"Boss, what happened to you!" Two men in vests hurried over to support him. Boss Huang steadied himself, still shaken, and glanced at Qin Hao, only to find the latter smiling as if the terrifying scene just now had been an illusion.

What's going on!

Boss Huang was extremely confused because he had just seen Qin Hao's expression change dramatically, and even colder illusions appeared before his eyes...

"Screw it, whatever!"

Boss Huang couldn't take it anymore, picked up the cue stick, went to the pool table, bent over, aimed, his movements still as precise as before.

"We're doomed!"

Shirley wailed internally, holding her phone with her father's number on the screen.

As long as the call came through, she would immediately dial back. With her father's means, he would surely find her.

In this, Shirley was both relieved and utterly distressed: Indeed, it seems I'm going to disappoint my father again!

"Watch the shot!"

Boss Huang shouted but didn't immediately shoot.

Strangely enough, he felt incredibly stiff, with a small ache between his brows, and more importantly, the terrifying expression of Qin Hao kept flickering before his eyes.

"What's going on!"

The longer the stalemate lasted, the more flustered Boss Huang became, realizing his hand was shaking, a fatal mistake in billiards.

However, no matter how he tried to adjust, the fear inside him and the stiffness of his body wouldn't fade.

"Boss?"

The two henchmen looked at him with puzzled eyes, wondering why their boss, who was doing fine, wouldn't shoot even after aiming at the ball.

Could it be the tension before victory?

Boss Huang had his own troubles. Just then, he heard Qin Hao's laughter: "Haha, Boss Huang, are you not planning to win? I've been waiting here so long my legs are getting weak!"

"Even this idiot dares to mock me? Do it!"

Boss Huang couldn't stand it any longer and forcefully pushed the cue.

Tap!

The cue ball shot out but missed the intended seven-ball, grazing past and hitting the table edge, reflecting back.

"Damn it!"

Boss Huang angrily tossed the cue stick onto the ground, and the two henchmen quickly went over to comfort him.

"Boss, don't worry, this kid's a novice. What can he do if we give him a chance?"

"Yeah, Boss, as long as you keep your cool, we'll definitely have the foreign horse tonight!"

"You're right."

Boss Huang reluctantly took a deep breath, watching Qin Hao with a cue stick walking to the table.

"Hao!"

Shirley was extremely nervous, calling out to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao turned around, smiling faintly: "Don't worry."

Just two simple words, yet full of confidence.

Shirley couldn't help but be puzzled. Why would someone playing pool for the first time be so confident?

Forget it, let's trust him this once.

Shirley didn't really believe Qin Hao could do it but held onto hope and refrained from dialing the phone.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Hao bent over again to aim, his posture seemingly two degrees more refined than before.

"Hey, acting all pretentious!"

After what happened before, Boss Huang wasn't nervous but full of scorn.

"Novice, no matter how much you fake it, you're still trash!"

"I advise you to stop playing, surrender obediently and at least keep some dignity!"

The two henchmen also launched verbal attacks.

Amidst various voices, Qin Hao's cue sent the white ball gently rolling out. It struck the seven-ball, which went into the pocket.

"What!"

The faces of the three vest men changed slightly. They truly did not expect Qin Hao to actually make the shot!

"What lucky dog!"

Boss Huang cursed, convinced it was just luck. After all, even a beginner could sink a ball or two, no matter how clumsy.

However, what happened next plunged his mood into despair.

Whizz!

The cue ball shot quickly, sending the twelve-ball into the pocket.

Whizz!

The thirteen-ball deflected and followed suit.

Whizz!

The cue ball hit the fourteen-ball into the pocket, its remaining force striking the fifteen-ball.

The fifteen-ball slowly rolled toward the pocket...

Tap!

The sound of balls colliding echoed, and the fifteen-ball unbelievably went in as well!

Silence!

Absolute silence!

Boss Huang was dumbfounded, the two henchmen were dumbfounded, even the anxious Shirley was dumbfounded.

Even quite a few onlookers were dumbfounded!

What happened, why did the balls disappear so quickly?

This was the question in everyone's mind.

Earlier, Qin Hao sank the balls one after another, taking no more than two seconds.

In just two seconds, he fully mastered the posture, aim, design, and thought out the angles?

Could this person be a freak!

Finally, a bystander realized: "Damn, this pool hall actually has such a master?"

"Even professional level isn't this exaggerated, right?"

"Damn, I just came to see Boss Huang win, but ended up watching a stunning reversal!"

Some bystanders' exclamations awakened the three vest men.

"Boss..."

Yin the Third's voice was very light, appearing extremely cautious.

Just then, the smile on Boss Huang's face vanished, replaced by a twisted expression.

He muttered to himself, "Impossible, it can't be like this. He's clearly a novice..."

From afar, Qin Hao waved and said, "You fool, I said I'm a beginner, not a novice."

He was naturally quick-witted, a genius in martial arts, making billiards techniques as simple as learning ABCD for him.

Although it was his first time playing, he felt winning against these amateurs was doable.

Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, Boss Huang's twisted face showed wide eyes: "A beginner? Are you saying you just learned it on the spot?"

"No! That can't be true, you must be an expert! You were pretending all along!"

He was extremely unbalanced, having trained for years to reach his level, while the other surpassed him in one go?

This feels like a ghost story!

Shirley also didn't believe Qin Hao's nonsense. Just watching someone play made you this good? She asked herself and knew she couldn't do it. This was simply something a human shouldn't be able to do.

But whatever, as long as we win!

Suddenly, the gloom in Shirley's heart dissipated, replaced by brightness and clarity.

Overjoyed, a smile returned to her face, and she looked at Qin Hao with a newfound gleam in her eyes.

No matter if others didn't believe, Qin Hao couldn't help it. He was too lazy to explain and said languidly, "Since I won, it's time to fulfill your promise."

Then, he winked at Shirley, suggesting, "Princess, aren't you coming over to wait for someone to kneel?"

Shirley was very pleased. She had long wanted to punish this gang of thugs, and now that the chance had come, how could she not seize it?

She immediately walked over, head held high, gaze down below, exuding noble aura, like a queen awaiting the subjects' kneeling.

"Boss!"

Now, the two henchmen were anxious, both with reddened eyes looking at Boss Huang.

The three of them had been mingling here for so long but had never suffered such a blow.

If they really knelt, how could they show face in this entertainment hall again?

Boss Huang thought for a while and finally gritted his teeth, shouting, "Damn it, I won't kneel, what can you do!"

In the end, he chose to break his promise.

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