The pile of red balls exploded.

But what is different from before is that even though they dispersed, not a single red ball rolled toward the hole.

Zhiye looked a little flustered.

Chen Fan took his time and collected the balls one by one.

Zhiye put down the cue and pressed both hands on the edge of the table, exerting force, trying to use his inner strength to prevent Chen Fan from scoring.

But even if he pushed his dark energy to the extreme, he couldn't affect Chen Fan in the slightest.

Unless he is completely shameless and simply smashes the table to pieces with his hands.

But doing so is not only disrespectful to the rules, but also a provocation to Chen Fan...

He didn't dare. If he really wanted to do this, he was afraid that Chen Fan would slap him to death.

Before coming, Shen Tinghao had told him some of Chen Fan's deeds. This person could defeat even a martial arts master, but he was only at the Huajin level.

If it weren't for the favor of Shen Tinghao, the eldest son of the Shen family, he would not dare to provoke Chen Fan.

Of course, even if you are a warrior, you have to follow rules. Playing ball is another matter.

Chen Fan completely ignored Zhiye's actions and scored the goal unhurriedly.

The round ended quickly.

The score was three to one.

Shen Tinghao's face became more and more gloomy, and his followers all fell silent.

The situation has become absolutely obvious. Not only will Zhiye lose, but he will lose miserably.

His face twitched violently, and Zhi Ye's urge to smash the pool table into pieces became stronger and stronger, but he did not dare to do it after all.

"It's wonderful. It's really pleasing to the eye. This little devil doesn't want to talk anymore?"

Wu Chaoyang said with a smile.

Fang Qiong kept remembering the points, looking at Chen Fan with a dull expression, his eyes sparkled, and he was a little crazy.

This man not only has an extraordinary status, but his demeanor is also far from ordinary.

It would be great if he could take a fancy to her... Unfortunately, this thought was only in her mind.

For these top figures in society, let alone a low-level starlet, even a big star who has become famous will not be looked down upon.

Didn’t you see that there are so many female stars who want to join the wealthy family but can’t?

She didn't dare to ask for anything, she just wanted to wait for the right time and ask Chen Fan to help her solve the trouble caused by that young master Guan.

Chen Fan put up his club, looked at Shen Tinghao, and said, "Young Master Shen, do you want to continue?"

"Sure, why not continue?"

Shen Tinghao was still unwilling to give in, and said through gritted teeth: "Win five out of nine games. You have only won three games, and there are still two games left."

"Okay." Chen Fan didn't care about this.

Wu Chaoyang smiled and said: "Young Master Shen, this is a bit ungraceful. It's obvious that you will lose, but you still insist on doing something. Don't you think it's a waste of time?"

"Since it's a competition, what's wrong with deciding the winner?"

Shen Tinghao hummed.

Wu Chaoyang shrugged and said, "Young Master Shen, you must lose ugly, and that's up to you!"

Shen Tinghao stopped talking with a cold face.

"How about this? Mr. Zhiye will hit ten shots in a row. As long as he can score, I will lose. What do you think, Mr. Shen?"

Seeing that Shen Tinghao was still quarreling with Wu Chaoyang, Chen Fan chuckled and suddenly spoke again.

Originally, since Shen Tinghao insisted, he didn't care about it.

But Shen Tinghao was now anxious and didn't want to save any face for Wu Chaoyang. Chen Fan was moved in his heart and simply said this.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Tinghao's face turned dark.

Too arrogant and looking down on others.

If you let your opponent hit ten shots in a row, do you really think Zhiye is a three-year-old child?

Are you still sure that Shibano can't score a goal?

Zhiye didn't understand Daxia dialect very well, but he could still understand the basics, and he still understood it. He was shocked and angry when he heard the words.

"Baga..." He couldn't help but cursed.

Chen Fan said leisurely: "Originally, Mr. Shen, you are already destined to lose, but you still persist and refuse to give up. Then I have to break your last bit of luck and let you know that the sky is the limit!"

Without waiting for the dark-faced Shen Tinghao to answer, he said to Zhiye: "Mr. Zhiye, please, you can play ten shots in a row. Even if I score any ball, including the cue ball, I will lose."

After saying that, he smiled at Shen Tinghao and said, "When the time comes, I will offer the Changchun Pot with both hands."

Shen Tinghao was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He is the dignified eldest son of the Shen family, is he shameless?

Regardless of whether he agreed or not, his face was thrown to the ground today and let Chen Fan step on it and rub it.

Even if he wins in this way, his face will be dull.

Zhiye was also very angry. He stared at Chen Fan angrily.

However, Shen Tinghao's followers felt that this was an opportunity and began to persuade him.

It doesn't matter if Shen Tinghao agrees there, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't agree.

"This guy is so arrogant, Mr. Zhiye, he has already lost anyway, let him pay a price!"

One of the attendants said indignantly.

"Yes, Mr. Shibano, let's play ball!"

Another follower also saw that Shen Tinghao was riding a tiger, and took the initiative to persuade Zhiye.

Zhiye gritted his teeth, his expression changed, and he took the club and teed off.

He knew that he had lost according to the original bet, but he was shameless enough.

Since we have already lost so miserably, it is better to accept Chen Fan's humiliating conditions and just get what Young Master Shen wants, which is embarrassing, than getting nothing at all.

He gritted his teeth and drove the ball, using all his strength.

With a snap, the cue ball plunged into the pile of red balls.

Then, there was a click, and the club in his hand shattered.

He struck out in anger, using so much force that the high-end golf club in his hand was worn out.

The pile of exploded red balls scattered a little, but all the red balls seemed to be blocked by an invisible net. They rolled away a little distance and then stopped moving.

"Not bad, come again!"

Chen Fan said with a smile.

Throwing away the broken club, Shibano replaced it with another one and continued.

With a snap, he activated his inner energy, trying to break through the obstruction of Chen Fan's inner energy.

But in the end it's all in vain.

The second shot, the third shot...

Zhiye made up his mind and pushed hard in the same direction, just to get the red ball he selected into the hole.

However, when he hit the fourth shot, Chen Fan gently tapped his fingers with his hand on the edge of the table.

The red ball suddenly spun and deflected into the distance.

Zhiye's eyes were red.

He was well-known in the martial arts world of Sakura Country and was a master, but here he was played by Chen Fan in this way and was beaten to pieces.

He was about to cry. If his fellow disciples found out, he would become a joke and even be ordered to commit suicide...

He started over and continued hitting shot after shot.

Right up until the final tenth shot was missed, Zhiye almost burst into tears. He lost his club and felt like he was mourning.

Chen Fan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhiye, it seems that what you are good at is nothing more than this!"

Zhi gritted her teeth, but in the end she didn't dare to say harsh words.

Wu Chaoyang laughed and clapped: "Wonderful, it's really wonderful."

"There are so many balls on the table. Even a three-year-old kid can score one or two if he tries his luck. Isn't this kid inferior to a three-year-old kid?"

His mockery of Zhiye was not polite at all.

"Young Master Shen, you won't insist on this time, right?"

As he spoke, he winked at Shen Tinghao and asked.

Shen Tinghao turned around and walked out.

"Hey, Mr. Shen, don't forget the bet you lost. I don't think you're cheating, right?"

Wu Chaoyang reminded again.

Shen Tinghao paused, turned back and stared at Chen Fan, and said: "When you cash it out, call me. Remember, it must be on condition that it does not harm the interests of the Shen family."

Chen Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Shen, I won't let you do anything that harms the interests of the Shen family."

Shen Tinghao snorted and said, "Let's wait and see."

After saying that, he went out and walked away.
Chapter completed!