Scar's performance did not arouse the slightest suspicion from the other party. After seeing Scar running away in panic, those people laughed. Brother Feng was also amused. He cursed "trash" and picked up the billiard cue.

Went in to play.

Scar quickly saved the video on his phone, fast-forwarded to the scene where Brother Feng appeared at the end, paused the video to take a screenshot, and sent the picture to Yu Fei.

When Yu Fei saw the picture, he recognized it at a glance. This person was one of the people who had been with Black Mamba before. Scar found this person so quickly, and Yu Fei was immediately impressed by him.

Oh, it would be a pity not to become an agent for this guy.

After receiving Yu Fei's affirmative reply, Scar once again walked into the barber shop, but this time he bought a wig, and then went out to buy sunglasses, casual suits and other items.

When Scar completed his disguise again, he immediately transformed into a cold-blooded boy who looked young and promising. He was just like the male pig feet often seen in idol dramas, with long hair and side bangs, sunglasses and leather shoes that were fully reflective, and a casual suit that was low-key but

Without sacrificing luxury.

Soon Scar returned to the billiards head again, with one hand in his suit pants, one hand holding his mobile phone, and a gold watch on his wrist. The gold watch and the suit looked like they were famous brands, but in fact they were both high-end.

Imitation, but most people can't see it.

When he walked into the billiards hall, he looked around. It was a billiards hall that looked a little older. The tables were a little old, but the business was pretty good and there were people on most of the tables.

The gangsters who had troubled him before and Brother Feng were playing ball on the table near the bar.

There are new ball tables there, and there are sofas and coffee tables next to them. Whether they score or not, a few people make loud noises, looking very unarrogant, but other people playing ball

, it seemed as if there were not many people in sight.

Scar thought for a while and estimated that those few people were here to watch the scene, so they occupied the best position.

Most of the people who come here to spend money are students, so everyone is wearing ordinary clothes. After Scar walked in, many people gave him doubtful looks.

Scar strode towards the bar. The boss was sitting behind the bar, reading something on the computer. He kept scratching his pants with his hands, smiling obscenely.

"Boss, how much do you charge?"

Scar walked over and leaned on the counter, deliberately speaking in a rough voice, which was completely different from the little gangster he played before.

"Ten bucks an hour!"

The boss continued to stare at the computer screen without raising his head and said casually.

"I'm just alone, do you have anyone here to play with?"

Scar pretended to look around casually and then continued to ask.

"No, look who's free, let's share a table together!"

The boss continued to stare at the computer screen and spoke without raising his head.

"Whoever wants to play together, I'll treat you!"

Scar turned his head and shouted to the billiards hall, looking cheerful.

"Let's play a few games, do you dare?"

At this time, a young gangster not far from him walked over with a figure-footed step. He looked at Scar up and down with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

"What's wrong with that?"

Scar pretended to be an ignorant boy and said.

"If you don't dare, you may lose!"

Scar knew what the other party was planning, but he continued to pretend not to understand.

"What's the point of fighting? They are all young people. Let's increase the stakes!"

The gangster took a closer look at Scar's attire and looked at the seemingly high-end gold watch on his wrist, deliberately irritating Scar.

"sure!"

Scar said carelessly.

"Then let's argue, how about one point and one hundred!"

The little gangster finally got to the point.

Billiard balls are all marked with numbers, ranging from small to large. The balls assigned to everyone have a fixed number of points, and the total number is exactly the same. The so-called argument is that after one party finishes playing their own balls, the other party will have all the remaining balls on the table.

The number of balls, the sum of the numbers above is the number of points.

"Can!"

Scar said as if a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

The two people struck up a conversation, and the owner of the billiard hall stopped talking. After all, they must be a family, and they have played so much, so the table fee is not worth mentioning.

The commotion here immediately attracted other people in the billiard hall. Gambling can often be seen, but everyone can order ten yuan at most. This time the scar is one hundred. If you are not lucky, I am afraid there will be a few.

You can lose thousands or tens of thousands if you come down.

Many people look at Scar with an expression of looking like an idiot. After all, these gangsters stay here all day long, and their billiards skills are not weak. If you dare to bet with them, you will basically lose nine times out of ten.

In the eyes of these people, Scar is a symbol of being stupid and rich. This is what the little gangster had in mind, so he came up to hook him.

After Scar agreed, the gangster grinned from ear to ear, feeling that he would make a good profit today.

