Chapter 203: Exciting Bets

As soon as Huang Mao's proposal came out, the people around him became excited. It's a fun bet to make, and if it's a normal thing, they already know the skills of everyone here. Oh, Ye Cheng, who met for the first time today, his skills are completely unknown to them, and he may be worse than Huang Mao, but he is also likely to be worse than Huang Mao, so it is invisibly a little more exciting.

Ye Cheng's expression was very calm, and he said in an extremely calm tone: "Okay, then they bet on them, what is the bet between me and you?"

Hearing Ye Cheng's question, Huang Mao smiled sinisterly. It's rare to have such an opportunity to gamble with him, and he will definitely not just gamble so boringly. So his eyes locked on a dirt dog walking past the door, which was the watchdog of Abel next door. He was very familiar with it, he had seen it crawl in the puddle, and he had seen her roll in the grass in various ways. If you can see someone and it......

Thinking of this, Huang Mao had already made up that wonderful picture in his brain, and before the rules were said to Ye Cheng, he had already laughed out loud, and Huang Guo pointed at Ye Cheng and said to the earth dog: "If it's just gambling money, it's really boring, I don't think you're the kind of person who is short of money." Let's just play something more interesting, as long as you can afford it. ”

Ye Cheng shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Whatever you want, I can accompany you." ”

Huang Mao's joy was already overflowing, he pointed to the earth dog outside the door, and said loudly to Ye Cheng: "If anyone loses, go and have an affectionate tongue kiss with that dog." ”

As soon as Huang Mao's words fell, thunderous applause rang out around him. A group of people who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement cheered and coaxed, and kissed with the dog's tongue, what an unimaginable picture. In addition to admiring the yellow-haired vulgarity and having no bottom line, they also really admired his boldness, looking at his confident expression, it seemed that they hadn't thought about themselves, what would they do if they lost?

Ye Cheng applauded and said, "Okay, there's no problem at all, but I hope you can do what you can say in a while, and don't regret that you made this bet." ”

In addition, Huang Mao also acted as a banker himself, setting the odds between himself and Ye Cheng at 1 to 2, he was convinced that he could not only see Ye Cheng and the dog's tongue kiss, but also make a lot of money.

"Wait. When one of his friends who was temporarily acting as a referee was about to shout to start, Huang Mao suddenly knocked on the table with a billiard cue and said: "I think it's too boring for you to play one stroke at a time, so it's better to follow our style of play here." Each person plays five consecutive strokes, and whoever uses the least number of strokes wins. ”

As soon as Huang Mao's words came out, he immediately attracted a boos from the people around him, and their locals were naturally not unfamiliar with this kind of play, and they were already very familiar with it. But Ye Cheng, a foreigner, definitely hasn't beaten them in this game. Huang Mao, isn't this obviously bullying others? If Ye Cheng agrees, then the odds of winning are no longer open in their minds, and Huang Mao's chances of winning will definitely be greater. So they decided to bet on Huang Mao to win for the time being.

Ye Cheng didn't hesitate at all, and agreed very happily: "I don't care what kind of play you play, my pole hasn't been adjusted yet, so you can serve first." ”

Huang Mao didn't refuse, he didn't care about this demeanor in order to win. After the referee said to start, he was very skillful in making a goal, and this goal was also lucky, he scored a half-color straight away. However, his level was limited, and on the second shot, he missed. However, Huang Mao didn't panic at all, because he felt that no matter how bad his skills were, he would not be able to lose to Ye Cheng. And this rule has not been touched by Ye Cheng before, after adjusting his mentality, the third gang Huangmao picked up a shit ball, and the ball happened to be next to the hole. And the white ball clung to the ball. So the goal was very unskillful.

But in the end, it still entered, and the small group of people who bet that Ye Cheng would win began to panic. They knew that Huang Mao was usually very bad at playing billiards, but they didn't expect him to be so lucky. However, the next operation made these people speechless, I don't know how long Huang Mao is seven luck to use today. On the fourth shot, he scored two more goals. And the way these two goals are scored is almost the same as the third shot just now.

At this time, Huang Mao couldn't restrain his complacent, he shook the billiard cue in front of Ye Cheng, and then raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "Is my technique beyond your expectations? ”

Ye Cheng smiled and said nothing, just let the person in front of him say a few more words when his mouth was still clean, after all, after kissing the dog for a while, it was not an ordinary weight.

"Amazing. It's true that I regret it a little, and I don't know if I was too self-conscious in my brain, or if I underestimated you. But I'm the same person as you, a gentleman's word, a horse is hard to chase. Since you agreed, you will never regret it, right?" Ye Cheng applauded and smiled, acting as if he really regretted and was very afraid.

Huang Mao smiled with satisfaction, looked around triumphantly, and then began to prepare for the final shot. Now it has scored four goals in its own color, which means that it only takes three more goals for him to play the black eight. However, this fifth shot was not as lucky as before, and the white ball was very awkwardly positioned, because after scoring the fourth lucky hole-in-the-hole ball, the white ball was attached to the edge of the table, in the bottom left corner. The way out around it was blocked by four panchromatic balls, and the three half-colored balls of the yellow-haired target were all very far away. Except for a very technical pick, it would have been almost impossible for him to touch his half-color ball.

The person who bet on Ye Cheng to win finally breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, if he had been relying on luck all the time, without skill and strength, it would be impossible for him to have a smooth journey.

Huang Mao was also stumped by this ball, usually he was very unskilled in just an ordinary two-point line billiard, let alone let him hit a jump ball, he had never played this thing before. However, he remembered that when others played this kind of ball, they always hit the bottom of the ball with a club, so he used his memory to hit the bottom of the white ball hard. The ending was also expected by everyone, and the white ball directly hit Ye Cheng's all-color ball.

It stands to reason that he has already committed a foul, and he should return the ball to its original position, and then it will be Ye Cheng's turn to play. Everyone was waiting for him to put down the club.