Ye Fan started to hit the ball!

After the trial just now, he initially knew the strength of the force.

At this time, he once again secretly used his internal strength.

Stoop!

Aim!

Pushrod!

The movements suddenly became standard, and even Yang Yuxuan was surprised.

In fact, Ye Fan is very shrewd.

When Mo Zijian hit the ball just now, he observed it very seriously.

To sum up, his actions even surpassed Mo Zijian's.

Damn it!

Maybe you'll fly out of the table again.

Mo Zijian muttered unhappily.

At this time, Ye Fan's cue began to move.

He controlled the force, aimed for the No. 5 ball, and then pushed forward.

"Smack!"

The No. 5 ball goes into the net.

Crisp!

Lisso!

Hole-in-one!

Huh?

Kind of interesting, huh?

Yang Yuxuan was surprised, the blow just now was completely based on strength, not luck.

However, not everyone thinks like her, Mo Zijian is a special one!

Cut!

What's the big deal about just getting into one?

His expression was full of disdain, and he didn't regard Ye Fan as an opponent at all.

At this time, Ye Fan putted and hit the ball again.

The action is chic, handsome, and like a professional player.

"Smack!"

There was a crisp crash.

The No. 6 ball also went into the net!

At this time, Mo Zijian's face was still very sluggish, as if he had not yet realized the crisis.

However, with the passage of time.

The calm expression on his face began to fade, replaced by surprise, and finally into shock.

Depend on?

This kid is so lucky!

At this time, Ye Fan's movements were extremely skillful, and his posture was like a textbook.

I saw that one by one the colored balls entered the net, and bursts of applause rang out around.

In a minute or so, he sent all the remaining balls into the net.

Needless to say, Ye Fan's reversal was successful!

"You lost 10,000!"

"Cut! 10,000 only, I deliberately let you have a game!"

Mo Zijian was reluctant to admit defeat, so he said it cheekily.

In fact, he felt that if he had been more cautious and defended well, then Ye Fan would not have won the game so easily.

With his conceited personality, he always felt that Ye Fan was not his opponent.

And so, the second game started again!

This time, it's the winner's turn to tee off.

After the test rod just now, Ye Fan has completely learned to control the strength of the putter.

I saw him holding his breath, his body bent down, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, staring straight at the pile of colored balls in front of him.

After some adjustments, Ye Fan began to move.

He pushed hard, and the white ball slammed into the pile of colored balls smoothly and quickly.

"Smack!"

A crisp crashing sound sounded.

I saw that the white ball was like a bomb, and it exploded all the dense piles of colored balls at once.

Suddenly, these colored balls seemed to come to life, scurrying around.

"Shhh

Seeing the bouncing back and forth of the colored balls on the table, the fans at the scene gasped.

Obviously, the force of that blow just now was terrifying.

At this time, someone exclaimed.

"Ball No. 1 is in the net!"

"Haha, good luck!"

"Where's ball number two?"

Suddenly, everyone's attention was focused on ball No. 2.

As it happened, ball number 2 was rolling towards the hole on the top left.

"Huh!"

The ball is in the net!

hit 2 sub-balls in a row, and even Ye Fan admired his luck.

Yang Yuxuan screamed excitedly, "Haha, Ye Fan, you hit two colored balls in a row!"

"No way, good character, generally don't explain!"

Ye Fan pressed his forehead, with a melancholy expression.

"Flutter!"

Yang Yuxuan pursed her lips and smiled, and her charming smile made the saliva of the whole audience drool for a while.

"You have the ability, you clear the stage with one shot!"

Yang Yuxuan seemed to be in a good mood, so she made a joke.

"One shot clearance?"

"Yes, can you do it?"

Yang Yuxuan smiled, where is this the same thing?

"No problem!"

Ye Fan was full of confidence.

With that, he quickly aimed for the No. 3 ball.

Give it a push!

"Smack!"

Ball No. 3 goes into the net.

However, Ye Fan's gorgeous performance is not over yet, his movements are light and familiar, and the colored balls on the table seem to be at his mercy, and he can enter whichever hole he wants.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

There was a crisp crashing sound, which sounded a bit like some kind of "snapping" movement between men and women.

In just a few minutes, Ye Fan sent almost all the colored balls into the net.

Now, only the last black ball remains.

At this time, Mo Zijian's face was as earthy as an earth.

originally thought that he could kill Ye Fan in seconds, but in the end, he killed him in seconds.

Mom, you're obviously a master, what the are you pretending to be a rookie?

This...... This is clearly trying to trick people.

At this moment, the outcome has been decided, and he only hopes that the last colored ball will not go in.

One shot to clear the stage, this is undoubtedly naked-naked, and it is an insult.

Mo Zijian kept praying in his heart, buddy, let me play a shot, hit a shot, at least I didn't lose so ugly?

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny!

Ye Fan didn't give Mo Zijian a chance, he gently pushed the rod forward, and the white ball slowly hit the black ball.

"Smack!"

The white ball hits the black ball.

After the black ball is stressed, it rolls towards the mesh bag on the upper right side.

Don't! Don't! Don't enter!

Mo Zijian's eyes widened, his face was extremely ugly, and he even wanted to rush forward and block the black ball with one hand.

"Huh!"

The black ball entered the net in response, and Ye Fan cleared the table with one shot.

Mo Zijian was completely defeated.

I saw him sitting on the ground decadently, as if he had suddenly turned pale for dozens of years.

He looked demented, and muttered from time to time: a ...... One shot cleared, he ...... How the hell did he do it?

"Yay, we won!"

Yang Yuxuan screamed excitedly, and directly hugged Ye Fan's arm, the pair of **** kept rubbing and oppressing him.

Suddenly, the soft cotton felt and spread all over his body.

"Sister Yang, hold on, you have to hold on, pay attention to the image!"

Ye Fan's face was serious, but in fact, he wished that the lethality of this chest weapon would be a little stronger.

"Haha, you won 20,000, can I be unhappy?"

Yang Yuxuan said excitedly.

"yes, I almost forgot. ”

After saying that, Ye Fan walked in front of Mo Zijian, stretched out his hand, and showed a harmless smile from humans and animals.

"Boss, can't you play yet?"

"No, no...... Don't play anymore!"

Mo Zijian hurriedly shook his head, if he played again, he would be a fool.

"In that case, thank you boss, thank you for 20,000!"

"You ......"

Mo Zijian was so angry that he was like thunder, but in front of the goddess, he was embarrassed to deny it.

In desperation, he had to use his mobile phone to transfer 20,000 yuan to Ye Fan.

"Tick!

Ye Fan successfully received the transfer SMS.

He helped Mo Zijian up with an enthusiastic face, and smiled, "Boss, if you want to play in the future, remember to find me, I will accompany you at any time!"

"Hmph! ”

Mo Zijian glared at him, then turned to leave.

Depend on!

If you lose money, you lose money, why are you still glaring at me?

Ye Fan was very unhappy, so he immediately aimed at the white ball with his club, suddenly dribbled his internal strength, and pushed it.

"Smack!"

The white ball flew out like a cannonball, hitting Mo Zijian's fart-stock.

I saw him cover his ass with his hand in pain, and let out a howl like killing pigs.

"Wow! My chrysanthemum-flower, I've been shot!"

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