Chapter 312: Blowing Up

Scored two goals, one big flower and one small flower.

At the same time, all the balls on the table have been beautifully blown apart.

Su Yin started the linkage. I chose a big flower with a better situation.

Slap, slap, smack-

Two-link, three-link...... Five-link, six-link, seven-link –

Eight-link!

Blown up!

Su Yin actually hit all the eight balls belonging to himself on the table into the pocket in one go, and after playing his own color ball, he played the black eight, and finished it in a row, without any mistakes or fouls from beginning to end, and he didn't give Yan Jing a chance to touch the rod at all, so he blew it up and shaved Yan Jing's big bald head.

The audience is boiling!

Everyone couldn't help but applaud Su Yin and applaud loudly. This woman actually didn't fall behind at all in the case of a one-on-three wheel battle.

At this time, even if they all want to watch Su Yin get drunk and dance a striptease, they still can't help but want crazy praise at all.

What other woman has such skills?

It's really not uncommon.

Yan Jing was also stunned, she didn't expect Su Yin's ball skills to be so good, and she was able to be strong when she was strong, and she was able to blow up, and she was really able to play well and "hit hard".

Fu Hao and Er Shaojie were almost dumbfounded on the side, their emotions were very complicated, angry and anxious, and they felt happy, thinking about how wonderful it would be if such Su Yin was their own woman, take her out, no matter what the occasion.

At this moment, the sound of everyone giving Su Yin a thumbs up and applauding, as well as the snapping sound made by the impact of those billiard balls when Su Yin hit the explosion, was like a slap in Yan Jing's face, which was very loud, which made Yan Jing's heart hold a breath, and she had to become more and more careful and serious, and carried it with Su Yin.

The match continues, and the serve is controlled by the winner. The two actually went back and forth, each winning or losing. Basically, in every set, two people don't need to shoot more than three strokes to end the game happily, so any small miscalculation of the shot, or the slightest deviation in the distance of the cue ball, will give up the victory of the set and lose a whole game.

At this time, it seems that it is just a simple competition on the table, but in fact, the psychological level of the two sides is also constantly doing all kinds of games.

If you want to win, you must cherish every shot that is your turn, for the angle and strength of the shot, the technique and arc of the shot, the return and control of the cue ball, etc., how to play the stopper, whether to interfere with the opponent's ball momentum, etc., are all questions that must be considered before each shot is hit.

Because of the duel of masters, the victory or defeat is only a breath. By the slightest sloppiness.

After more than a dozen sets, Yan Jing also played a blow up like Su Yin, and cleared the ball with one shot. The two sides almost reached a draw, and the five were open. The score was very tight.

Su Yin was slightly better.

Yan Jing had already drunk seven bottles of beer, and Su Yin drank it one by one, almost two or three bottles.

Again.

However, as the red wine and white sprinkles in the body mixed with the beer just drunk became stronger and stronger, and the strength of the wine kept rising, Su Yin gradually felt dizzy, his feet were fluttering, his tongue was knotted, and his speech was a little incoherent, although his brain consciousness was still very conscious, but his body was quite honest, the strength in his hands, and the support when his legs were in a batting posture, were no longer in place, and he was no longer Yan Jing's opponent.

There were several times when Su Yin even fouled the ball because the fruit on her chest touched the ball on the side of the table when she hit the ball, and was ridiculed by everyone presumptuously, Su Yin had to play tricks, shouting that it didn't count, Yan Jing knew that she had the upper hand anyway, and she was okay, not too serious.

Seven or eight bottles of beer are nothing to Yan Jing. He has three strengths, one is that he can say that this is the result of inheriting the genes of his father, the famous host Yan Xi, and the other is that he can drink, even if it is Er Shaojie, he is not his opponent in terms of alcohol consumption, and it is not enough to see at all;

The third is to play billiards.

Su Yin chose to try to play billiards today, which was considered to be a collision in his hand. Although it is said that in terms of real strength, it seems that Su Yin may be a little stronger than Yan Jing now, but the bet is drinking, so if you play billiards while drinking, it is estimated that no one in Quan Yuhai City is Yan Jing's opponent.

Yan Jing has won three in a row.

Su Yin's heart secretly screamed badly.

Three more glasses of beer went down, and the last time the wine was held in the mouth for a long time, but I couldn't swallow it in one gulp, and my mouth was swollen and swollen, Su Yin was about to open her mouth and spit it out, but a woman in a thick dress wearing SM clothes and suspenders in the bar covered Su Yin's mouth from behind and forced her to swallow it.

The men laughed and clapped and whistled.

Su Yin retched and couldn't help but shed tears, and ran in the direction of the bathroom like a pregnant woman.

Behind him came bursts of men's laughter.

Two women in thick clothes followed Su Yin into the bathroom.

Su Yin hid in the cubicle and pinched her deep throat with her hand, spitting up and down, so embarrassed.

After a while, Su Yin knocked on the door.

"You go and tell Fu Hao to ask someone to send my bag, and my knee will be re-medicated......

One of the women went. Soon, he came back with Su Yin's bag, but he refused to hand the bag to her, but asked for something to be the same.

Su Yin asked for medical gauze and tape, and received it from under the door panel, after a squirming sound, Su Yin asked the two women for a stick of lipstick, saying that they wanted to moisten their lipstick, and after everything was OK, Su Yin sorted out her clothes, opened the door of the cubicle, and walked out of the bathroom.

The two women followed her from beginning to end, as if they were spying on prisoners, and they never left her.

Fu Hao and the three of them had already been waiting outside a little impatiently, if they hadn't been embarrassed to break into the women's bathroom for face, they would have wanted to rush into the toilet for interrogation.

The game continued with the screams and whistles of the men and women in the club.

After going to the toilet, I finally didn't feel as aggrieved as before, and I felt a little relaxed, but the effect of sobering up can only be regarded as average, Su Yin's body has become soft, and her physical strength is gradually exhausted, and the balance of the game is still tilting, which is no longer beneficial to Su Yin.

One cup, another cup......

After a few scenes, Su Yin drank another bottle of wine.

At the same time, the more you fight, the more mistakes you make. Sometimes there are even sliders, empty poles, and jump poles.

Su Yin realized that her body was out of control. I can't stand the invasiveness and paralysis of more alcohol!

Continuing to hold on to yourself and drinking instead of stripping after losing is not at all a way to survive.