Experts always came last. Jiang Dihui had already noticed the cloth-wearing man who had not spoken from the beginning to the end. From the way the cowboy looked at him, the other party was obviously a more difficult character than him. Jiang Dihui had hidden his skills for this purpose.
Since he had decided to step on these people, he would step on them ruthlessly!
Although he could tell that this unexpected guy didn't know how to play, the man in the cloth shoes didn't underestimate his opponent. For an expert of his level, any opponent should be treated equally.
Under the gazes of the surrounding people, the man in cloth shoes stepped forward and carefully selected his cue stick. The weight, length, and feel of the cloth shoes were all things that the man paid attention to when choosing.
Some of them were already getting impatient from waiting. Some grumbling voices came from the crowd."Is he going to fight or not? Is he deliberately stalling for time?”
"That's right. Look at the cloth shoes he's wearing. What era is it? He's still wearing such shoes.”
There were also people who recognized this terrifying man who had once scored 148 points in a single stroke in the snooker circle. At that time, the opponent of the cloth shoes man had fouled and created an opportunity for the cloth shoes man to block the ball. Unexpectedly, he cleared all the balls on the table in one breath. This was also a hot topic in the snooker circle.
It was rare to see a one-shot clear in a regular match. The Cowboy's skill was considered very high here, but in his club, it was only average. Therefore, Jiang Dihui's one-shot clear did not cause much shock to the cloth-wearing man.
After a long time, the cloth-wearing man finally chose his cue stick under everyone's expectant and skeptical gazes. He shook his nineties hair and signaled Jiang Dihui to start the ball first.
Apart from Bai Wei, Shang Ying Feng and Su Menluo had never seen this guy who had represented Zhonghai City Snooker Club in the Snooker Competition, let alone Ye Jiamei. Just by looking at the cloth shoes man's attire, Ye Jiamei scoffed,""What year is it? Why are you still dressed like this?”He had completely forgotten the fact that he had once looked at Jiang Dihui with his appearance.
Since she had already witnessed Jiang Dihui's amazing pool skills, Ye Jiamei had already regarded him as her idol. She didn't doubt that this man would once again abuse the man in the cloth shoes.
However, what happened next was beyond her expectations.
Jiang Dihui, whose mind hadn't been obliterated by the long wait, smiled slightly. He kicked off the ball in an extremely unrestrained posture. His strength was neither too strong nor too weak, and he just happened to scatter the red balls. He still didn't use any strokes.
Although there was no lack of people who scoffed at Jiang Dihui's poor kick-off skills, after seeing his precise shots, they all shut their mouths. He had a precision that was even more accurate than a scope, and he still used his bullsh * t shots!
The cloth-wearing man wiped the club head without batting an eyelid. He observed it for a while and then, with a professional posture that wasn't flashy, he cleanly hit a hole in the middle of a large number of red balls.
The white ball stopped in front of Black No. 7 with a strong spinning force.
"Whoosh!" The crowd was in an uproar.
Once an expert made a move, he would know if there was one. Compared to the impetuous man in cloth shoes, the cowboy was obviously more mature and steady. Not only did the cue ball stop at a spot that was convenient for Black No. 7, but even if the red ball did not go in, Black No. 7 could also block the cue ball's line of sight when it hit the red ball. This ball could be said to be both offensive and defensive, and the strength was grasped just right.
He was indeed a tough guy!
Then, the man in the cloth shoes cleanly hit Black Seven into the hole and continued to hit the red ball. The strength of each shot was quite wonderful, trying to achieve perfection.
When the cloth-wearing man successfully stopped the cue ball in a remote corner, they exchanged clubs.
Everyone was no longer shocked. There was only silent anticipation. They were looking forward to this match.
The cloth-wearing man scored 73 points in one shot, which meant that Jiang Dihui had to score all the other shots to win. However, the problem was that the spot where the cue ball stopped was blocked by the pink ball. The cloth-wearing man used his best shot to play a defensive ball, and it was impossible for him to hit the red ball again.
In other words, Jiang Dihui had to play a defensive ball on the premise that the cue ball touched the red ball first. In this game, he was already very passive.
From Jiang Dihui's kick-off, everyone could tell that this man didn't know how to play. If he knew how to play, he would have used it at the kick-off. A person who didn't know how to play, no matter how accurate he was, couldn't be compared to a professional.
Some people who knew basketball, such as Shang Yingfeng, had already frowned. This cloth shoes man was not an amateur at all. His strength was comparable to a professional.
Looking at Jiang Dihui silently observing the table, Shang Yingfeng thought that he was feeling guilty. She silently walked forward and patted his shoulder."Brother, just do your best. You've already helped us regain our face.”
What he meant was that he should not be under too much pressure and just play to his normal level. Because he had already seen that the chances of winning this game were slim.
Most of the insiders were like Shang Ying Feng, thinking that there was no suspense in this match. Including the beautiful face under the cap that no one could see. Ye Jiamei was the only one who was still cheering for him. He didn't notice Yu Huanling's worried and guilty gaze.
