The white ball was hit and flew out with a bang, rolling all the way to Hei Ba's side, hitting Hei Ba, who also rolled out with a rumble, all the way to the table side, and fell into the pocket with a bang.

  The surroundings erupted in loud applause and cheers, with two pretty girls screaming, "Ah! So handsome!"

  Song Hualun smiled and accepted everyone's praise, then smiled at Du Ming again, "Old brother, I'm really sorry, you lost again. This time it counts as wine money, and now you owe another hundred."

  The white rose covered her forehead, "It's all over, now I owe even more."

  Du Ming's face turned black, and he knocked on the ground with a cue stick, shouting, "Let's bet another round, this round is five hundred!"

  White Rose hastily pulled Du Ming, "Hey! Are you crazy? Stop gambling! Let's call Yu Xian to bring us some money instead!"

  Du Mingchong waved his hand with a white rose, "Just now it was just a little short, let's bet another round and I'll definitely win the money back!"

  The people around burst into laughter, and someone shouted at Du Ming, "Hey, buddy! Don't be silly! You can't beat him!"

  "Right!" someone chimed in, "Just look at their level! If you keep going like this, you'll lose your pants!"

  Song Hualun smiled politely, "Since you're so insistent, I'll accompany you."

  Du Ming slammed his fist on the table and walked quickly to the side of the billiard table, "Come on! This round I will definitely win against you!"

  However, as one frame came to a close, there was once again only one colour and the black 8 left on the table.

  The flower-colored ball still belongs to Du Ming, but it's Song Hualun's turn to hit the ball again.

  Song Hualun couldn't help but laugh, and directly raised an eyebrow at Du Ming, standing beside the cue ball, raising his arm high with the cue stick in hand, and heavily pushing out the cue stick, making a loud "pa" sound as he hit the white ball flying out.

  The cue ball struck the bottom edge of the table and rebounded strongly, striking the last black eight and potting it.

  Du Mingqi slammed the racket to the ground in anger, and Bai Mei also nearly collapsed. "Alright Du Ming, I'm going to call Yu Xuan now."

  "Hey, no way! I'm definitely going to win this time! Hey, do you dare to play another round? This round will include all the previous bets plus an additional 1,000 yuan. Do you dare?"

  Song Hualun laughed twice, "Such a good thing, why wouldn't I dare?"

  "Bai Mei hurriedly stopped Du Ming, 'Du Ming! Stop it! You can't compare to others! Give up!' "

  "No way! I have to keep competing! I'm definitely going to beat him!"

  Someone around shouted loudly, "How can you not recognize reality when you say this? You can't win if you can't win, and you won't win even if you try a few more rounds! Give up!"

  Some people kindly advised Du Mingdao, "Eh, brothers, forget it, things are not worth three, I think you're pretty good at playing pool, but this Song Hualun, I've heard of him, in this area's bars, he's very famous, his pool skills are among the best, you can't beat him, it's normal, don't throw more money in."

  Du Ming hesitated for a moment, and Bai Mei hurriedly took the opportunity to pull him out, "Right? What they said makes sense. Don't be so stubborn about these things. It's just a small gamble in a bar! Let's go, let's go!"

  Just as Bai Mei was about to drag Du Ming away, Song Hualun said, "Hey, you're really not going to play another round? Honestly, your pool skills are the best I've seen in these few bars. Ah, that last game was really a pity. If the angle of that middle ball had been slightly different, it could have been you who got black eight first."

  Du Ming heard this and started walking towards the ball table again, "No way, I have to play another game, just one more game, I don't believe it, I still can't beat him!"

  "Bai Mei hurriedly said, 'Du Ming! Those were all his tricks to win your money! Stop competing! If you continue like this, you'll only end up owing more and more money!'"

  "Who said that! I think I just made a mistake! If we play another round without mistakes, I'll definitely win!"

  The white rose said angrily, "You said that in the first game! You made mistakes in every game, it's not a mistake anymore! Hurry up and leave!"

  Du Ming was somewhat disheartened by Bai Mei's words and dejectedly put down the cue stick in his hand.

  "Hey, you're really not going to play anymore? Aw, what a pity. It's no fun playing without you either. Alright, how about this: I'll let you serve first in the next game?"

  Du Ming picked up the golf club again, and Bai Mei grabbed him, "Hey! Don't be so stubborn!"

  This time, Du Ming didn't say anything about being sure to win. He just suddenly smiled at Bai Mei's playful tone and said in a low voice, "Wait and see, it's going to be a good show."

  Bai Mei saw Du Ming's smile and was stunned for a moment, then didn't stop him again.

  Du Ming turned around and looked at Song Hualun, "Do you really dare to play another round?"

  "Of course I dare," Song Hualun said confidently, "let's raise the stakes to two thousand. How about we play another round?"

  Du Ming nodded, "Alright! Come on!"

  People around covered their faces and sighed, "You say this guy is so persistent, it's over, looks like he's going to lose 2,000 yuan again."

  The person next to him said, "Hmph, he can't even count a little, no wonder he lost so much money."

  Du Ming took two white balls and placed them on the billiard table, "Come on, I don't need you to let me."

  Song Hualun smiled and bent down with Du Ming, hitting two white balls.

  This time, however, was different from before. After Du Ming's cue ball hit the bottom edge, it almost only rolled back one centimeter and stopped steadily, much closer to the bottom edge than Song Hualun's cue ball.

  Song Hualun was stunned for a moment, Du Ming didn't care about his reaction, gathered all the balls together, arranged them in a triangle on the table, then placed the cue ball, struck the ball, and started the game.

  With a crack, in the scattered rolling balls, a solid-colored ball fell into the pocket.

  Song Hua Lun felt a bit off and said uncomfortably, "This time the opening shot was very good, it seems that you are the colored ball and I am the flower ball."

  Du Ming glanced at Song Hualun with a smile in his eyes, raised an eyebrow at him, and turned back to face the ball table.

  But Du Ming did not strike the ball immediately, instead he picked up his cue and slowly circled around the table, while subtly gesturing with his hand to calculate various striking positions.

  Song Hua Lun was getting impatient and said, "Hey! You're being too meticulous, this has just started, there are so many balls, can't you just hit them casually?"

  Du Ming glanced at Song Hua Lun again, "What's the hurry? Can't I give you a bit more time so you don't lose too quickly? Alright, then I'll speed up, get ready to be hit!"