People who often play billiards know that this is an accident and cannot blame Zhao Dong at all. However, this kind of thing can only be seen by searching for the collection of unexpected highlights on the Internet. Unexpectedly, it can also appear in reality. Looking at the miserable appearance of the red hair, everyone remembered a word, "It hurts!" This is really hurt.

"How are you?" Huangmao held Hongmao and sat down on the sofa next to him. He was grinning himself, as if he was in pain.

"Fuck... Fuck me!" Hongmao finally let out a breath of turbid air and calmed down. Although it was still extremely painful, it was still acceptable to endure it.

Huangmao suddenly had the urge to laugh at this time. His friend's luck was so heartless that he could encounter such things, and he couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face.

"Fuck me, I'm still laughing." The red hair saw the meaning of the yellow hair's expression at a glance, and couldn't help but curse.

It would be fine if he didn't scold him. Everyone knew that his scolding was not a big deal. He suddenly felt that this matter was so lucky that he burst into laughter.

Huangmao held back her heart and smiled, patted Hongmao on the shoulder, and said, "You take a break first, I'll go and see Zhenzhong play ball." Then he came to the pool table again.

At this time, Li Zhenzhong began to hit the ball. Zhao Dong did not hit his own ball directly, so he was punished. This time he could hit two shots in a row, and the ball on the table was still so loose and looked so easy to play. He almost cleared all the balls in these two shots.

"Bow", a crisp sound of hitting the ball sounded, and the hit ball rolled straight towards the pocket. Su Zhenzhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Judging from the ball's route, the ball must have entered.

But before he could finish his breath, he was stunned again, because he obviously felt that the route of the ball seemed to be biased again. When he reached the bag, he walked around and stopped again.

"Fuck!" Su Zhenzhong cursed, then took a breath, and it was his link. At this time, he didn't think about the position of the cue ball, and then hit the ball at the pocket.

"Bao..." Su Zhenzhong seemed to want to vent his depression with this shot, so he used great strength.

Even a fool can score the ball in the pocket, so Su Zhenzhong has no reason to not score the ball, but Su Zhenzhong becomes a fool at this time. The ball did enter the pocket, but it hit the edge of the inside, and then bounced up suddenly. Then... the yellow hair screamed, and he followed the red hair's footsteps, but it didn't hit him right now, and it hit him directly in the face.

"Fuck!" Huangmao shouted while covering her face. This time, the redmao, who was covering her belly, started to laugh first. However, after just laughing twice, he was oh-so-stricken with his belly. The feeling of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh is hard to bear.

All the people in the billiards hall laughed wildly. One accident was already funny enough. Now there have been two accidents in a row, which is a rare and rare event in a century.

Ruan Xue held it hard at first, but at this time she couldn't help it and giggled while covering her mouth.

It was very depressed that the red and yellow hair were beaten, but the most depressing thing was Su Zhenzhong. He didn't score such a simple ball, and he didn't score a goal under the connection. This was not his usual level. Fortunately, Zhao Dong didn't seem to have any chance, which made him feel a little more at ease.

Zhao Dong seemed to mind at all. He hit another bang in the past, and then left Su Zhenzhong with a good cue ball.

"Grandma, I can't be anxious. The more I'm anxious, the less I can't make it." Su Zhenzhong reminded himself secretly in his heart, and then took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. However, he is not a professional player, and even if he is a real professional player, if there is a fluctuation in his heart, it will not be so easy to adjust, let alone him, a pure amateur player.

"Bao!" The ball was hit, and it seemed to be quite accurate, but the ball was still browsing around the bag and then bounced out, as if it was a little bit worse.

"Bang!" Zhao Dong's big mask pole.

"Bao!" Su Zhenzhong's shot didn't make it.

"Bang!" It's still a big mask pole.

"Bao!" still didn't enter.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang..."

When several consecutive balls were not in, Su Zhenzhong's face turned green. Those balls looked so easy. They could not get in without aiming at them. Today, they could not get the ball into the bag no matter what. They could still play calmly in front, but behind him was also influenced by Zhao Dong, and he was really frustrated. He was like Zhao Dong, and he used a lot of strength to play every shot.

Su Zhenzhong is really going crazy. Even if he can't play billiards, he can't get one after playing so many shots. However, he, a person who is famous in this pool hall, has not scored a single goal yet. Even Zhao Dong only scored one goal and has not won him yet, but he can't afford to lose this person. Now he actually has an idea, hoping that Zhao Dong will score those two goals sooner, so that he will be relieved.

The people watching the fun in the billiards hall were all looking at each other. Su Zhenzhong and Zhao Dong were like two people who could not play at all, and if it were Zhao Dong, it would be fine. His level was not very good at first, but Su Zhenzhong was like this, which was simply incredible.

Most of the people in the billiards hall were friendly with Su Zhenzhong, and at this time they reminded Su Zhenzhong or cheered Su Zhenzhong up.

"Zhenzhong, keep calm, you're too anxious now."

"Zhenzhong, he can't score, you'll just take a chance."

But in Su Zhenzhong's ears, these kind words of advice were simply a great irony! His heart was like a ball full of breath, and he was still breathing in. He really felt like he was going crazy and couldn't help but shout hysterically: "Stop it all!" Then another shot, but he still didn't make it.

And those who watched the fun were not talking too much, but they still hoped that Gong Zhenzhong would get in as soon as possible.

Now every time he doesn't score, he will sprinkle a handful of salt on the wound in Su Zhenzhong's heart. He wants to throw the ball away and not hit it, but now he is already a tiger. He has to finish this ball. He wants to admit defeat but can't open his mouth. If he wants Zhao Dong to win, Zhao Dong just doesn't make the torture and torture, with his heart as a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, it is really unbearable.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, when he hit another shot, the ball bounced a few times and was actually in his pocket.

"I'm in! I'm in!" The red and yellow hair no longer felt pain at this time, but they also suppressed for a long time. Seeing Su Zhenzhong scored a goal, they screamed excitedly, rushed over and gave Su Zhenzhong a warm hug.

The others also shouted in surprise and congratulated him.

But Su Zhenzhong's expression was quite strange at this time, and he raised his hands and shouted: "I'm in!"
Chapter completed!