The First Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Six Chapters, the Same World, the Same Line

Li Feng: "..."

No...you've all been playing for five minutes, and you've only scored a goal, what's so exciting about it?

Get a face!

"Humph! Just scored one goal, the game has just started!"

On the player's rest chair, Mark Jonathan said with a cold snort.

The corner of Li Feng's mouth twitched, the god special game has just begun, what is the same line in the same world?

"Really?" Jim Albert raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with confidence: "But I think the game is over, and the next moment is to witness the miracle!"

"Hehe, let's break 30 in a single shot first." Mark Jonathan seemed to have "confidence" in Jim Albert's level, said the old god.

Jim Albert raised his eyebrows: "Who do you look down on? Believe it or not, I broke a hundred in a single shot?"

"If you can break 100 in a single stroke, I ate the club!" Mark Jonathan sneered.

Li Feng rolled his eyes, played billiards and played the atmosphere of a basketball game, and even sprayed trash talk, these two goods are really good enough!

But he was curious about how the game would end. Could it be that Jim Albert was going to clear the stage with one shot?

The red balls on the table have been completely dispersed. If O'Sullivan is here, it is no problem to clear the table with one shot, but it is very difficult for amateurs.

At this moment, Scarlett whispered in a low voice: "The club did nothing wrong..."

Li Feng: "..."

Goddess Scarlett, why did you steal my lines?

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to eat the cue!" Jim Albert sneered, leaned down and took a look, then putted the cue.

"Snapped"

The white ball hits and hits the blue ball on the center line, and the blue ball falls into the left middle pocket!

+5 points!

The referee took out the blue ball, wiped it, and put it back in place.

Snooker has 15 red balls and 6 colored balls totaling 22 balls.

15 red balls 1 point each, 1 yellow ball 2 points; 1 green ball 3 points; 1 coffee ball 4 points; 1 blue ball 5 points; 1 pink ball 6 points, 1 black ball 7 points.

The order of batting is to score a red ball, and then score any colored ball. Before the red ball is played, every time a colored ball is scored, it must be taken out and put back to its original position.

Until all the red balls are pocketed, then score the colored balls one by one in the order of yellow, green, coffee, blue, pink and black.

The highest score at the end wins.

Jim Abbott scored a red and a blue to bring the score to six.

Then, Jim Albert leaned down and took another look at a single red ball in the lower right corner, and pushed it out with one shot.

"Snapped"

Drop the bag!

+1 point!

Jim Albert ran to the other side of the table without stopping, leaned down to aim at the pink ball, and putt.

"Snapped"

The powder ball falls into the right middle pocket!

+6 points!

Next, Jim Albert scored two red balls, one coffee ball and one pink ball.

The meal was as fierce as a tiger, and Jim scored 25!

Mark Jonathan, who was resting on the sidelines, began to get nervous. Madd, I haven't seen him for three months. This bastard's ball skills are very good. Whether it is hitting speed or hitting accuracy, there has been a lot of improvement.

You know, three months ago, Mark Jonathan was here, beating Jim Abbott by a big margin.

Did Jim Albert train in these three months?

Just when Mark Jonathan was secretly doubtful, Jim Albert continued to maintain a fiery touch, scoring 6 red balls and 6 colored balls in a row,

Scored 41 points!

The current total score is 66 points!

And there are only 5 red balls left on the table. If Mark Jonathan wants to win the game, he must clear the table with one shot, and for every red ball scored, he must score a black ball with a score of 7 points!

The difficulty can be imagined!

What's more... the offense is still in Jim Albert's hands, and as long as he scores another red goal, the game will end early.

"Well...there are so many balls to play, which one should I play first?"

Jim Albert touched his chin and looked at the red ball on the table, and said with a smile.

The position of the white ball is very good, at least three red balls are very good to hit, and he can score it with more than 90% certainty with his skill.

On the lounge chair, Mark Jonathan's face was sinking, and his entourage didn't say a word, looking like eggplants beaten by frost.

Scarlett's face was also a little ugly. If Jim Albert won and threatened to dance with her, how would she refuse?

On the other hand, Jim Albert's entourage was as excited as Christmas, and all kinds of strange sounds came out.

"Forget it, I'm soft-hearted, let's give you a chance to turn things around."

At this time Jim Albert shook his head, leaned down and aimed for a while, putt.

"Snapped"

After the white ball hit the red ball at the center line, it hit the red ball to the left table edge, and the white ball bounced and rolled to the bottom table edge, and finally stopped behind the black ball, almost touching the black ball.

There is no red ball behind the white ball. If you want to hit the red ball in front, you have to go around the black ball, but it almost sticks to the black ball!

Perfect snooker!

"Nice job Jim!"

"Oh my God! Jim, you're amazing!"

"Jim, the little emperor of the table altar! You shocked me again!"

Jim Albert's entourage jumped in excitement, high-fiving each other, and groaning.

Jim Albert himself also touched the tip of his nose with a stinky fart, and hooked his finger at Mark Jonathan, which was full of provocation.

Mark Jonathan sat on the lounge chair sinking like water, silent.

Come on, how do you play this ball? Can't fight!

At his level, going up is the end of a foul, and there is no second possibility other than adding points to the opponent!

Jim Abbott, who could have won by one goal, played snooker, was deliberately humiliating him!

"Hey, why don't you come up, don't you want to admit defeat?"

Jim Albert raised his eyebrows and said strangely.

"Humph!" Mark Jonathan snorted coldly, without saying a word.

"If you want to admit defeat, just say it, don't waste time, I still want to dance with Scarlett." Jim Albert said triumphantly.

Mark Jonathan's face sank, and he clenched his fists, still not saying a word.

It is impossible to admit defeat, otherwise where would he put his face? I can only pretend to be dumb and maintain my self-esteem like this.

"Don't admit defeat? It doesn't matter, anyway, if you don't go on stage, you will automatically admit defeat." Jim Albert shrugged, put down the club, walked to Scarlett, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Scarlett, accompany me to dance. Dance."

Scarlett bit her lip and didn't say a word. She didn't participate in it just now, and neither of them asked her what she meant. Why did she dance with Jim Albert?

If she simply refused...she didn't know how to speak.

"Miss Scarlett, you don't want to give me face, do you? Then I'll freak out." Jim Albert said threateningly, his face darkened. .

Scarlett's face changed again, Jim Albert was very energetic in LSJ, and he was arrogant, playing cards out of common sense. She was really afraid of Jim Albert doing something terrible after losing his mind.

At this moment, Li Feng said, "Well, how about I take over from Mark to fight with you?"