.

Then, Yinchuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You cheat!"

Yinchuan pointed at Zhou Li, his hands trembling, his whole body trembling, a huge fear looming over his head. At this moment, Yinchuan could only say in disbelief:

"You're fucking cheating!"

Why did Yinchuan lose its composure like this?

Laxana looked at the cards in front of Zhou Li in astonishment, her brain froze.

when?

"Thirteen red cards."

Zhou Li looked at the thirteen red cards in front of him, raised his head indifferently, stared at Yinchuan with invisible eyes, and asked, "How do you want to lose?"

"Cheating! This is definitely cheating!"

Six times!

In an instant, Yinchuan lost six chips: [heart], [spleen], [stomach], [liver], [lung], and [left hand]. With a thud, Yinchuan fell onto the gambling table. He stared at Zhou Li intently, gasping for breath, and said in disbelief:

"How come there are thirteen red cards?!"

Zhou Li stretched out his finger, and the crimson on his fingertips quickly dissipated. Zhou Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly and summed it up in one sentence.

"It's just a matter of flattening the face of a card with your fingers and then carving the red center symbol."

How can it be?

Yinchuan was confused.

Grind down the face of a card and carve a red center logo?

"How is that possible? Mahjong will tell you're cheating!"

"correct."

Zhou Li nodded and said calmly: "So, I just need to finish these things before Mahjong reacts."

How is it possible for humans to perform movements with such precision?

"I've never tried using tweezers to remove a single line from a fly's wings."

Zhou Li didn't need to see, his perception could tell him everything. In his perception, Yinchuan tremblingly picked up a card, not daring to play it, nor to put it down, just holding the card in his hand.

"Because, I can do this with my fingers, why would I need clamps?"

"Sixty thousand."

Yinchuan played this card.

"Grab Hu."

Since Zhou Li's card type is larger than Yinchuan's Eighteen Arhats, this card is Zhou Li's winning card.

[right hand][left foot][right foot][eye][ear][nose]

Yinchuan's chips returned to Zhou Li's hands.

"Little boy, uncle wants to masturbate."

Zhou Li raised his head, his gaze fixed on Yinchuan, who only had his mouth open. He compassionately returned his hearing to him, then said gently, "Do you want Uncle to play a Thirteen Yao, a Qinglong, a Seven Small Pair, or a Four Concealed Pawns?"

"Or do you want me to repeat them all?"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

How can it be?

How can it be? !

At this moment, Yinchuan realized an extremely terrible fact.

The opponent's physical precision did not surpass his own, but crushed him!

If Yinchuan's pride in precision is like catching a chestnut from a fire, then Zhou Li's precision is like finding a crack in the ocean and scooping out a strand of dried kelp with your bare hands. My own precision is A because that's my upper limit.

Zhou Li's precision is simply impossible to measure.

Monster, he is a monster.

A monster I can't defeat!

"I...I surrender to you...forgive me...forgive me!"

With all his confidence shattered, Yinchuan was completely desperate. He realized that he might not be facing a human being, but a terrifyingly sophisticated instrument. He trembled and begged for mercy with his remaining mouth:

"I beg you, please spare me, I will tell you who the king is. I am just a dog of the king! I am just a dog of the king! I will tell you what the king wants to do, he wants... he wants!"

"It's boring."

pat.

"Seven pairs of Qinglong."

Zhou Li casually played a card, stood up with his back to Yinchuan, and said in a bored tone:

"Self-draw, six."

All the chips fell into Zhou Li's hands.

Yinchuan's body collapsed instantly.

Raising his eyes, Zhou Li looked at the non-existent black curtain, shrugged, and said:

"So, even though your little brother is behaving in such an ugly way, you still don't plan to show up?"

"king."

Chapter 137 Tilt Force

"Yinchuan...you're still too dependent on gambling."

The darkness behind the scenes was swallowed by the light, and a handsome face that was unpleasant to the touch appeared before Zhou Li. He was dressed primarily in gold and silver, a luxurious yet strangely uneven look, as if he was embodying the concept of "wearing gold and silver" to its fullest extent.

But not tacky at all.

The man was tall, but he didn't look "strong." Instead, he looked quite imposing, yet a bit thin. He sat on a chair carved with a tiger, his hands hanging down, and looked at Zhou Li and the others with his dark eyes.

The small bottle at hand was filled with dopamine. The king glanced at Zhou Li weakly, then drank the dopamine in the bottle.

"Wu!"

Standing up, his expression excited, the king looked at Zhou Li in front of him, and the pitch of his voice was much higher. "You used mahjong to destroy my strongest gambling king Yinchuan. Boy, don't you think you should pay a price?"

"Then I'll refine your mother."

Zhou Li said calmly: "Or you can hold up a filial banner and I will play the suona for you from behind."

"The power of words."