Urban Superman

"Go in! Go in! Go in!" Just as Ye Ming was excited, he suddenly heard Fu Tianwei shouting in in a low voice. He was shocked and quickly looked at it. He saw that the small ball bounced out from the entrance of the hole because of its strong strength.

Afterwards, he actually headed towards another hole, and there were so many balls on the table, but none of them blocked it!

The speed of the ball is getting slower and slower. It is already at the entrance of the middle bag hole, and the speed is so slower that it is about to stop.

"In! In! In! In! Haha!" Fu Tianwei kept staring at Xiaoqiu and said, "The little ball just stopped at the edge of the hole. He stopped for a while, and then he lost his balance and entered the hole.

Fu Tianwei immediately burst into laughter excitedly.

"Didn't the ball stop? Why did you go in again? You kid are cheating! You must have blown in, this ball doesn't count!" Ye Ming couldn't believe it. The ball stopped and finally went in.

I'm not happy.

"I didn't breathe, the boss was watching, hehe, you guy is finished, I'm only one black eight left!" Fu Tianwei laughed and the happier he got to the back.

"Ye Ming, you have no chance to watch it." Zhang Chen also shook his head and smiled.

Ye Ming said unhappily: "Hmph, this game doesn't count. If I kick off the ball first, can you be so arrogant? I can still clear the table with one shot!"

"Just brag, don't I know your football skills yet? Haha! You have to save face." Ge Qingyun laughed.

Just when Fu Tianwei was about to play the last ball, a few young men came to the next table. One of them looked at Ye Ming and smiled and said, "Brother, your skills seem to be pretty good. How many of them are we going to do?

Wan, how about it?"

Hearing this, Ye Ming glanced at the man, thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately smiled and said, "Okay! One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, come on, start soon, Tianwei, you get out of here!"

"I have the last ball, let's talk about it after the game." Fu Tianwei smiled proudly.

"What are you fighting? Someone comes to challenge, of course you have to fight! Go and go." Ye Ming said impatiently.

"Don't I know what you guy thinks? Hehe, are you trying to find an opportunity to cheat? You will say you're re-activated!" Fu Tianwei laughed and had guessed Ye Ming's thoughts long ago

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At this time, Lin Yunfeng stood up, looked at the young master who challenged him, and smiled and said, "It's too little to have a handful of 100,000 yuan. Do you dare to play big?"

"Big? How many?" the young master asked, not seemingly afraid.

"How about one million?" Lin Yunfeng smiled.

"One million." The young man glanced at Lin Yunfeng and then began to ponder.

"Mr. Liu, what are you afraid of? Just play. Even professional players are not your opponent, let alone them." A young man behind him said, looking very arrogant.

"Okay! One million is one million!" The young man agreed immediately.

"Tianwei, bring the club." Lin Yunfeng smiled, it seemed that he was going to take action himself.

"Boss, are you okay?" Fu Tianwei asked in disbelief.

Ye Ming, who was standing beside him, immediately smiled proudly and said, "When I was playing basketball with my boss, you were still drinking milk. The boss is very good at playing football. You will be very eye-opening in a while."

Fu Tianwei glared at Ye Ming fiercely and said angrily: "Hmph! You guy is lucky today, otherwise you will lose to death!"

"Hehe! You have no chance!" Ye Ming laughed proudly, so angry that Fu Tianwei wanted to tear Ye Mingsheng.

The manager quickly set the ball up, and Lin Yunfeng smiled politely at the Young Master Liu and said, "You can kick off the ball, otherwise I'm afraid you will not admit it if you lose."

"Don't worry, don't say it's one million, I can afford to lose ten million, I will never cheat! But I'm going to settle for this million, just wait and give the money." Liu Shao was full of confidence.

He was full of pride.

"I don't know who wins and who loses, kick off the ball." Lin Yunfeng smiled, looked at Ye Ming and the others, and said with a smile: "It's good to open your eyes and see what a real master is."

"Boss, don't brag. If you lose later, it will be bad. Before you start now, why don't you think about letting me do it and guarantee that you will win back one million." Fu Tianwei smiled. He had never seen him before.

When Lin Yunfeng plays billiards, he naturally doesn't believe in Lin Yunfeng's strength without using his true energy.

"Bang!"

Young Master Liu was not polite, and kicked the ball directly. There was a crisp sound, and the force was not very strong, which caused the ball to not be dispersed much. It seemed that he had left a way out for himself, and he also had the intention of underestimating Lin Yunfeng.

Seeing that Mr. Liu scored his first shot, Fu Tianwei nodded and said, "It seems that he is a master. He should be a rich second-generation who often plays on the billiards table."

"Tianwei, who would win?" Liang Tianlong looked at Fu Tianwei and asked. He rarely played billiards, so he could hardly play. He naturally didn't know much about billiards.

"I don't know, I've never seen the boss play billiards." Fu Tianwei shook his head and said, "This is not easy to judge."

"Please." Young Master Liu smiled generously, as if he wanted to test Lin Yunfeng's football skills.

