"Are you crazy in the head?"

The speaker was Yin the Third. He really didn't expect to encounter someone like this. Not once did he strike, and yet he dared to play against Boss Huang? Isn't this pure suicide!

Boss Huang was also shocked, but quickly became boundlessly arrogant: "Hahaha, little brother, you've got guts. Just for that courage, I'll treat your foreign girl well tonight!"

In billiards, who makes the first move needs to break first. For a skilled player, making the first move represents the chance to take the lead, often increasing chances of winning.

Boss Huang understood this deeply, and his confidence swelled to the extreme.

He didn't hesitate, bending down with one hand resting on the table as a support, while the other hand held the end of the cue stick. With a gentle push, the cue slowly moved back and forth, seemingly aiming.

One must admit, Boss Huang's posture was very standard, almost textbook-like.

Seeing him like this, Shirley still maintained her icy demeanor on the surface, but her heart had turned cold: "Damn, are we really going to lose? Do I have to call him Brother Tom after all?"

She was very unwilling, but could only watch everything happen helplessly.

"Kid, watch closely!"

Boss Huang gave a smug smile and pushed the cue in his hand, striking the cue ball.

Whoosh!

The cue ball shot out quickly, hitting the arranged cluster of balls. Instantly, the cluster scattered all over, and each ball's trajectory was very chaotic, but one ball, number three, accurately went into the corner pocket.

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"Boss, your billiard skills are amazing!"

The two subordinates clapped wildly, kissing ass, making Boss Huang grin from ear to ear, though he felt a bit of thrill: luckily the first shot hit!

Although he was skilled, he was ultimately an amateur and wasn't very good at breaking. Now the first shot hit, it seemed luck was on his side.

"Finish it in one go!"

Encouraging himself inwardly, Boss Huang bent down again, pushed the cue, and struck a four-ball into the middle pocket.

"Seven points! Boss rocks!"

Yin the Third exclaimed loudly, provocatively glancing at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao frowned, internally complaining: "Man, looks like I've exaggerated my skills?"

There are many ways to play billiards, but the amateur way is mostly based on points rather than balls.

Having pocketed two balls, one worth three points and the other four, Boss Huang tallied up to seven points, a clear situation.

Due to the good opening, Boss Huang seemed to find the feel for the game again, subsequently pocketing the 8, 6, and 2 balls, bringing the score to twenty-three points.

There are a total of fifteen balls, with points progressing from one to fifteen, totaling one hundred twenty points.

Boss Huang felt the score was still too low and couldn't resist the temptation to hit a ten-point corner ball. Its position was extremely tricky, impossible to pocket directly, requiring a ricochet shot.

Wanting to sleep with the foreign maid for more points, Boss Huang decided to take the risk and pushed the cue forcefully.

Thud!

The cue ball shot out swiftly, after colliding, causing the ten-ball to deflect, heading toward the pocket.

"It's going in!"

Boss Huang was overjoyed, but that ball hit the edge of the pocket and deflected back to the middle of the table.

"Alas, what a pity!"

The three tank-top guys sighed regretfully, becoming slightly tense.

After all, the stakes were very high, and although Qin Hao's skills might be zero, they were still a bit worried.

"Looks like it's my turn!"

Qin Hao casually walked over, picked up the billiard cue, and stood beside the table. Bending down, he made quick and fierce moves, pushing the cue with surprising speed and precision.

"What!"

Boss Huang jumped in fright, cursing: "Kid, are you pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? How can you say you haven't played billiards with moves like that?"

He was sure the opponent's moves were experienced, even seemingly as standard as his own?

Shirley was delighted: "Turns out the perv seems to have some skills!"

Qin Hao looked innocent and said, "I just learned your moves from earlier!"

Boss Huang cursed: "You're bullshitting! You think you can learn by just looking, are you a prodigy or something!"

"Bastard! Despicable!"

"Kid, you're playing tricks, that's shameless!"

The other two tank-top guys cursed and shouted on the side, trying to disturb Qin Hao.

Qin Hao shook his head speechlessly, dismissing all distractions, focusing solely on a seven-ball.

In an instant, various scenes flashed through his mind. The angle, speed of the cue ball's movement, and the rolling path of the seven-ball were all calculated clearly.

"Seems kind of simple?"

Qin Hao muttered, then suddenly pushed with force.

Whoosh!

The cue ball moved swiftly, too fast to be seen, shooting off the billiard table like a cannonball, hitting a wall ten meters away before falling down.

Thud-thud-thud...

The sound of the billiard ball rolling slowly dissipated into the distance, leaving the three tank-top guys stunned, not expecting Qin Hao's strength to be so great.

Can you hit the ball this far? Kid, are you planning to shoot the sun?

Then they snapped back and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, kid, you're killing me with laughter!"

"Is this billiards or are you kicking a football goal?"

"Seems you were right, you really don't know anything!"

Shirley stomped her foot in frustration, finding it hard to maintain her cool aloofness, and said angrily, "Hao, what are you doing!"

"Uh!"

Qin Hao patted the cue helplessly and said, "Everything else is fine, just haven't quite mastered the strength yet..."

This wasn't an excuse; he was sure the shot angle was perfect. If he hit the cue ball normally, the seven-point ball would definitely go in.

But, his body was full of Inner Strength, and inadvertently, a bit leaked into his hand, causing this outcome.

Yin the Third eagerly retrieved the cue ball, and Boss Huang set up the ball in the most ideal position, laughed and said: "Kid, you broke the rules, don't blame me for not going easy!"

Chuckling, he pushed the cue, pocketing the ten-point ball.

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"Boss, you're flying high!"

With the cheering from his two subordinates, Boss Huang felt good as usual, repeatedly pocketing all kinds of colored balls, and the score soared to 59.

As of now, there were five balls left on the table. Namely: 15, 14, 13, 12, 7...

These balls scored high, and as long as Boss Huang casually pocketed one, he could secure his victory.

At this crucial moment, he became very nervous, because, if he made another shot, the beautiful foreign maid would be his for the night.

He was sure among all the women he had experienced, none could compare to the foreign maid.

Therefore, he didn't dare to make a hasty move.

"Hey, kid, seems like you're out of luck!"

To relieve his nerves, Boss Huang arrogantly smirked at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao waved his hand: "Not necessarily!"

Saying that, his expression changed, releasing his killing intent.

In an instant, Boss Huang turned pale, stepping back hurriedly.

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