Brother Feng, who was playing basketball, also raised his head and glanced at Scar a few more times, his eyes full of sarcasm.

After all the bets were placed, someone immediately vacated the space, a brand new table was vacated, and the boss quickly came up to help tidy up the balls.

"You tee off!"

The gangster was very confident and gave Scar the chance to win the first shot. In his opinion, he couldn't win too hard at the beginning. He had to let Scar see the hope of victory and beat Scar little by little, otherwise he would lose everything.

Scar will be scared away, and there will be no more fun to play with later.

Obviously everyone thought that Scar could not win. The little gangster thought that he was sure of victory and never thought about what he would do if he lost.

Scar was not polite, he picked a cue, adjusted it, then gently leaned in front of the billiard table, grabbed the cue with his right hand, and exerted force, causing the white ball to fly out.

Bang bang bang...

Suddenly all the balls on the table were rolling around. Scar used clever tricks to prevent the billiard balls from flying out of the table and preserve the kinetic energy as much as possible.

Then everyone saw that several holes had been scored, with balls from both sides.

Generally speaking, who hits which part of the ball depends on the kicker. Which ball he hits first will belong to him.

However, if Scar scores multiple goals in one shot, after he has made his selection, the ball on the other side needs to be fished out and placed at the teeing position.

"I want both balls!"

Scar immediately made a choice. The way to divide the balls is very simple. The ball numbers are from one to fifteen. Everyone chooses odd and even numbers. The odd numbers have a total of sixty-four points, and the even numbers have fifty-six points. Those who play even numbers can

Hit the eight ball twice and both sides will have the same number of points.

Even numbers have the most goals and add up to more numbers. Everyone thinks it is normal for Scar to choose this way.

Scar's superb driving skills did not attract everyone's attention for a long time. After all, it sometimes depends on luck. Next is the time to truly show off his skills.

Street gambling-ball is simple and rough, and there are not many rules. Everyone just plays his own ball.

In fact, Dao Scar doesn't play billiards that often, so it's not a hobby. However, practicing martial arts to the extreme means mastering the strength to the extreme, and the essence of playing billiards is to control the strength, so the knife

Scar is not afraid of each other.

Scar's wonderful kick-off made Brother Feng pay attention to him. Scar's subsequent performance was not very conspicuous. He only scored two goals and missed the third time 'accidentally'. The little gangster watched.

Finally it was his turn to perform. He hurriedly picked up the pole and went into battle. He played ball every day and was very good at this kind of street play. Then Scar watched him quickly hit the single balls into the holes.

However, the little gangster also wanted to make a lot of money, so he accidentally missed it.

Scar walked up with the pole with a look of progress on his face, and after hitting two more balls, he missed again.

Soon everyone was left with one ball on the table, and of course the gangster ended the battle unceremoniously.

Scar was left with a No. 6 ball, which means he lost six points, which meant he lost six hundred dollars. Scar put down the club and took out his wallet, threw it to the opponent for six hundred dollars, and opened a

Make a good start in clearing things up.

The gangster happily collected the money. He was watching the scene here and could only get three hundred yuan a day. The way he looked at Scar at this moment was that he loved it so much.

"Come again!"

Like a gambler, Scar gritted his teeth and said, looking as if he was very dissatisfied with losing the ball just now and felt that he could get it back with the next ball.

"The losing side kicks off!"

The little gangster was very happy. He had won anyway, so of course there was no need to cheat and he had to act according to the rules.

The owner of the billiard hall had helped them adjust the ball again. Scar immediately stepped forward to tee off. Everyone was staring at his movements, wondering whether he had skill or luck when he teed off.

Bang bang bang...

One shot was thrown out, and the balls on the table rolled and collided wildly again. When playing on the street, the first shot is always an advantage. If it can hit, then it will be like Scar. The balls all over the table are rolling around, and every hole is full of holes.

In goal.

The little gangster was dumbfounded because the collision lasted too long. When the last ball stopped, there were only two balls left on the table, both odd and even.

Scar glanced at it and continued to choose even numbers. Although the even-numbered ball had to be fished out with an eight-ball, the only numbers left on the table were numbers 2 and 4. There were only fourteen points in total, but there were only odd-numbered balls left.

I played numbers 15 and 9 for a total of blackjack, so I had an advantage by clicking on the tree.
To be continued...