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Knock, knock, knock!

The mother ball bounced back and forth on the table three times, and on the last bounce, accidentally, hit the large patterned ball. Immediately afterwards, the large patterned ball was seen to be knocked around, wobbling as if it might stop at any mument, yet it just didn't stop, it just rolled towards the hole.

Snap!

The ball went in!

"Swish!" Everyone's eyes were dead on Wendell's face, they couldn't understand how this ball, how Wendell could have scored in this way.

Of course, if for the expert, this ball was not very difficult, the angle was too high, the mother ball was not in line with the ball of the big pattern and the hole, this would not have been a problem, on the contrary, for many people, hitting a straight ball rather than a ball with some angle was not as great.

What surprised the crowd, therefore, was the careless attitude of Wendell when he hit the ball. When he hit the ball, he didn't even seem to look at it, he just hit it casually and it went in!

What was this?

Was it a demonstration, or was it to show off his superb skills?

When the onlookers saw Larry's ironic face, they instantly understreat that this young man, who looked ordinary but was in fact a supreme master, was punching his opponent in the face!

When the crowd thought back, this was indeed the case.

This gentle-looking guy in gla_ses had won a dozen games in a row against teenagers, so even if he was a gambler, he wouldn't have shown no mercy at all. You know, since they are here to play, they must be acquaintances, or even acquaintances and friends. For one's friend, the hit was so vicious, no mercy at all, then the other party must be returning the favour.

Only, I'm afraid that the svelte fellow couldn't even have imagined that the teenagers from the other side would have such a powerful expert. It seemed that if this svelte fellow hadn't pushed the other into a corner, they wouldn't have been so unforgiving in the face.

At this time, the crowd's gaze towards Larry again became somewhat contemptuous.

Fake gentleman!

This thought popped up in everyone's mind.

In fact, for these onlookers, they had just been attracted by Larry's skills, which was why they had overlooked his swagger and overreach, or rather, they had deliberately not paid attention to his swagger.

But now that a master with higher skills than Larry's had suddenly appeared, or even higher than the same level at all, the crowd's eyes naturally shifted from Larry's body, and only at this time did they have time to think about what Larry had just done.

"Snap!"

Wendell, however, was indifferent, as if it was not himself who hit the ball, his movements were still as slow as ever, but none of them dared to continue to underestimate him anymore.

At this time, some people were even thinking about the ball that was almost in a desperate situation just now, being surrounded by three balls in the middle, was there really nothing Wendell could do?

Subconsciously, everyone thought that Wendell must have had a solution at that time, but he had deliberately given Larry a chance and thus let him give up the victory in hand for nothing again, a pain that was a hundred times more powerful than Wendell's outright win.

But did Wendell really think that way? Can he really score a desperate goal like that? This was a question that everyone was puzzled by.

And at that mument, the person in question, Wendell, had already dropped his eyes on the Black Eight.

The situation could not be clearer now, as Wendell had left the mother ball in a great position, the mother ball, the black eight, and the hole in the middle, were in a completely straight line, and all very close to each other. Even a beginner could definitely hit the ball in easily.

Wendell smiled faintly and gently pushed out his club.

"Pop!"

The black eight was in!

Wendell had won the first game cleanly.

"Sorry, I won by accident!" Wendell came in front of Larry with a smile on his face and slowly extended his hand for money.

Larry's face changed, and in the end, he gave Wendell a fierce glare, took out a thousand from his wallet and handed it over.

"Dare you have another game? Maybe I was lucky just now!" Wendell used the same excitement method, moreover, his excitement method seemed more direct and retarded than Larry's, and anyone who was not a fool could see it.

However, Wendell looked at Larry with a smile on his face as if he was not aware of it.

"Crazy, high!" Liam, however, understreat Wendell's intention, Larry was definitely a villain, as the saying goes, a wolf in the son's lineage, when he gains power, he goes wild! Larry was exactly such a person, moreover, he also wanted to put gold on his face and to save face while being wild.

Since this is the case, Wendell pointed out his weakness: don't you want to save face, don't you know how to provoke people? I'm also going to provoke you now, and it's a blatant and unconcerned provocation, if you still want to save face, then keep coming. If you don't fight…… are you still a man who wants to save face? How else can you hold up your head as a person in the future?

The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.

Some of the onlookers also reacted and looked at Larry.

"Promise him, young man, what does it matter if you fight again!"

"That's right, you guys said before that the fight would only be over after ten games, it's only one game now, you're not afraid, are you? The original young man who fought you lost more than ten games in a row!"

……

A sound of coaxing made Larry's face turn blue, after a long time, he nodded and laughed, "Fine, then continue."

Wendell smiled faintly and snapped his fingers, asking the waiter to set the ball up.

"This time, it's my turn to tee off, right?" Wendell smiled faintly and in a flash, he bent down and struck a pose that was as graceful as it could be.

"Pop!"

The first time he teed off, the mother ball rushed out with a bang. Immediately afterwards, the crowd saw a scene that left them dumbfounded, only to see that the white ball, as if it had grown eyes, crashed into the first ball with a small pattern, followed by bouncing on the edge of the table and hitting the second and third……

1 tee shot, but five balls in!

The crowd scrambled and rubbed their eyes, finding it hard to imagine that this was true. No one had ever heard of anyone being able to hit five balls on the first shot off the tee, it was like a dream!

Not only those onlookers, but even Larry, Liam, and Helen, who had not said anything, froze at the same time, this scene was just a little too shocking.

However, this was not the end of it. It was as if Wendell was deliberately trying to show off his skills. For the remaining balls as well as a black eight, he changed three positions in a row, reversing the shot, backing the shot, and for the last black eight, he even closed his eyes and scored it with one shot!

Martinll of stars!

Larry, whose skills were straight up to the professional level, was actually won by Wendell with a full star!

And at this time, Wendell's hand was already out, "Sorry, another thousand!"

To be continued....