1522. Chapter One Thousand Five Hundred and Twenty Two To Make Money
After playing for a few games, Pan Xiaoqing was beaten to the point of being beaten to no aura. This woman is really a master. She can easily clear the table. She is also worthy of her name as a master among masters.
"Liuzi, it depends on you whether I can clean up this little bitch today."
Taking advantage of the excuse to go to the bathroom, Chen Fan squatted and said to Xiao Liuzi who was standing on the windowsill waiting to go on stage.
The third scene.
Just like before, Pan Xiaoqing scored all the balls, 12345678, then she made a charming move, pushed it quietly, and the last one slowly and evenly rolled towards the hole.
Pan Xiaoqing knew this trajectory too well and turned around and showed a playful smile at Chen Fan. Indeed, she was just an arrogant little bitch.
Chen Fan ignored him and looked down at the ball. The ball slowly walked to the bottom hole, and stopped.
The yellow No. 9 ball stopped at the entrance, and stopped only less than two millimeters from the entrance.
Pan Xiaoqing's smile froze instantly, her face turned pale, and she was completely confused.
The force is small?
That's just a little bit short?
Of course, she couldn't see the mortal fetus with her naked eyes. At this time, Xiao Liuzi squatted in the hole with her little butt sticking out, and had already blocked the hole tightly.
"snort."
Chen Fan smiled obscenely.
From beginning to end, Chen Fan had no chance to take action. After clearing the table for a row, Chen Fan finally walked to the front of the ball case. He gently rubbed the ball fans and glanced at the arrogant little bitch, "If you share half of the money you won today, I will let you go."
"snort."
Pan Xiaoqing held the club and snorted coldly, "Don't be proud, do you think this ball will be in? Maybe it will jump out, look!"
"I think you don't cry until you see the coffin, and you have to kill me." Chen Fan hesitated a little, and suddenly felt that he was a little damaged. After all, winning like this is a bit disgraceful. Moreover, if Pan Xiaoqing really loses, she can't leave even if she wants to.
When Pan Xiaoqing saw Chen Fan hesitating, she was wondering in her heart, thinking that this kid was too nervous and dared not take action for a long time. With this psychological quality, she might not be able to score. After all, the distance between this ball is very far, and experts also make mistakes.
"At worst, you can be six and four, do you think it's like?" Chen Fan took another step back.
"It's not easy to use, don't touch that!" Pan Xiaoqing even looked down on Chen Fan a little, thinking that this is a guy with extremely poor psychological quality, no confidence in himself, and even a little bit at ease with his conversation.
If anyone took action at this time, he chose to make the case with him!
Isn't my butt worth millions? So many people have a chance to shoot at their photos every day, but he is really scared.
She was even wondering whether Chen Fan was not very confident in her own side, and even wondering if he was a young man. Because she was too nervous, she retreated and was afraid of being ridiculed, so she chose such a compromise method.
Well, that must be the case.
Thinking of this, Pan Xiaoqing's proud smile appeared again.
“Tanqi.”
Chen Fan compared a "seven."
Chapter completed!