C47 Don't Fall into My Hands

Clang! The sound of the impact interrupted Hee Zhuolun and Bai Haocheng's conversation. The red ball on the table was hit by the white ball and quickly rolled into the hole.

"Not only does his posture look correct, his aim is accurate, and he also knows how to control his strength, as well as how to hit the ball. It can be seen that Mr Lang is not a novice, and is not someone who only plays billiards normally."

Chai Tinghee suddenly felt admiration for this man.

Although his temperament was very good, but he also had the temperament of a man who had been raised into a rich man's pet since childhood. However, a person who had been trained to be a pretty boy's face only knew how to seduce or tie up their master; it was impossible for them to know so many skills.

A smile flashed across Hee Zhuolun's eyes: "Now that's interesting."

If he were to play with someone who couldn't play billiards, there was no point in winning.

Bai Haocheng was extremely moved when he saw that Lang Yan could even knock a blocked billiard ball into the hole on the table, "Wow, he consecutively scored fifteen points."

With this advanced technique, it would not be difficult for him to catch up with Hee Zhuolun.

Jin Shuyan and the others who were playing games at the side all stopped and came over: "In the future, Zhuolun will not worry about not having people to play pool."

They would never be abused to the point that they could no longer afford to lose their physical body. Because of this, Hee Zhuolun would rarely play pool with them, but it was very lonely for him to not be able to find an opponent.

Lang Yan scored the last ball, the waiter immediately helped him arrange the ball and started the third round.

When the billiard ball was broken up, Bai Haocheng immediately asked softly. Zhuolun, do you want me to call an ambulance for you right now? "

The billiard ball on the table was now almost at the edge of the hole or aimed at the hole. With good skill, the ball would surely be able to be thrown into the hole.

Hee Zhuolun said softly.

This person called Lang Yan had truly surprised him time and time again, and had even given him a feeling of omnipotence.

When the last black ball entered the hole, Lang Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief. He raised up the stage to look at Hee Zhuolun, and smiled slightly: "I admit it."

This was the first time he had been serious since he had started playing pool, and also the only time he had ever been nervous, because he didn't want to be played to death by Hee Zhuolun.

Bai Haocheng whistled happily. "Lang Yan, I didn't think that you could play billiards so well, I was worried for you for nothing just now."

Everyone looked at Lang Yan with admiration.

Hee Zhuolun was willing to admit defeat: "Speak, what do you want me to do?"

"How refreshing." Lang Yan walked over to Hee Zhuolun's side, suppressed his voice to the lowest possible level, and whispered a few words into Hee Zhuolun's ear.

After Hee Zhuolun heard this, his face immediately darkened to the point that it could even be described as terrifying. Moreover, it looked as if they wanted to pinch Lang Yan to death.

Lang Yan smiled and made a inviting gesture: "Please."

"Next, don't fall into my hands." Hee Zhuolun turned and left with a cold face.

Bai Haocheng hurriedly walked over and asked: "Lang Yan, where exactly do you want Zhuolun to go?"

He saw Hee Zhuolun walk into the bathroom and continued: "You aren't going to let Zhuolun eat sh * t, right?"

Everyone: "..."

Lang Yan smiled slightly: "You guys just need to secretly follow and see, then you'll know."