Seven hundred and thirtieth chapters complete victory
"Sleep for one night?"
Tang Yanxi was almost angry when he heard this:
"Ye Fan, bastard, are you in your mind?"
"The dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory!"
"Who gave you the courage to say this?"
"Apologize to Ziqi now!"
She never expected that Ye Fan would say this, not only offend Han Ziqi, but also ruin her connections in the circle.
Tang Yanxi regretted bringing Ye Fan over and causing a feast to be incredible.
Pang Zhuang and 6 Kun were also indignant, thinking that Ye Fan really didn't know how to live or die.
Who is Han Ziqi, the daughter of a wealthy family, their goddess, dare to sleep?
Several people fucked the stool and prepared to blow Ye Fan's head.
"stop!"
Han Ziqi waved her hand to stop everyone, her eyes extremely cold.
If it was her birthday today and she wanted to vent her anger, she would have told people to throw Ye Fan into the sea.
She looked at Ye Fan and spoke coldly:
"Three games, you just need to win one game, I will give you ten million."
Ten million?
This caused many people to exclaim that Han Ziqi was generous in taking action, and the bet was amazing, but Ye Fan could not win.
"I lost, I slap my mouth a hundred times, and I went to my Han family to work for three years for free. How about it?"
Han Ziqi is preparing to let Ye Fan wash the toilet for three years.
6 Kun sneered: "Boy, you made a profit. It is your honor for eight lifetimes to be able to work at the Han family."
Li Xiaoman and the others laughed.
Tang Yanxi was extremely anxious: "Ye Fan, stop making trouble, apologize to Miss Han."
Ye Fan decided to castrate everyone.
He looked at Han Ziqi and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Han Ziqi was stunned: "No for the time being."
"I won and be my girlfriend for seven days."
Ye Fan said lightly: "I lost, I slapped a thousand times in the face and worked for the Han family for ten years."
The audience was in an uproar, and then furious.
"Boy, you toad eat swan meat."
"I see your mind is in water."
"If you want Ziqi to be your girlfriend, don't you look in the mirror?"
"Ziqi, don't be polite to such people, just throw them into the sea and drown them."
Pang Zhuang and 6 Kun were furious and shouted that Ye Fan was overestimating his abilities.
Tang Yanxi also sighed, Ye Fan, Ye Fan, in order to show off, do you have to be so sensational?
Too childish.
Han Ziqi was not angry, but her pretty face became even colder: "Are you very confident?"
Ye Fan said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, do you gamble?"
Han Ziqi threw a club: "Okay, I promise you."
Ye Fan took the club: "Snooker, nine balls and American style?"
“These are too complicated.”
Han Ziqi's voice was cold: "Be simpler, so as not to bully you."
"Let's play Chinese eight balls directly."
She pointed: "Let you kick off first, three games, you win one game, even if you win."
Chinese eight-ball, the simplest way to play billiards is to play balls from one to fifteen, one to seven, and become a full color ball.
Nine to fifteen are in a group, called the color ball.
Black Eight Independent.
Whoever hits one group of seven balls into the ball bag first and then hits the Black Eight in the match will be the winner.
If one side accidentally hits the black No. 8 ball into the bag midway through the game, or hits the black No. 8 ball off the table, the opponent will win the game.
Whoever plays the ball in which group is chosen by the first person to hit the ball.
"Okay, I'll do it!"
Ye Fan did not talk nonsense, stepped forward, leaned over, and poked the white ball with the club.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The short and powerful billiard balls exploded one after another.
6Kun and Tang Yanxi and his other bodies shook, their heads buzzed, as if firecrackers were exploding in their ears.
Han Ziqi couldn't help but secretly called Ye Fan's shot too arrogant and too powerful.
Afterwards, she didn't agree with it. Pool is about technology, and brute force cannot solve the problem.
Ye Fan is sure to lose.
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Sorry, I'm a little stronger."
In the disdain of Li Man'er and others, the white ball was like a mad bull. Not only did it scatter fifteen balls, but it also allowed it to continue to shuttle back and forth.
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound, a number one ball was hit by a white ball into the left pocket.
6Kun and the others jokingly said, "I didn't expect this kid to be a little lucky."
"Bang!"
While speaking, the second ball also fell into the tail bag during the impact.
Pang Zhuang was slightly surprised and subconsciously spoke: "This kid is lucky."
Li Maner and the others also nodded: "It's really a bit lucky, but unfortunately, luck is good or bad."
They don’t believe that Ye Fan is Han Ziqi’s opponent, who was once the top ten professional players in Hong Kong.
How could Ye Fan win such a woman who makes people look up to?
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
As the thought was turning, the No. 3 and No. 4 balls were also put into the bag one after another. Ye Fan had already scored four balls from No. 1 to No. 7.
Tang Yanxi's eyelids twitched: "The ball is still spinning..."
Han Ziqi didn't care much at first, but just adjusted her feel.
Ye Fan's goal was in her opinion, just like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.
Whether it is posture or strength, it is even more amateur than amateur players.
When she saw everyone's surprise expression, she realized that something was wrong.
I don’t know how much effort Ye Fan used to do that shot. After scoring four balls, the white ball and the other billiards were still colliding and rolling.
"Bang!"
In Han Ziqi's passionate gaze, there were two other brisk sounds of collision, and the two balls of No. 5 and No. 6 drilled into the two pockets in the middle.
Six balls into the bag!
Li Man'er and the others all opened their mouths wide. Oh my God, how is this possible?
Ye Fan's luck is too great if he scores six goals with one stick?
"Bang!"
Another crisp sound, the No. 7 ball was arrested gorgeously.
At this point, all the color balls from 1 to 7 have been added to the Internet.
The dozens of people all opened their mouths wide. Looking at this scene in disbelief, they never expected that Ye Fan was so lucky and scored a group of goals in one shot.
Li Man'er was almost crying: "It's still moving..."
Tang Yanxi and the others saw that although they scored seven balls in a row, the white balls on the table were still spinning, rolling like chicken blood.
Han Ziqi was trembling for the first time.
"Bang!"
The white ball hit the edge of the table and bounced back, then hit the black eight in the corner.
"Bang!"
A crisp sound, black eight, put it in the bag.
Complete victory!
The whole audience was silent.
Tang Yanxi, Pang Zhuang, Han Ziqi, all of them opened their mouths wide.
They stared blankly at the half-cleared table, as if they couldn't believe that all this was true.
Everyone looked at Ye Fan, and they still couldn't accept Ye Fan's victory.
This is not the level of a country bumpkin, and it is more than enough to beat professional players.
If this is luck, it will be lucky to win 300 million.
Han Ziqi also re-examined Ye Fan, her eyes flashing with light.
She always thought Ye Fan was a little different, but she didn't expect him to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger so deeply.