"Oh, what's the game?"

Mo Zijian suddenly became energetic, and his face was full of sneers.

"10,000 in one game!

Ye Fan said lightly, as if the 10,000 yuan in his mouth was equivalent to ten yuan.

"Ten thousand?"

Mo Zijian was a little dumbfounded.

This rookie player dares to bet so much with a master like himself, Ni Mom, if you want to send money, why do you have to bet with me?

"Okay! 10,000 is 10,000!"

Mo Zijian immediately agreed, for fear that Ye Fan would regret it.

"Wait!"

Yang Yuxuan hurriedly stopped.

Ye Fan doesn't know how to play billiards at all, 10,000 games, what is the difference between this and sending money to the door?

"Ye Fan, don't be impulsive, you're playing too much. ”

She frowned slightly, and couldn't help but persuade.

"Sister Yang, the first day you met me?"

"It's not!"

"Then you must know what I'm the best at!"

"Pit man?"

Yang Yuxuan replied suspiciously.

"Smack!"

Ye Fan snapped his fingers and smiled confidently, "That's right, it doesn't make sense to pit him!"

"But ......"

"Trust me, it's going to be fine!"

Ye Fan's tone was very light, but it gave people an unprecedented confidence.

"Okay! Be careful. ”

In the end, Yang Yuxuan swallowed the words helplessly.

The gamble between Mo Zijian and Ye Fan quickly attracted the attention of the people around them.

Suddenly, these people formed a small circle, looking forward to this 10,000-round showdown.

"Will you kick off first?"

Mo Zijian was secretly refreshed in his heart.

In front of so many people, where to find such a good thing to win money and earn face?

"Wait!"

Ye Fan shouted.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Sister Yang, tell me about the rules of billiards. ”

Ye Fan turned around and asked with a smile.

Yang Yuxuan smiled a little helplessly, thinking, you don't even know the rules, and you dare to play so big with others, I obey you.

But now, she can't stop anything.

So, she explained the simple way to play billiards.

"We are playing nine-ball, and the player has to start hitting the ball from the 1st, from 1 to 9, and whoever gets the first 9th ball wins. Hitting the ball in no order is counted as a foul, and the white ball in the pocket is counted as a foul, and after the foul, the opponent starts to hit the ball, and the opponent can swing the ball anywhere on the table, of course, the opponent also has to hit the ball in order. If the No. 9 ball is hit and the white ball goes into the pocket at the same time, it is considered a loss. ”

"Oh!

Ye Fan suddenly came to his senses, thought about it, and felt that this way of playing was quite simple.

However, his words aroused the contempt of the scene for a while.

"Damn, this guy is so fierce, he doesn't know the rules, and he dares to play with others so big?"

"Mom, won't you be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"Why didn't Lao Tzu meet such a Kaizi?"

……

These onlookers admired Ye Fan's courage.

I don't even know the rules, and I dare to play so big with others, Mom, this is the rhythm of being abused.

"Knowing the rules, let's get started, to show my demeanor, I've decided to let you tee off first. ”

Mo Zijian's expression was very arrogant.

"This ...... Isn't that good, if you don't even have a chance to do it, how embarrassing it is?"

"There's no chance to do it, hmph, unless you clear the stage with one shot, but is it possible? haha!"

Mo Zijian laughed arrogantly.

"Okay! Just try it. ”

After that, Ye Fan aimed at the white ball and was about to kick off.

Since it was the first time to play billiards, Ye Fan didn't know how to control the strength.

So, he plans to try a few shots and control the power of his shots.

However, the posture in which he was ready to hit the ball was really not flattering, and the action could not be more amateurish.

The people around him were snickering, thinking, this man really doesn't know how to play?

Silly!

Mo Zijian, who was standing opposite Ye Fan, sneered,

As the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he knows that there is wood.

With an irregular hitting posture like Ye Fan, it is easy to knock the white ball out of bounds.

As long as you go out of bounds, losing points is secondary, and the important thing is to lose face.

At this time, Ye Fan began to hit the ball.

He secretly dribbled his internal strength, aimed the club at the white ball, and then stabbed it hard.

"Chirp!"

He exerted too much force, causing the white ball to jump up and fly straight forward like a cannonball.

"Haha! The white ball is out of bounds!"

The surrounding fans laughed for a while.

However, although the white ball was out of bounds, it flew towards Mo Zijian's crotch.

In the next second, the white ball hit the "birdie" accurately!

Mo Zijian screamed miserably, and the pain made his forehead bruise, and his face turned red.

I saw him covering his baby with both hands, jumping up and down and moaning, "Wow...... Wow! Lao Tzu's eggs...... Ouch, it hurts me. ”

"Haha! He's unlucky!"

"I guess I've become a eunuch!"

"This ball, it's too ruthless, haha!"

……

The people around them snickered one after another, with a gloating smile on their faces.

"That...... Hawkers, I didn't control the strength just now, I'm sorry!"

Ye Fan touched his nose in embarrassment and laughed.

Conscience of heaven and earth!

The sun and the moon can be seen!

I didn't mean to!

"You...... You mean!"

Mo Zijian grinned in pain, eager to tear Ye Fan apart.

, where is anyone playing ball and aiming at people's bottom? it!

After a long time, Mo Zijian didn't hurt so much.

So, with a straight face, he picked up the white ball again, and he kicked off first.

He lowered his waist, held the pole, and reached out to push.

The movements are very skillful, and he is a master at a glance.

"Smack!"

The white balls hit the pile of balls so hard that they all scattered.

As it happened, the No. 1 ball just fell into the net and there was no hole.

"Haha! Luck is coming, and I can't stop it. ”

Mo Zijian laughed heartily, as if it didn't hurt so much underneath.

At this time, he constantly aims, putts, and moves very standardly.

In one breath, he scored 4 goals in a row.

His skillful movements provoked bursts of applause from the surroundings.

Mo Zijian straightened his back, as if he enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped.

Ye Fan smiled helplessly, thinking to himself, if you praise you for two sentences, you don't know how thick the sky is? If you are given a little charcoal, you will make a bomb?

At this time, Mo Zijian made a mistake in hitting the ball.

The white ball did not send the No. 5 ball into the hole, and there was a lot of regret around it.

If he hits five balls, the game is basically lost.

"It's my turn!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly and aimed at the white ball again.

Coincidentally, Mo Zijian happened to be standing opposite Ye Fan.

So, he hurriedly covered his bottom and flashed to the side, for fear of being hit by a white ball under him again.

"What are you afraid of? I didn't mean to!"

Ye Fan's face was playful.

"Don't talk nonsense!

Mo Zijian scolded, thinking, if Lao Tzu doesn't dodge, who knows if you'll me again?

……