Aocheng General Hall.

The Golden Sunshine and the Beer Square were held together, and there were many people watching the fun, and the guild hall was crowded.

Two old men in the center, about 60 years old, are Uncle Hong and Uncle De, two major forces in Aocheng, and are also witnesses of the Sanding Bureau.

Uncle Hong wore a brown Tang suit, cleared his throat, waved his hand to signal his subordinates to carry out the lottery box that had been prepared, and said to the two parties involved, Feng Long and Lan Xixi: "Boss Feng and Boss Lan, please go forward to draw lots and decide how to bet."

Feng Long and Lan Xixi went forward to draw a lottery ticket respectively. Feng Long gently spread out the note, and the gambling method on the note was already as expected.

“Billiards.”

"War wrestle." Lan Xixi looked at the draw she drew and couldn't help but frowned.

"I'll help you draw the third tag." Uncle De, who was wearing a white Tang suit and had a hideous scar on his neck, finished speaking, put it in the box and pulled out a note.

"Shuha." Uncle De said in a voice.

Feng Long's smile became more and more feminine, and he secretly replied that the two old people were still conscious of the current affairs and had no intention of disobeying themselves.

That's right, Feng Long asked Uncle Hong and Uncle De to make trouble. In the Sanding Game, Feng Long must win. He drew a billiard, wrestled his wrists, and stole the three gambling methods. He wanted to see that in order to win the Sanding Game, Golden Sunshine recruited three people a week ago. One of them is a billiards master in Kunzhou City, the other is a very famous underground gambling king, and the other is a wrist king with amazing wrist strength. In order to ensure that today's Sanding Game can be stable and have a chance of winning.

Uncle Hong and Uncle De have a high prestige in the underground world of Queensland, but they always do something shameful. Without the special care of the leaders of the municipal bureau, could their transactions go so smoothly? The answer is no. Feng Long's uncle is from a public security department and his influence in the Kunming Municipal Public Security Bureau even surpasses the current Director Sun. This shows that the deputy mayor in charge of the public security department is not simple.

At their age in their sixties, they would quit after a few years, so they didn't want to cause trouble anymore. So Uncle Hong and Uncle De knew that they had broken the rules, but they had to do what Feng Long said.

The first game, billiards.

Under Uncle Hong's instructions, his subordinates quickly brought the ball table, clubs and other tools.

"Dongzi, I'll leave the billiards to you." He looked at Lan Xixi proudly, and Feng Long pointed to the young and short-sized man beside him and said, "Billiards, he will play in our golden sunshine."

Lan Xixi didn't know that Dongzi's level was in Kunzhou City. She turned to look at the employees behind her. Her watery eyes stayed on each male employee for a few seconds before saying, "Who are you good at playing billiards?"

None of the more than ten male employees said nothing. Now is the moment to show off? Lan Xixi has always been good to them. It is because she is very nice to them that they don’t want to lose in the Beer Plaza. In fact, the male employees present can do billiards, but they are all half-baked and no one wants to be a sinner.

After asking for a long time without saying a word, Feng Long couldn't help laughing: "I don't even dare to play a table tennis ball. It seems that we want us to win without a fight."

Lan Xixi's pair of talking eyes seemed to have tears in her eyes, "Do you want me, a woman who doesn't know how to play in a billiards?" After that, her eyes were staring at Zhang Moqian who was playing soybeans.

Depend on!

Looking at Lan Xixi's eyes, Zhang Moqian couldn't bear it and stood up with a tough bullet and said to the truth: "Sister Xixi, my billiards are not of high level."

"I lost, I won't blame you."

Zhang Moqian and Dongzi chose "fancy billiards".

When Dongzi hit the first shot, Zhang Moqian realized that he was in trouble!

Dongzi's posture of holding the club is very professional, lowering his waist, holding the club, and hitting the ball. He is like a professional golfer, with his expression dedicated and serious. As the balls are hit by him, the expression on his face becomes more and more energetic, and his eyes are radiant.

Master, Dongzi is a billiard master, and the people on the beer square were suddenly nervous, hoping that Zhang Moqian, who looks ordinary, would have extraordinary skills.

Dongzi played steadily until a slight mistake occurred in the fifth shot, and it was finally Zhang Moqian's turn.

To be fair, Zhang Moqian's strength is only average, which is why he has not made a name for himself. To be honest, he admires the woman Lan Xixi and does not want Lan Xixi to be forced to withdraw from Ao City.

Dongzi made it his turn to shoot because of a mistake. Unfortunately, Zhang Moqian was probably a little nervous, and he might not have played the ball for a long time. His movements were a little awkward, but he played too outrageously after one shot. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have almost entered the bag.

"Wow!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Grandma, I want to compete with Dongzi at this level. I think this kid will be completely abused by Dongzi." A male employee from the Golden Sunshine side sarcastically said.

