C74 Luck
C74 Luck
But, even though he was tall and strong, he wasn't a reckless person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so Yin baldy several times. Now that Zhang Yang took out so much money to throw at him, he couldn't help but think about something else.
However, after some consideration, he realized that no matter how he looked at it, he was still in the lead. There were still twelve games left. Besides, this pretty boy still had to practice.
Humph, this is clearly the face of an upstart with too much money, using money to hit himself.
With just a thought, he immediately 'understood' the crux of it.
With this thought and looking at Zhang Yang's expression, no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like he was holding on.
However, to be safe, Dao Ba pretended to ponder as he probed.
"Hehe, Young Master Zhang, are you sure you want to fight with me!"
Zhang Yang snorted coldly and looked at Dao Ba with disdain, "I said, you're also a gangster, be more straightforward. Don't be so f * cking cowardly, and act like a coward."
Dao Ba was not angered. He laughed, "Then I would like to ask, Young Master Zhang, how many rounds are you going to practice to increase your bet?"
Zhang Yang thought for a moment and said, "Two rounds. It just happens to be enough for twenty rounds. There are still ten rounds left."
"Alright!"
Dao Ba happily agreed. He was afraid that Zhang Yang would go back on his word, so he immediately followed up by saying: "I'll kick the ball, how about it?"
Zhang Yang smiled and nodded without saying a word.
Originally, he didn't know that it was a so-called rule. However, since he later found out, how could he just watch Baldy lose because of him?
From the time he said eight hundred, although he did not say a single word, he had actually already started setting a trap for Dao Ba.
When Zhang Yang threw out a hundred thousand yuan, he would definitely think of two possibilities. One, this was a scam. Two, the other side wanted face, so they had a lot of money for idiots.
While Dao Ba was hesitating, Zhang Yang revealed the information of adding bets and not being able to play billiards, and guided Dao Ba to another line of thought.
If that was the case, it would not be enough to make Dao Ba make up his mind. Thus, Zhang Yang threw out a third tranquilizer, practice!
As an expert, Dao Ba could accurately determine whether or not a rookie had ever played billiards by aiming at the Mother Ball's positioning through the other party's stance. This was also a way for Dao Ba to think that he could turn the game around.
If he found out that Zhang Yang was an expert who was not inferior to him, he wouldn't accept the Additional Stakes. It would still be 1000 in one round, and in the end, even if Zhang Yang won all ten rounds, baldy's side still lost.
On the other hand, the stack of red hundred thousand yuan would eventually end up in his own pocket. This was an irresistible temptation.
This was human nature. It was human nature to be greedy.
At this point, it was hard for the baldy and the rest to say anything. They could only watch helplessly as Zhang Yang casually threw out a hundred thousand yuan in shock. In their hearts, they all had a bit of a fluke, hoping that he would win.
However, the following scene immediately caused the hearts of everyone to sink to the bottom.
With a beautiful kick from Dao Ba, he actually managed to score two goals in one go.
"Pa Pa Pa!"
Dao Ba played very seriously and accurately. He didn't give Zhang Yang a chance to catch his breath as he scored four goals in a row. In less than a minute, there were only two goals left on the table.
Seven and eight, respectively.
Both balls were at a certain distance from each other. Not only that, the ball number seven and the ball number eight were stuck together. There was basically no way out. Dao Ba stood up to wipe the head of the gun. He pondered for a moment and made a decision.
"Pah!"
He did not choose to defend, nor did he choose any route. He directly used the Mother Ball to collapse the two balls that were pressed together.
Dao Ba did all of this on purpose. He threw the ball to Zhang Yang because he wanted to observe his billiard skills. Even if he lost this game, it didn't matter.
Seeing Zhang Yang walk over, Dao Ba realized that he was a bit nervous. However, his eyes were staring at Zhang Yang's back without blinking.
Everyone's eyes lit up. Dao Ba's shot was very arrogant. Although it was close to medium, the angle was very good. Moreover, the No. 7 target was very close to the bag, so anyone who played billiards would be able to hit it.
Looking at Zhang Yang and then looking at the 100,000 yuan on the table, they couldn't help but to smile bitterly. If Zhang Yang was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, then it would be fine, but if he really was a rookie who had not touched a billiard ball before, then he really would have a lot of money … "That something.
Zhang Yang walked over with a smile. As he got closer, he swung the club on his shoulder a few times. His face was full of confidence.
Bend down, squat down, stand up, three movements... A tragic sight!
No need to pretend, this was definitely Zhang Yang's first time playing billiards. Everyone who had played billiards knew that while billiards seemed simple, there were a lot of things that needed to be mastered.
Through the previous seventeen rounds, Zhang Yang had already figured out the secrets behind it. However, it was the first time he made a move and he still needed to get used to it.
As such, he shamelessly took off his pole.
The Mother Ball swayed and stopped after walking for almost ten centimeters. It did not even manage to touch the seventh ball.
Seeing this, the scene was very quiet.
But no one dared to laugh.
The bald man and the others had a bitter face and the corner of their mouths were twitching. When they looked at Zhang Yang, there was a strange expression on their faces.
Except for one person.
Dao Ba.
Dao Ba was in a good mood. Judging from his half-profession level, Zhang Yang was definitely a rookie, whether it was in terms of posture or ability to support others.
Of course, he still needed to confirm his judgment. He immediately laughed loudly and looked at Zhang Yang with less disdain, "Haha, Young Master Zhang, I think it's better to let the baldy fight …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Yang glared at him and swore: "What, you look down on laozi?"
"No, definitely not." Dao Ba's smile was very 'brilliant', "Didn't I say I was afraid of your reputation!"