"How embarrassing to be so polite." Lin Yunfeng smiled. Since the opponent let the water go, he was not polite. He probably glanced at the ball on the table, and then smiled and said, "Since everyone hasn't entered, I'll do whatever I want.

Fight it!"

"Bang!"

Lin Yunfeng attacked with a strong shot, and with a crisp sound, the gathered balls were scattered. Fifteen balls on the table bumped around, and a big ball actually entered.

"Oh, I'm lucky. I scored a big goal. Is this a good start?" Lin Yunfeng smiled, looking very surprised.

"Haha, my luck is really good, keep going." Mr. Liu also smiled calmly, not in a hurry. His younger brothers were not worried, and they were very confident about Mr. Liu's strength.

Lin Yunfeng looked at the pool table again and found that the big ball was either involved or blocked by the small ball. It was not easy to hit. He immediately said: "It's not easy to hit, but it's actually blocked."

Lin Yunfeng, who looked in trouble, looked at Liu Shao and asked, "As long as I hit my ball, I will count if I scored?"

"Of course, but the premise is not to touch my ball, otherwise it would be a foul." Liu Shao smiled. Hearing Lin Yunfeng's words, he almost couldn't help laughing.

"No? Boss, you don't even know the billiards rules?" Fu Tianwei said in surprise, thinking in his heart that he was sure to lose this game.

"Of course I know, I need to ask clearly." Lin Yunfeng smiled, looked at a blocked big ball, then looked at the ball that was touching, and said, "The chance of getting into the ball is too small, since

In this way, I'll be fooled!"

"Bang!"

Speaking of this, Lin Yunfeng actually shot a shot at the edge of the pool table, and then bounced out at the edge of the pool table. With a bang, he bumped into a big ball. I wonder if it was lucky or Lin Yunfeng's strength was too superb, and the rebound was

The big ball that hit hit actually hit the tail bag!

"Damn! This is OK?" Ye Ming said in surprise. Although he knew Lin Yunfeng's superb football skills, this was too exaggerated, right?

Fu Tianwei even widened his eyes and said, "Boss, your luck is so good, right? Can you get in this way?"

"The boss is not pretending, right? Judging from the boss's posture, angle, and the strength of the ball just now, he is clearly a master among the masters!" Zhang Chen said in surprise, and secretly doubted in his heart.

"Haha, I said everything. I'm lucky today. I can score even if I miss you. It seems that it's hard to win this million." Lin Yunfeng laughed and began to feel a little proud.

"I have to say that you are really lucky, but you have only entered two games, and the good show has just begun." Mr. Liu still smiled calmly.

"Hehe, this time it's easy to play. There's a big ball at the entrance of the hole, so this one definitely goes in!" Lin Yunfeng smiled, then went down with one shot, entered the hole with great accuracy, and entered three in one breath.

"Boss, it's quite accurate." Fu Tianwei said with a smile.

"Nonsense, the ball is at the entrance of the hole. If I don't enter, I'm going to make a fuss?" Lin Yunfeng cursed with a smile, and then he looked at it and observed it.

After observing for a while, he said, "I am not good at penalties. I can't play this, and I can't play any of the things I have to do. Forget it, just hit it just by just playing it!"

He scored one shot and the ball was not scored this time. He couldn't help but say with a pity: "Oh, it seems that luck is gone."

"Boss, if you didn't have a chance to score just now, you should create obstacles and make it difficult for him to play. This is a tactic." Fu Tianwei said.

"You know nothing!" Ye Ming looked at Fu Tianwei and said, "I have seen the boss's football skills. The boss is now pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger."

"Hehe, you guys are ready, let him put all the balls in, and the remaining black eight will never be able to hit the ball." Lin Yunfeng laughed and looked sinister, then walked to the side and sat down to drink.

The water is resting.

This time it was finally Mr. Liu's turn to take action. I have to say that Mr. Liu is indeed a master, with his superb football skills, comparable to Fu Tianwei.

"Mr. Liu, clear the platform with one shot! Let them see what a master is." A smiled and said happily, as if he had imagined the scene where Mr. Liu won one million.

"Smack!"

Liu Shao's ball skills are very high. He can hit the ball into the hole in almost every shot, and can also move the ball to the next target, making the next ball easy to play, what makes the white ball retreat, left corner, right corner, etc.

, he can accurately adjust the white ball to the best position.

"So amazing! He scored four goals in the blink of an eye, one more than the boss!" Liang Tianlong said in surprise. Young Master Liu was very serious in playing basketball and was absolutely not distracted. Others could not affect him.

All my thoughts were on the table.

"This is nothing. You are a real master when playing snooker. The table is big and the distance is long. That person depends on his strength!" Fu Tianwei said with a smile.

"Play!"

A few minutes later, Mr. Liu scored three more goals, and all the small balls were cleared by him, and Lin Yunfeng's big balls hit the side, leaving no chance for the opponent.

"Haha, it seems that you can't win this million!" Seeing that there was a black eight left in the end, Young Master Liu smiled proudly.

"That may not be!" Lin Yunfeng smiled, smiling very much.