Chapter 2302: Can a Toad Really Eat Swan Meat?

Chapter 2302: Chapter 2302: Can a Toad Really Eat Swan Meat?

"Haha."

"Hehehe!"

"You’re doomed, yet you still dare to act so arrogant."

"We’ll soon see how you’ll come up with so much money."

A cold laugh suddenly echoed.

Only three red balls left, how could Zhang Fan surpass Liu Jue?

This kid, could he be crazy?

And even if the kid is a master! Just like Liu Jue just said.

Unless he can set up dozens of snookers, constantly penalizing Liu Jue.

But what’s Liu Jue’s skill level?

Even if you set up a snooker, is it really that difficult for Liu Jue to hit a live ball?

Dream on!

And at this moment, Zhang Fan was also leaning forward, holding the cue, almost without hesitation, he struck.

"Alright, bro, your turn!"

After hitting the ball, Zhang Fan turned around with hardly any hesitation and looked at Liu Jue.

Witnessing this scene, countless people around were gobsmacked.

Damn, this kid is so cocky!

Liu Jue was amused and infuriated!

"Bro, you’re not playing pool, you’re just throwing money away."

However, at this moment, a startled cry suddenly erupted.

"Damn, damn, snooker!"

"Damn, it’s almost a perfect snooker!"

"Impossible, this must be luck, it must be luck, it absolutely is."

At this moment, the cue ball just stopped behind the yellow ball, and beside was another ball. Absolutely no chance to hit a red ball.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jue was dumbfounded.

He really didn’t anticipate that kid would pull off such a snooker in such a brief moment.

And now, since he was 89 points ahead of Zhang Fan, conceding was absolutely out of the question.

So, this ball, he had to strike!

But the next moment, Liu Jue chuckled.

Missing the live ball meant a deduction of four points!

points, so many more to spare!

Liu Jue casually picked a position and struck!

"Brother Liu fouled, four points deducted! 85 remaining!"

"Kid, your turn now, let’s see if you can make another snooker!"

"Got it!" Zhang Fan leaned forward, hit the ball, then turned around: "Bro, your turn!"

!!!

At that instant, countless people around stared intensely at the pool table.

However, witnessing the next scene, countless people’s eyes popped wide open.

"Damn, another snooker!"

"Damn, how is this possible!"

Liu Jue, seeing this scene, was also left gaping!

The first time could be attributed to luck, but the second time!

The crucial point is, Zhang Fan’s stroke was identical to the first one, without any hesitation!

"Haha, bro, your skills are not bad, but I’m still 85 points ahead of you. Do you think you have a chance to make more than twenty consecutive snookers?" Liu Jue sneered.

One must understand, creating snookers is very challenging!

A slight mistake, and Liu Jue would have the opportunity to clear the table in one shot!

Thus, at this moment, Liu Jue was not worried at all.

Immediately, his eyes flickered, calculating for quite a while, then he struck.

What he needed to do now was to minimize penalties while ensuring the table was dispersed, making it harder for Zhang Fan to create snookers.

"Bang!"

The cue ball collided with the red ball and then stopped, right in the middle of three red balls.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jue smiled.

Surrounded by three red balls, most importantly, the red balls were in the upper area, while four colored balls were in the lower area!

Thus, he couldn’t believe Zhang Fan would be able to set up a snooker.

Seeing this scene, the crowd around also understood Liu Jue’s intention!

"Good shot, Brother Liu, great shot! Now there’s absolutely no way this kid can set up a snooker."

"Haha, he has two choices now. Either clear the table under pressure, or wait for doom!"

The crowd sneered.

At the same time, Ye Yanran and Weng Shuang’s expressions turned grave.

They understood pool as well.

In this situation, Zhang Fan has no choice.

There’s a rule in snooker.

If one side’s score goes negative, the game is over!

And Zhang Fan’s score is currently zero!

He had no chance to exploit fouls for snookers.

Right now, setting up a snooker without fouling is incredibly difficult.

As others said, Zhang Fan essentially had no choice.

Either clear the table and reduce the score.

Or let Liu Jue clear the table with a higher score!

Remember, one point equals 50 million!

Currently, Liu Jue leads by 81 points!

Thinking of this, Ye Yanran regretted it.

Normally, she’d enjoy seeing Zhang Fan embarrassed. But now, Zhang Fan was helping her deal with Liu Jue.

If he owes tens of billions, it would be equivalent to her owing Zhang Fan tens of billions!

The next moment, Ye Yanran suddenly stood up: "Enough, let’s stop here."

She really didn’t want to owe Zhang Fan anything!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, beauty, that’s not fair. Brother Liu has a bet going here. You can’t just call it off."

"Yeah, beauty, although you’re very pretty, Brother Liu is quite handsome too. Moreover, Brother Liu’s assets are in the hundreds of billions. You shouldn’t be this capricious, give Brother Liu some face, okay?"

"Brother Liu, what do you say!" someone suddenly looked at Liu Jue and asked.

Liu Jue chuckled, looking at Ye Yanran: "Miss Ye, if you want me to stop, it’s possible, but we’re neither close nor distant. Tens of billions for your Ye Family isn’t a small amount.

Unless you call Mr. Ye right now, set a date for our engagement.

Then, of course, I’d listen to my own wife!"

Hearing this, Ye Yanran’s face turned pale.

Engagement?

With Liu Jue?

Impossible!

At this point, Zhang Fan hoisted the cue on his shoulder, holding a piece of watermelon in his other hand, took a bite, then spat a mouthful of watermelon seeds.

"Brother, let me speak honestly. While a salted fish might have dreams, they’re ultimately dreams. Can a toad truly eat swan meat? How is that possible!"

???

Liu Jue’s eyes bulged, murderous intent erupted!

Damn, this bastard indirectly called him a toad?

"Haha, brother, let’s skip the nonsense and continue." Liu Jue’s gaze turned icy, staring intently at Zhang Fan.

At that moment, his hatred for Zhang Fan reached its peak.

Even if Ye Yanran agreed to his conditions, he wouldn’t end the match.

He wanted Zhang Fan to lose everything.

Tens of billions, could Ye Yanran produce that amount of money?

Absolutely not, even if Ye Jingtian pampered her, it wouldn’t be possible!

And could Zhang Fan come up with this money?

No way!

Haha, when the time comes, he has a hundred ways to make Zhang Fan wish for death!