The Strongest Medical Immortal in the City

Chapter 43 Terrifying Billiards Technology!

"What? Chance?" He Weichuan couldn't help but sneered, "If I had a chance, I would have eaten the goal!"

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, glanced at He Weichuan, and said, "Really?"

He Weichuan was originally just a joke, but where he was stimulated by his rivals, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you didn't try your luck and scored the red goal, I would eat the goal!"

"it is good!"

Fang Chuan's mouth twitched, revealing a wicked smile. He got up, walked to the red ball, pointed a few red balls, and said: "I will use the white ball to paste the library, and then hit this ball and pass this one. The ball, hit the next ball, and then hit the red ball into the pocket."

He said again: "I said this to prove that I will score a goal later, not by luck."

"Hahaha..." Xu Zhijie laughed loudly after hearing what he said, "I really laughed at me, Fang Chuan, your imagination is very rich."

He just finished, with a bang, Fang Chuan had already hit with one shot. Sure enough, the white ball followed the line he said, hitting continuously, and then with a bang, the red ball he pointed at the end went into the pocket.

"Huh?" Before Xu Zhijie's smile was finished, his smile solidified, and his eyes almost stared out, "What, really, got in..."

"What?" Liu Hua was also taken aback and couldn't help looking at Fang Chuan.

At this time, Yu Xiaoxiao let out a cheer, ran to Fang Chuan, took a sip, and kissed Fang Chuan's face: "Wow, dear, you are so amazing."

Fang Chuan shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm good. The main reason is that the sport of table tennis is too simple."

"What?" At this time, another person walked in. Hearing Fang Chuan's words, he frowned, "Little brother, what are you talking about?"

Fang Chuan looked at this person and saw that this person was wearing a Slock game costume, who seemed very professional, and asked, "Who are you?"

Liu Hua quickly introduced: "This is our first shot in Chishui County, a professional golfer, a master who has scored in the championship, He Yuan."

"It turns out to be a professional player." Fang Chuan smiled and said: "I just said that this sport is too simple."

"It's really not ashamed!" He Yuan snorted coldly, "When you are finished, I hope we can compete."

After speaking, he walked over and greeted Liu Hua and others.

Xue Xue suddenly shouted: "He Weichuan, did you just say to eat that red ball? Hurry up!"

"Forget it!" Fang Chuan waved his hand and smiled: "How can Mr. He eat the stone? If he can't get it out, he has to go to the hospital. That's not good."

He Weichuan's face turned red and white with anger, and was embarrassed in front of Yu Xiaoxiao.

At this time, Xu Zhijie quickly said: "Well, just now, that is, good luck, hurry up and continue fighting."

Fang Chuan smiled confidently and said, "I wonder if Mr. Xu loses more than 100,000, can he afford to lose?"

"Joke!" Xu Zhijie snorted coldly, "I have money, Xu Zhijie, not to mention hundreds of thousands, even one million can lose."

Fang Chuan smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your words." After he finished speaking, he shot a few consecutive shots, which was immediately surprising.

I saw that if he had a great help in his shot, he was not only extremely accurate, but also stopped the white ball very well, always receiving the next ball.

At this time, even the professional player He Yuan opened his eyes wide and looked over.

And when they were even more surprised, Fang Chuan went to the back and shot faster, almost without thinking about the time, more rockets than the Rockets.

Swish...Everyone saw Fang Chuan, a one-stroke goal, a red ball, a black ball, a red ball, a black ball, and then the last black ball went into the pocket.

With a score of 147, everyone was shocked and forgot to close their mouths.

This is a standard platform of three meters by 1.7 meters!

A seemingly ordinary person, a person who is impossible to receive professional training, did a miracle!

"Oh my God!" Xu Zhijie's cue, worth more than 100,000 yuan, fell directly to the ground.

"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" A cold light flashed in Liu Hua's eyes, "This is over!"

"So handsome!" Xue Xue cheered, "Fang Chuan, you are really amazing!"

Yu Xiaoxiao even ran over, gave Fang Chuan a hard kiss on the cheek, and then spread his hand at Xu Zhijie: "147,000 yuan, you lost!"

Xu Zhijie hadn't spoken yet, Fang Chuan waved his hand and smiled: "My dear, it's not in a hurry. It's still early. We have to play until six in the afternoon."

He smiled and said, "You have to settle the accounts for me."

"Ah!" Liu Hua was sweating coldly when he heard Fang Chuan's words, and he remembered the rules he had set before.

The same is true for the other two people. Although they are the rich second generation, one million is still more.

However, they also did not believe that Fang Chuan was able to play 147, and even the world's number one master could not reach such a level.

Fang Chuan smiled and looked at Liu Hua and others: "Mr. Liu, who is next?"

"I'm coming!" He Weichuan came out. He Yuan had already washed the ball for them. He smiled and said, "I don't believe it, you are so good!"

He handed the white ball to Fang Chuan: "The winner kicks off."

Fang Chuan nodded and said, "Okay." After that, he almost didn't need time in his mind to fully calculate the best route.

The body strength was controlled to the extreme, he lightly put the club, the white ball rolled out, lightly touched the red ball, and then returned to the back of the yellow ball.

"Mom!" He Weichuan was immediately angry. As soon as he stepped onto the stage and kicked off the ball, he made him a ‘slok’!

However, He Weichuan is not an ordinary Slok fan. Through calculations, he still cracked this ‘slok’.

However, Fang Chuan was given a chance to attack, and the white ball stayed in the red ball zone.

"147,000 are in hand again." Fang Chuan smiled and stepped forward to take a shot at the speed of light, and everyone saw him, scoring **** one by one.

After a while, he cleared the stage with one stroke, 147 points!

"What?" He Weichuan widened his eyes, looked at Fang Chuan, and blurted out: "Nima, go ahead?"

He Yuan was even more shocked, and quickly got up and said, "Four minutes and thirty seconds, my God, this is already the fastest 147 in the world!"

He looked at Fang Chuan, his eyes hot, he didn't have the intention to compete with Fang Chuan, and he didn't have the courage.

He seemed to have watched the Chinese table tennis king, and even the world table tennis king. As long as he is there, he is basically the first place.