Heavenly Hand!
A Heavenly Hand had appeared!
The room erupted in an uproar!
Sharp intakes of breath rang through the hall. Everyone was stunned by the tiles Dong Xuebin had pushed forward. What the hell kind of luck was this?
They had just asked how many points a Heavenly Hand was worth!
And in the blink of an eye, he had actually won with a Heavenly Hand??
Damn! Had he brought his roulette luck over here??
Song Yuhu could hardly believe it. His face went pale as he stared at Dong Xuebin's tiles, but no matter how he looked at them, there was nothing wrong. It really was a Heavenly Hand!
A maximum hand!
He had actually won with a maximum hand!
And it was the hardest maximum hand of all!
Director Wei and Director Leng fell silent at once!
Old Zhou and many of the casino staff twitched their eyelids as well!
Dong Xuebin chuckled, crossed his legs, and relaxed in his chair. He even started gloating. "Sorry, everyone. I'll gladly accept. Ha, what did I say? Mahjong depends on feng shui too. Now the feng shui's on my side, and my luck has come all at once. Hey, Boss Song, why does your face look so bad? Is your hand huge or something? Let me see it. What kind of hand is it?"
Of course Song Yuhu would not show him. He flipped his tiles down, messed them up, and shoved them away in one sweep. The foundation for a maximum hand—just one listen away—and yet...
Song Yuhu's heart ached!
And it hurt even more to think about the money he was about to pay out for a maximum hand!
After confirming the tiles, the female dealer looked at Dong Xuebin several times, amazement in her eyes.
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