"Fuck you! I don't need you to worry about my face! I have plenty of money!" Zhang Yang had the bearing of a nouveau riche who only had money on him.
"Haha, that's good." Dao Ba glanced at the hundred thousand yuan on the table. With a greedy expression, he said, "Then, I won't be polite."
There were no surprises or exceptions. In the eighteenth round, Scarface won, and he lost by a thousand yuan.
"It's my turn to kick!"
Zhang Yang carried his club and walked over arrogantly. He didn't know that in the eyes of others, his appearance couldn't be described as stupid. It was beyond the scope of words.
The nineteenth match … It was a long time.
It took more than ten minutes to finish the match. Naturally, it was Dao Ba who won. After this round, everyone's hearts were cold and the smile on Dao Ba's face became more and more resplendent, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
He purposely left the goal to stall for time, giving Zhang Yang a chance to score. Although Zhang Yang also had a goal or two, Dao Ba was completely sure.
This wasn't a scam, and Zhang Yang wasn't pretending. He was definitely a top-notch rookie, absolutely!
In the 20th match, as if afraid that Zhang Yang would go back on his word, Dao Ba took the initiative to laugh and say, "Young Master Zhang, the two rounds of practice are over, do you still want to bet anymore?"
"What, you're looking down on laozi!" Zhang Yang seemed to be somewhat hysterical, "Since I have promised you, it will be hard to keep track of it. If you say so, then so be it!"
"Oh!" "Then how much are you prepared to add?"
Dao Ba was not surprised. In his opinion, Zhang Yang was just a nouveau riche with a few smelly coins. This kind of person had a lot of money, but they were all mentally ill.
"A hundred thousand apiece!"
Words would not stop until one was shocked to death!
Everyone was stunned.
"You wouldn't be afraid to answer, right?" Zhang Yang suddenly sneered as he stared at Dao Ba, who was stunned on the spot.
However, the baldy shivered. He didn't know what kind of emotion he should be feeling. He could already tell that Young Master Zhang was using money to smash Dao Ba to death!
However, he wanted to weakly tell Zhang Yang, Young Master Zhang, you should just use the money to hit me, just hit me!
They had never seen anyone in a hurry to give money to another person!
When those who had come to their senses looked at Zhang Yang, there was no admiration in their eyes. Instead, they looked at him with collective disdain!
"Young Master Zhang, are you serious?" Dao Ba's face was grave, but his heart was pounding. He hoped that this was true, but he also hoped that Zhang Yang would change his mind.
It was not that he was worried that he wouldn't win, but if he won a round of 100,000, then he would have 10 games left, whether he won or lost, he would have to have a low bet of 1 million. Although Dao Ba had been around for a few years and did quite well, he wouldn't be able to put out 1 million in cash.
"Chi!"
Zhang Yang suddenly sneered and glanced at Dao Ba with disdain, "Look at you, you can't even take out 1 million. Zhang Yang suddenly sneered and glanced at Dao Ba with extreme disdain," Look at you, you can't even take out 1 million.
After hearing him say so, Dao Ba was both embarrassed and angry. He breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, he secretly sneered.
"10,000, I'll take it!"
"Hmph, at least you're a bit stubborn."
Zhang Yang looked at him with disdain again. He looked at the bald man and said, "The victories and losses here are determined by the number of wins and losses, and the number of wins and losses is determined by the number of coins!"
"Cough, cough, cough …" The baldy violently coughed a few times, thinking, isn't this the same? Just as he was about to answer, Dao Ba's voice rushed over.
"Our rule is to use money to count. It's not a competition, so what's the use of winning with numbers?"
"Alright!" Zhang Yang happily agreed. He didn't say any more nonsense and directly started the ball.
Following that, there were no surprises. Zhang Yang's ball game could be described as a complete mess. Dao Ba also completely dispelled the last sliver of worry in his heart.
Very soon, Dao Ba cleared the table, leaving only the black No. 8 ball.
Dao Ba's face was filled with excitement. With the staff in his hand, it was as if he was alive. With a "pa" sound, Number Eight rolled around at a uniform speed towards the bottom of the bag.
Everyone shook their heads in regret. They knew that Zhang Yang would definitely lose this round, without any exceptions, but they still held onto a glimmer of hope. Everyone's eyes were all staring at the Mother Ball that was rolling.
Creak!
Just as the Mother Ball was about to fall into the bag, it suddenly shook a few times and stopped!
This... What kind of rhythm was this!
Dao Ba also couldn't understand this extremely strange scene. He couldn't help but rub his eyes and subconsciously shouted, "How is this possible?!"
He was very clear about the strength of his pole. If he had been moving at the same speed as the eighth ball, he would have definitely been able to put his bag down. How could he have stopped at the pocket.
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
However, the truth was right before his eyes. It was hard for him not to admit it.
"Hahahahaha!"
While everyone was in a daze, Zhang Yang's unbridled and arrogant voice rang out. That proud look of his really made everyone want to pounce on him and stomp on him a few times.
Luck!
Everyone could not help but think of these two words. Other than luck, there was no other explanation.
Everyone looked at Zhang Yang strangely.
"How is it?" Zhang Yang patted the bald guy's shoulder and shamelessly said, "If I say we can win, we can win! Now you believe in my skills. "
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F * ck me!
Is this your technique? It doesn't matter at all.
Amidst the satisfied laughter, Zhang Yang slightly moved his baseball bat. Although his posture was still ugly, it was so wonderful when the No. 8 ball fell into the bag.
"Take out the money!"
Turning around to face Dao Ba's ashen face, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand with a smile. It was very brilliant!