"The first game, our golden sunshine will definitely win."

"Haha, as expected, the people in Beer Square were not good at all." A woman with freckles on her face was even more vicious and directly scolded the people in Beer Square.

"Hey, can't you be virtuous? The winner is not decided, let's see who will laugh to the end..." Xiaoru, the foreman of the beer square, retorted. It may be that Zhang Moqian's performance made her lack of confidence, and she was a little less voice at the end.

On the ball table.

Next, Dongzi made a shot. This time he did not give Zhang Moqian any chance. He swept all the color balls on the table into the bag, and shot down Black 8 with the last shot.

In the first game, Dongzi's golden sunshine side won completely.

Zhang Moqian wiped a cold sweat and the second game began.

He took a deep breath and hit the first shot... The kickoff was pretty good, but unfortunately he didn't score a single shot, and then he replaced Dongzi.

Zhang Moqian knew that if this continues, the first game of the Sanding Game would be considered a loss. Zhang Moqian was confident of winning the next wrestle, but the third game was completely due to luck. If he lost accidentally, Lan Xixi would be forced to withdraw from Ao City. At worst, he could wait for him to win Ao City in a few months before letting Sister Xixi come back. Wait, luck? Luck?

Zhang Moqian suddenly thought of what the fairy-like old man Xu said to him, maybe the color-changing mutton fat jade would bring him luck!

Why not give it a try? This thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Moqian's mind, and he quickly took a step back and gently held the four-leaf clover mutton fat jade through his clothes.

At this moment, Dongzi made a move.

Bang!

He successfully hit a colored ball of his own into the bag, but unfortunately, the white chole ball rolled over, bang.

The cue ball is in the bag!

A master like him actually made such a low-level mistake!

Zhang Moqian took a deep breath and tried his best to hide his excitement. Can mutton fat jade really bring luck to himself?

Is Old Man Xu's words true?

Trying to get rid of these distracting thoughts, Zhang Moqian bent down to hit the ball...

This time, under Zhang Moqian's calm control, Zhang Moqian finally performed at a normal level. After shooting down three balls in one breath, Zhang Moqian made a mistake in the fourth shot.

Dongzi had been depressed for a long time and looked helpless. In his opinion, it was probably impossible for such a beginner to make a mistake in the claw ball into the bag.

Zhang Moqian took two steps back and watched him hit the ball quietly.

Elegant and steady steps! Textbook-like grip posture! Sharp gaze like goshawk! Then a gorgeous blow...

Bang!

Such a crisp and pleasant sound...

Then I saw a beautiful black arc drawn in the air, like a full moon scimitar! The arc faintly conforms to the mystery between heaven and earth!

Bang! A ball popped out of the table and fell to the ground. The bones rolled to Zhang Moqian's feet, and then slowly stopped.

Zhang Moqian was stunned.

Dongzi was stunned.

Feng Long was stunned.

Lan Xixi was stunned.

Hit the ball and hit the stage!

Moreover, it is the black number eight ball!

Fancy billiards No. 8 rules: Black 8 knocks off the stage, and the game will be directly judged to lose!

"I... my god!" Dongzi's mouth grew, his eyes widened, and his expression seemed to see his wife stealing someone.

The woman with freckles on her face looked at Zhang Moqian like she was even more like a ghost!

Zhang Moqian's expression immediately calmed down, and he looked very sincere. He walked over and patted Dongzi on the shoulder and sighed: "Dongzi, people have mistakes, and horses have mistakes, so there is no need to mind that way."

“…”

Dongzi felt so angry that his teeth were itchy. Zhang Moqian said sincerely on the surface, but everyone present knew that this sentence was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

The third game started, and this time it became even more weird!

Zhang Moqian successfully shot down one shot in the first shot, and then Zhang Moqian missed the second shot and replaced Dongzi.

Dongzi shot down three color balls in the first shot... This time the cue ball was not put into the bag, and the black No. 8 ball was also very safe.

But the problem is...

The three balls he shot down in the first shot were all of Zhang Moqian’s style balls!

"I..." Dongzi's face turned blue and his lips kept trembling.

Zhang Moqian let go of the mutton fat jade in his hand without moving. The first time was a coincidence, but how could a master like Dongzi make continuous mistakes?

Magical mutton fat jade!

Five minutes later, the third billiards match was settled.

Dongzi was about to collapse, and screamed in anger, picked up the club and jumped hard on his thigh. With a click, the club broke into two pieces, and then he still pressed on the floor and scolded: "My grass, I'm just tangled with ghosts today."

To be fair, Zhang Moqian thinks that it is purely normal for him to do this, and it does not mean that his ball quality is not good. Anyone who encounters this situation will be crazy, right?

Feng Long's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were looking at Zhang Moqian fiercely.
Chapter completed!