Chapter 1523: : Factory Master Mahjong Tournament

In the dark, the disaster line woke up.
Then there are the quality triplets: "Who am I? Where am I? What happened?"
But no one answered him.
He found himself lying on the cold floor, without a cushion under him.
"You can't do this to me, I'm a factory owner!" The disaster screamed angrily.
But still nobody ignored him.
The floor is cold, but not damp.
But lying on it for a long time, it hurt.
As a Nassim, the disaster has long lost the tradition of hard work.
Their Nassimians have long since split into a new race, known as "golden Nassims," ​​because their blood is flowing with golden blood.
This also represents their noble status and identity. They are the founders of the Industrial Party, their race, and the race with the highest proportion of factory owners.
However, neither his noble status nor his prominent surname could make him better off.
The disaster line finally got up from the ground and slowly walked outward.
A creaking door was pushed open, and the scourge heard strange noises from outside.
It's like something is constantly colliding, and it's like fine pieces of ice flowing through the river.
Vaguely heard strange conversations.
"Three loaves!"
"eat!"
"Seven!"
"bump!"
Hearing this brief conversation made the disaster subconsciously numb.
He still remembers that he was deceived by such a short conversation, and the other party really rushed in along the line.
Now, as long as he thinks of a light blade flying from the sky, and scraps his factory with a single knife, his scalp becomes numb.
By the way, what about my factory?
My factory ...
The disaster subconsciously reached out and touched it, then touched the factory owner's token on his chest.
He reached out and sensed his connection with the factory token.
But in the old days, it was always warm, like there was something moving inside the factory order, but at this time it was cold like a piece of ice, and it had completely lost its connection with its own factory.
In the end what happened?
Has your factory been completely damaged?
Of course, he didn't know that the appetite for upgrading to the sugar ball factory of the Stellar Factory was more than ten times larger than before. Now his factory is estimated to be useful, and it is useless, and it has probably become waste. Out.
The disaster column rose from the ground and stumbled outward.
Going through an iron gate, you see a promenade outside.
Both sides of the promenade are the same rooms.
This is a cell, but there are no fences, shackles, or anything like that.
There was a glimmer of hope in the disaster-stricken heart, and he might escape!
Just go back to your factory ... what can you do back to your factory?
He didn't know, but at least he had to go back!
He is a factory owner! What kind of factory owner is there without a factory?
He looked around and found that at the end of one side, there was a brighter light, and he hurried over.
The footsteps of kicking and tapping echoed in the dark promenade, as if someone was chasing him behind.
The disaster hurriedly speeded up its pace and ran out of the promenade madly. The promenade was actually not long, but for a short distance, the body was breathless.
It wasn't until he saw the warm lights and five or six tables that he covered his abdomen, bent down, and panted heavily.
"Yo, disaster line, you are awake." Hearing the movement here, Lao Mo waved and greeted him, "Come here, come here! I'm not lucky, you can play for me Bureau? "
"What?" Qi Lei was wondering, then he looked up and looked away.
A half-open door was not far away.
There was a faint rumbling sound from outside, which seemed to lead directly to other areas of the factory.
The disaster strode forward two steps, then looked around vigilantly.
There was no guard and no one stopped him.
But strange ... why didn't these people run?
Is there any trap on the door, as long as you walk over it, it will be cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces?
Thinking of this, the disaster-stricken Lingling shuddered, filled his footsteps, carefully walked to the door, and looked out.
There seem to be no pitfalls.
It is indeed a promenade outside, and not far away is a complex passage.
There are so many places in the factory where he can hide. He doesn't even suspect that as long as he goes out, he will be halfway to escape.
How can it be so easy
impossible.
Calamity groaned.
Just then, Lao Mo said: "80,000!"
"bump!"
"eat!"
"One shot and two shots!"
Lao Mo grudged a hammer on his own head and issued a "beep", opened the drawer in front of him, and found that there was only one chip left in it.
"Well, I don't have any chips, I owe it first! I owe it!"
"No, how can I get credit at the poker table?"
"Bad luck will be passed on to me, pay fast!"
"But I really don't have any chips ..."
"Then change it! OK, substitute, substitute, who are you?"
You see me, I don't think you want to be seated.
These three people are lucky, whoever comes and who dies.
"Who ... disaster line, you come!"
"I?"
"I won't ..." Cai Lei looked at these guys, and guessed what games he was playing, but it was completely different from the games he had played before.
"The newcomer can exchange a box for free, I'll get it for you!" Lao Mo turned and ran to the corner.
At this time, the disaster column saw a strange creature sitting in the corner with a short figure, just over a foot tall, wearing a long skirt, three flaps, long ears, and red eyes.
She glanced at the disaster and handed a box of chips to Lao Mo.
"Come, sit down." Press the disaster column on the seat, Lao Mo pointed beside him: "This game is actually very simple, you see this is a bar, this is a pie ..."
Several other people also said very enthusiastically:
"Let's go around ~ EbookFREE.me ~ It doesn't count as winning or losing, you will know when you play."
"By the way, I'll help you pour some happy water in the fat house!" Lao Mo diligently passed over a cup.
Then I walked a few laps, which was the so-called novice's good luck. With the guidance of old ink, the disaster line won two.
"Well, you play first, I'll go to another table to see." Lao Mo itched his hands again.
He ran to the bunny girl next to him: "Girl, I'll change some chips."
"Huh?" The bunny girl was a little cold, staring at him with red eyes.
"I also know a secret ... Calamity has a wife and is now a factory owner. I have her frequency band. You can definitely find her! How many boxes of chips can you exchange for this secret?"
The bunny girl put a box of chips in front of him.
"There is only one box ... Okay, watch me turn over to this!"
Lao Mo turned and killed himself again in the Mahjong field.