Although the girl was scared in her heart, she looked down on her boyfriend for being so useless.
You damn said that he has nothing to do with you. If he is your friend, maybe I'll be fine with you!
The girl glared at her boyfriend, but her boyfriend didn't realize it.
Elena looked at Old John bringing someone over, rolled her eyes to the roof, and thought: The dead man is here again!
Fan Jianming didn't see Old John and his bodyguard, and said to John blankly, "It's your turn!"
The ball can't be saved at all, only four points can be deducted.
And no matter how he hits, no matter where all the balls roll to, John knew that with Fan Jianming's level, he would definitely close in one stroke.
So he dared not move.
Old John didn't know what was going on, he only saw all the gangsters lying on the ground. He didn't ask his son, but looked at Elena and Fan Jianming coldly.
Seeing Elena turned her face to one side, she looked as if it had nothing to do with herself.
Old John asked Fan Jianming: "What is going on?"
John looks a lot like his father, and when outsiders see them, they are in charge of two.
Fan Jianming didn't pay attention to Old John, and then said to John, "It's your turn!"
John is a top amateur player, and he has never lost in his own pool hall.
After all, he has participated in competitions and even almost became a professional player. Of course, the reason why he is willing to bet and lose is clear.
If it was just money, he would admit it!
But because he has to stand at the door and scold himself for five minutes, this account is definitely not recognized.
So he didn't say a word.
Although John had seen Fan Jianming's skill, he knew that his father's bodyguard was more powerful and he carried a gun, so he asked his father to solve this problem.
He thought that his father was able to level Fan Jianming, but he didn't know that by doing so, he was cheating.
After all, Old John is an old bastard. Seeing that Fan Jian will be light next year, and he is an Oriental, he should not have much strength here.
Although there were twenty or thirty people lying under the billiard table, they were all small gangsters who were okay in group fights, and it was almost useless to fight each other.
Fan Jianming was able to put them down, at best he could only say that he was a little capable, but if he wanted to fight against Old John, at least
In the eyes of Old John, this weight is far from it.
"Young man," Old John said to Fan Jianming, "If there is nothing else, take the money you won and leave here quickly."
He could tell at a glance that Fan Jianming must have won. These gangsters didn't do it, so they did it. In the end, he suffered.
If Fan Jianming was here to play, he would definitely not come alone, and his expression would not be the same as it is now.
In any case, in his opinion, this is a children's game. With his status in society, to intervene in this matter, the victory and defeat are set aside, and it is too shameful to spread it out.
So he hoped that Fan Jianming would accept it as soon as he saw it.
Fan Jianming ignored him and continued to say to John: "It's your turn!"
His meaning is simple, John either hits the ball or admits defeat.
If you admit defeat, go to the door and scold yourself.
The person lying on the ground, John had no face in the first place, and if he stood in front of his father and scolded himself at the door, even if he was willing to do it, Old John would not be willing.
John bit his head and said, "Didn't my father say that? Since you have won, take the money you won and don't pick things here."
"Our bet, is it not just this little money?"
Of course Old John understood, and immediately grabbed a gangster from the ground and asked, "What is going on?"
The bastard immediately said their bet, and when Old John heard it, it was too much.
Although he knew very well that this bet was invented by his son, and often his son's men were defeated, standing at the door and cursing himself.
He didn't care at the time either, thinking it was all children's games, and he had never managed it.
Now it's different. If his son stands at the door and scolds himself, where does he put his father's face?
This is the gangsters who got up from the ground, as if avoiding the plague god, Fan Jianming, who tried to hide as far as possible, leaned towards Old John and the bodyguards.
Old John smiled and said to Fan Jianming: "Young people, everyone comes out to get some face or make a fortune. Your bet is 100,000, right? I'll give you another 200,000, and you take some money and go. people!"
This playground is considered the largest in the city. Old John can be here
Opening such a big billiard hall in an amusement park is not just a matter of money. He can balance both black and white. Otherwise, it would be impossible to stand up.
No matter how powerful Fan Jianming is, in the eyes of Old John, he is still a child and an Oriental. He does not want his reputation to be broken, so he is willing to spend 200,000 yuan as a remedy. Let Fan Jianming give up before he and John The agreed bet.
To be someone else is like an amnesty.
Not to mention that Old John has added another 200,000, which means he needs to return the 100,000 that he lost before. As long as you don't want your life, you can hide aside and have fun!
Upon hearing this, the girl hurriedly walked to Fan Jianming and said in a low voice: "Brother, hurry and leave with the money. I'm afraid you don't know him yet, he is..."
Before the girl could speak, her boyfriend actually ran over and dragged her aside to stop her from making trouble.
The girl got hot, and kicked her boyfriend directly: "Look at your promise? I'm just going to be a street girl, and I won't be nice to you, so get out of here!"
Her boyfriend also begged in a low voice, "I'm doing this for your own good, so hurry up and follow me!"
"Go Nima Ma!"
The girl was on fire, she directly hit his vitals with her knees, the guy screamed, put her hands in her hands, and immediately knelt down to the ground.
Old John was still waiting for Fan Jianming’s answer. Fan Jianming still ignored him, and continued to say to John: "Looking at you like this, it’s almost thirty, right? There are so many brothers under his hand. Understand? If you win, you will be proud, if you lose, you will find your dad. Didn't you grow up?"
Old John took a look: This kid is a bit wicked, he doesn't put me in his eyes.
Old John suppressed his anger and thought: I will give you one last chance, otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for being rude!
"Boy, I'll tell you again..."
"No need!" Fan Jianming categorically refused: "This has nothing to do with you. Your son is an adult, and he has the ability to take responsibility for all his actions!"
Old John finally couldn't help it, and sneered: "He does have this ability, but I don't want him to be responsible."
As soon as his words fell, the eight bodyguards behind him immediately lined up, staring at Fan Jianming with enthusiasm.
(End of this chapter)