Chapter 732


    "He pocketed another ball? Oh my!”


    Tanya was jumping excitedly that her feet barely touched the ground. If the first score was due to luck


    then what about this time? Fane not only pocketed a six-pointer, but the cue ball stopped at a very


    strategic position where there were several easy red balls that could be pocketed with ease.


    "It looks like Fane really knows how to n the position of the cue ball!"


    Sharon could barely conceal her excitement that her heavy breathing made her chest rose and fall


    repeatedly.


    The boss of the ce approached the group. He helped Fane to take out the ball that helped score the


    six-pointer from the pocket, set it nicely, and then smiled at Fane, "Young man, if this is your first time


    ying billiards, then you have learned it well. You''ll surely improve immensely after one or two days


    ying it!"


    Fane shed an indifferent smile in return. "Don''t worry, I''ve studied their y just now and I basically


    know how to hit and where to position the balls. As long as the aim is urate and the strength is


    controlled well, it''ll be like shooting a gun. I was at master level in shooting when I was serving in the


    military!"


    The crowd was at loss for words. How could this bratpare ying billiard to shooting guns?


    "Stop spewing nonsense! Keep ying then. I don''t believe you’ll win the game!"


    Leo tried his best to convince himself that this punk was like a blind cat who stumbled upon a dead rat-


    sheer luck.


    There were so many balls on the table yet t o be pocketed anyway and each of them was in an


    excellent position however a minor mistake might just cost Fane his marks. As long as Fane made a


    mistaketer, he would be able toe back in this game.


    Furthermore, Fane, this punk was really bright. He actually saw through his ruse—h e went easy on


    Timothy and lost the game o n purpose.


    After all, they did not ce any bet on that game but was merely using it to exin the rules to Fane.


    Moreover, he had won a lot of money from Timothy today. He just had to bring Timothy to some night


    club tonight and spent a couple hundred thousand on him t o make him happy again. He not only won


    the money but at the same time also established a good rtionship with Timothy. One stone killed two


    birds, why not?


    The few billion in his credit bnce were all from Young Master Drake these past few months or so. He


    would let Timothy win a few rounds asionally, just to give him a sweet taste of winning.


    Thud!


    Just when he was swimming in his thoughts, Fane pocketed another red ball, a t the same time


    positioned the white cue ball into a very strategic spot. He could strike for a seven-pointer.


    Concerns reared up within Leo as he noticed that Fane was aiming for the seven -pointer. He kept his


    panic in check and convinced himself that Fane was just a newbie, he would not score this round!


    Thud!


    Nevertheless, the scene before him had made him tongue-tied. Another seven points went to Fane''s


    scoreboard. The strike was fast yet precise.


    "Young Master Leo, do you think this punk i s ying dumb about billiard? How could all these


    postures and striking techniques belong to a newbie?”


    A guy who had been ying with Leo and the others all the while, came forward and voiced out his


    concerns to Leo.


    "I don''t think he''s pretending. If he yed i t before, there’s no need to ask about the rules, right? Isn’t


    that act unnecessary?"


    Leo’s forehead snapped together, not believing Fane was pretentious.


    However, what made him speechless even more was that Fane had pocketed several balls in a row.


    The red balls on the table became fewer and fewer, and Fane’s marks on the scoreboard were


    increasing each time.


    Thud!


    Finally, a seven-pointer did not enter the pocket.


    Fane frowned at it, his face sunk, looking a little upset like a four-year-old boy.


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    "Damn, what a pity!"


    Tanya breathed out a deep sigh at Fane''sst strike.


    Sharon, on the other hand, switched her attention to the scoreboard and jumped excitedly. "Look,


    Tanya! Look at the points! Fane scored eighty points. He had actually scored a freaking eighty points in


    one go! This means that he has already won this round, and Leo has lost even if he finished off all the


    balls on the table!"