Jiang Dihui, who was under everyone's gaze, glanced at Yu Huanling. The latter turned her head guiltily and heard a voice that touched her heart."You're honored because I never disappoint women!”
Then, Jiang Dihui turned his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up into an evil arc. He said indifferently,"Is that all? Remember next time, don't show off if you don't have the same strength!”
"What is it? What did he mean? Did he think he could clear all the balls in one stroke?”Su Nianli, who had come into contact with snooker before and knew a little about this, thought in shock. Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible to clear the score in one shot. She did not believe that such a thing would happen.
Everyone was surprised by Jiang Dihui's confident smile. Was this man crazy?
What happened next struck a heavy blow to everyone's hearts.
The little bodyguard in front of everyone's eyes moved his neck and wrists in a surprising manner. His body made a cracking sound. Then, his originally lazy eyes turned serious. His leisurely expression instantly disappeared. He squatted down and struck an unbelievable blow.
The white ball seemed to have a strong force, and the degree of rotation of the white ball was beyond imagination. It drew an arc that was impossible to appear, bypassed the pink ball that was blocking it, and easily hit a red ball into the net.
"Whoosh!"
It was unbelievable! There was actually such a pole technique in the world?
The one who was most shocked was the cloth-wearing man. He had played snooker for so many years and had seen all kinds of experts. Some were calm, some were outstanding, but he had never seen anyone play snooker like a football. Was this even human?
Terrifying, terrifying pole technique and strength!
With this goal, the rest of the shots were insignificant compared to this goal. The sound of hitting the ball was endless. Every goal shook everyone's heart. With the last goal, the cloth shoes man's last hope was shattered.
He had lost this round.
Even after the last shot had been in the net for a long time, the cloth-wearing man still hadn't recovered from his shock. Both Shang Yingfeng and Su Nianli were shocked by the man's goal. They had thought that he didn't know how to play, but who would have thought that he would give them such a huge shock?
The initiator, Jiang Dihui, had his signature smile on his face. He rubbed the stubble on his chin like a ruffian and said lightly,"Next round."
He had seen this kind of shocked expression too many times, so much so that he was almost immune to it.
The cloth-wearing man, who was completely suppressed, was almost completely defeated in the next few rounds. Although he was not as easily defeated as the Cowboy, he did not have the strength to fight back. Only then did he realize the gap between him and a true expert, and his expression was miserable.
"It's not that I'm too strong, but that you're too weak.”Jiang Dihui was not pleased with his victory over the legend of snooker in Zhonghai City. After leaving this sentence, he casually threw the cue on the table, leaving everyone with a lonely back view.
"Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you. From now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other.”When he passed by Yu Huanling, who wanted to say something but hesitated, Jiang Dihui spat out a sentence. Then, he walked out under everyone's shocked gazes. He was free, natural, and experienced.
"Brother Po, where are you going?" By the time Su Menluo reacted, Jiang Dihui had already walked far away, leaving only Yu Huanling with a pale face.
"What's going on?" Those who didn't understand looked at each other. They didn't understand why this man, who had just shown off his brilliance, would leave immediately despite his friends 'urging to stay.
Shang Ying Feng looked at the direction Jiang Di Hui left in, deep in thought. Who didn't have a bit of shrewdness among the people he interacted with at this level? However, he felt that this man was frighteningly shrewd. Was he really a bodyguard? Shang Ying Feng found it hard to believe.
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If a city didn't have the people it loved, it would be lonely no matter how lively the city was. Jiang Dihui walked out of the Majestic Clubhouse, feeling lonely. He wanted to light a cigarette, but he realized that he didn't bring anything with him. He smiled bitterly and continued walking aimlessly.
No matter how coquettish and brilliant Jiang Dihui was, he was just a small bodyguard in Yu Huanling's eyes. Although he had only been with Yu Huanling for a few days and could be said to have nothing to do with her, Jiang Dihui also admitted that he had never fallen in love with such a woman. However, it was impossible to say that he did not care about that cold gaze. The passionate him still felt a little uncomfortable in his bones.
Maybe it was because she had been coquettish for too long before she became a bodyguard, so she couldn't stand the feeling of being ignored.
He was almost certain that Yu Huanling would not chase after him, but he could not help but slow down. He looked at the busy traffic in Zhong Hai City and the night lights.
What a son of a b * tch. If he had chosen to live in seclusion when he saved Lin Momo, he would not have had the next three years of life as a special agent, and he would not be working as a small bodyguard in Zhonghai City. Women liked men with ambition, and men liked women with big breasts. However, not all women were like this, at least not Lin Momo.
Lin Momo, this woman would not leave him because he was poor, nor would she hate him because he had no ambition. It was a kind of happiness to have such a woman.
A man's empire was ultimately built for a woman. Perhaps others did not know, but this man had gone through many hardships in the past three years, running around the world, going through life and death several times, just to make that woman smile.
However, would that woman, the woman who was now in charge of the Pride Legion, understand?
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