With Wu Jiangshan's guarantee, the little fat man didn't care about anything else and started playing after setting the ball.

"Wait, you want me to start this round?"

"Haha, okay." The little fat man stepped aside, swung his long hair and crossed his arms, thinking that he would lose even if he kicked off the ball with his bad hands.

Wu Jiangshan rubbed the head of his club. In the past three games, his hand felt almost as good as before.

He leaned over the table and knocked the ball away cleanly. "Pap-pap-pap" the billiard ball bloomed like a flower, and the little fat man couldn't help but stand up straight.

This shot directly scored three goals, two flower balls and one solid color ball.

Wu Jiangshan did not hesitate and directly selected the remaining five flower balls. After pocketing two more balls, he missed a little and missed.

The little fat man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the table: "You are making great progress, but this kind of billiards cannot be practiced in one day."

While talking, the little fat man also scored six goals. The remaining one found that it was blocked by the black eight, so he had to give up.

Wu Jiangshan had three flowers left and scored smoothly. The last black eight was crowded with the little fat man's ball, and the angle was not very good.

Wu Jiangshan gave up decisively and gently sent the cue ball over and stuck it to the black ball.

When the little fat man saw that his little girl had been fucked to death, he raised his head and glanced at Wu Jiangshan. It was unclear whether he did it on purpose or just got lucky.

After wandering around for a long time, I tried to hit a shot, but it failed and I made a foul. It gave Wu Jiangshan a chance.

Wu Jiangshan was not polite, he put the black eight into the hole neatly, and actually won the round.

"Luck, luck, thanks brother."

Wu Jiangshan put away his three big unity cards and stretched out his hand towards the little fat man with a smile.

It was the first time for the little fat man to play so big, and he was very unconvinced, but when people around him looked at it, they still had to be embarrassed.

Reluctantly, he took out thirty yuan and gave it to Wu Jiangshan. The little fat man's heart was bleeding.

I had only seen Wu Jiangshan’s thirty yuan before, but I never thought about what if I lost?

What if he really catches up with me?

However, he had just defeated the other party by twenty-two dollars, so after calculation, he only lost eight yuan.

"Cheng Zheng Zheng, this is really a piece of shit luck." Wu Jiangshan said cheerfully: "Little brother, do you still want to play?"

"Play, why don't you play? Do you still dare?"

"Haha, I just won thirty, why don't I dare? How big is this game?"

Wu Jiangshan looked up at the sky: "The lights in this city are too bright. I can't even find the stars or the moon. Is it getting late? Why don't we play one last game and I'll leave."

It's not like the little fat guy has never lost before, but this is the first time he has lost so much.

If he doesn't win it back, this matter will definitely be brought up in the future, and he knows that Wu Jiangshan now has sixty yuan in his pocket.

"Since this is the last one, do you dare to play the big one?"

"How much do you want to play? I only have a few dozen yuan." Wu Jiangshan looked cautious.

"Then fifty, this is the one that wins or loses!"

Wu Jiangshan frowned slightly. When the little fat man saw his appearance, he knew that he was not sure, and he felt even more confident.

"Then which one of us will kick off first?"

"Guess the game."

When rock, paper, scissors came out, Wu Jiangshan won. He said sorry and took the stick to tee off first.

The punch shot was scored in seconds, and it was blown away!

The little fat man was dumbfounded and stared at Wu Jiangshan.

The people around were also dumbfounded. Where did this god come from? Why were you making fun of them before joining forces?

"You tm..."

"Hey, I'm willing to admit defeat. If you can't afford it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

The little fat man in Wu Jiangshan's face turned red. He took out his money, counted fifty, and slapped it on the billiards case.

"Bah, bad luck for me!"

Wu Jiangshan smiled and accepted the money: "Thank you, brother, then I will leave."

"Wait a minute, who said you should go? Another round, I won't accept it, Fatty!"

After the little fat man shouted these words, two or three young people wearing the same jeans and floral shirts as the little fat man came out from the crowd of onlookers.

Wu Jiangshan scratched his neck and was bitten by a mosquito at some point.

"You still have fifty in your pocket? I won't play with less than fifty."

"I..."

The little fat man was completely discouraged. How could he find fifty items in his pocket? The pile looked thick, and they were all made up of two pieces.

Looking at the friends who came with them, those few also took a step back in embarrassment. Their pockets were cleaner.

Usually, I rely on the little fat guy's skills to eat and drink with him.

"Look, you don't have any money anymore, why are you still dissatisfied?"

"Bet as much as you want!"

Wu Jiangshan shook his head: "How about this? This is still a fifty yuan bet. If I lose, I will give you fifty yuan. If you lose... give me the jeans."

With a sound of "Boom~", everyone outside the Youth Store was delighted. If they lost, then it would really be true as the saying goes: the losers would only be left with their underpants.

"Do you know how much these jeans cost? They cost a bicycle."

"I really like your pants. Of course, if you don't want to, forget it. Let's play some other time. I really want to go home."

Wu Jiangshan turned around and left. The little fat man shook his head irritably: "Come back, come back, come back."

Wu Jiangshan looked back at him, and he started swinging the ball angrily: "I still don't believe it, can you really lose your pants?"

Another game started. This time, the little fat man asked to tee off first because his jeans were expensive, and Wu Jiangshan agreed.

But I don't know if he was too nervous or too angry. After scoring a goal, he made a mistake.

It was Wu Jiangshan's turn. When Wu Jiangshan scored the third goal, the little fat man's hair was soaked with sweat, and his shawl hair stuck to his head softly.

High bar, medium bar, low bar, curve ball, tie bar, clear table...

When Wu Jiangshan put down his cue, the little fat man waited for a long time before asking: "Brother, this is what you do, right?"

"Talent!" Wu Jiangshan walked up to the little fat man and patted him on the shoulder: "You won't default on your debt, right?"

The little fat man suddenly blushed and said, "I...just take it off!"

As he said that, the little fat man risked his life. He closed his eyes and took off his pants on the spot, revealing a pair of coquettish red pants.

People near the Youth Store were laughing like crazy, but Wu Jiangshan admired this little fat guy a little. He was willing to admit defeat, and he was considered a good man.

The little fat man handed the jeans to Wu Jiangshan, feeling aroused and the smell of sweat hit his nose.

He rolled up his pants in disgust and held them in his hand: "I'm not taking your pants for nothing. You have a good feel for the ball and are very talented, but your skills are not good. Come here tomorrow and wait for me. I will come back in the evening to give you a gift."

You order something."

After Wu Jiangshan finished speaking, he walked away with his sexy pants. The little fat man followed a few steps: "What's your name? My name is Wang Fugui. Are you coming to teach me how to play ball tomorrow?"

Wang Fugui? Wu Jiangshan smiled, this little fat guy’s name is quite festive.

He looked back and saw that the little fat man's shawl was stuck to his face. He was wearing a floral shirt and bright red pants, revealing two fleshy white legs...
Chapter completed!