"This shot was too low, and the ball will most likely jump." Zhang Jun thought to himself.
Sure enough, the cue ball was lifted up and flew out of the table, and the batter let out a sigh.
"This shot is very accurate, the No. 6 ball is going to go into the hole." He said in his heart.
"Ping!"
There was a crisp sound, and the No. 6 ball was actually hit into the hole.
Zhang Jun watched like this for a few minutes, feeling that his eyesight could completely capture the trajectory of the ball. This is obviously another ability contained in perspective, which can capture and predict the trajectory of objects.
Furthermore, Zhang Jun's eyes can predict the effect of force. For example, if someone punches him, he can predict where, how and how hard the opponent will hit.
Among the two players playing against each other, one of them was more skilled. He quickly hit the No. 8 ball into the hole and won.
The defeated middle-aged man shook his head indifferently and said: "We have lost eight games in a row today, that's it." After saying that, he put a stack of chips on the table, turned around and left.
Zhang Jun didn't know the exact value of these chips, so he asked Zhuang Wen: "Brother Wen, what is the price of these chips?"
Zhuang Wendao: "Each chip is 10,000 yuan, and sixteen chips are equivalent to 160,000 yuan."
Zhang Jun nodded and said: "Brother Wen, I also want to play a game."
The middle-aged man who had just won heard Zhang Jun's words and immediately looked over and said with a smile: "This little brother also wants to play?"
Zhuang Wen smiled and said, "This brother of mine is new here. Brother Guo, please be merciful." As he said that, he nodded to the waiter next to him, and the waiter brought twenty chips, worth two hundred thousand.
Zhuang Wen handed the chips to Zhang Jun and said, "Brother, just play around and the chips will be credited to my account."
Zhang Jun took the chips, nodded, turned to the middle-aged man and said: "Mr. Guo, twenty chips, I will only bet one round. If you are willing, we can start. You go first."
Seeing that Zhang Jun dared to bet up to 200,000, Mr. Guo was not surprised. He smiled "hehe" and said: "Okay, cool, then it will be 200,000 per game."
The people who can come to this club are all billionaires. Two hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket, so they don't care much.
Waiting for the waiter to mark the ball, Mr. Guo hit the first shot and heard a "ping" sound. A dozen balls bounced around, and the No. 5 ball among them went into the hole.
Mr. Guo blinked at Zhuang Wen, then took out one shot after another, and two more balls went into the hole. On the third shot, the ball unexpectedly stopped at the edge of the hole, and his offensive came to an end.
When it was Zhang Jun's turn to take action, he walked around the table, finally locked on ball No. 14, and then leaned over to hit the ball. His movements were not standard, but very smooth and natural, and there was a crisp "ping" sound.
The cue ball shot out quickly and hit the No. 14 ball accurately.
Ball No. 14 bounced off the edge and then fell accurately into the hole.
Zhuang Wen's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay!"
Zhang Jun was not in a hurry. He had secretly seen the movement of the force when he just hit the shot, so he was 100% sure that the ball would go into the hole.
Then he got out of hand and hit the ball one after another into the hole. When only the eight ball was left, he finally encountered a problem. There were other balls between the cue ball and the eight ball, and he could not
Direct impact.
Mr. Guo always looked normal. Although Zhang Jun could score consecutive goals, it was nothing to him. If he was in good condition, he could also do it.
When the crucial goal came, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Little brother, it seems you have to stop here."
Zhang Jun said calmly: "You won't know until you try it." As he said that, he just glanced at it and hit it with one shot.
"Ping!"
The cue ball hit the sideline and bounced, and then hit the No. 8 ball ferociously. The No. 8 ball was very fast, turned diagonally and hit the sideline, and then bounced back and fell into the hole in an arc.
This is definitely a difficult move, which made Zhuang Wen and the middle-aged man named Guo stunned. After a long time, Mr. Guo said loudly: "Awesome! I have opened my eyes today!"
Zhuang Wen suppressed the shocked look on his face and said with emotion: "Brother Zhang, your shot is simply amazing, you are definitely at the level of a professional master."
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "It's just good luck." Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually very happy. Not to mention his outstanding football skills, he also made two hundred thousand in one go, so he was naturally happy.