72: C72 Excavation

C72 Excavation

Zhang Yang knew about billiards, but he had never played before. Plus, he thought it was a waste of time. He immediately shook his head without any hesitation: "Not interested."

Hearing that, Dao Ba's face became gloomy. He frowned as he stared at Zhang Yang. Soon, he began to laugh. He then sneered at the bald trio.

"Baldy, so the person you admire is just a fledgling. He doesn't even know the rules of the underworld, haha."

The baldy's expression was also not good. A hooligan like them could not be considered part of the underworld, but their hearts were filled with yearning. Normally, Dao Ba's actions represented provocation and challenge.

Winning or losing was very important, but what was most important was face. If one did not even dare to provoke or respond to it head on, then that person would have no backbone and would definitely be looked down upon.

Zhang Yang was obviously not a gangster, and he did not understand the so-called rules. Of course, even if he knew, he would not do it.

The baldy's underlings all stared at him angrily, but their expressions were still somewhat awkward.

"Bro, Young Master Zhang's performance doesn't seem to match what you said just now." A lackey beside Dao Ba sneered.

"Fuck you!" Baldy's eyes stared at him, "Little bastard, who do you think you are? Do you even have the right to speak!?"

"You …"

That lackey suddenly put down his billiard club and wanted to say something, but the baldy's voice sounded again, "Dao Ba, I will fight with you!"

Obviously, the baldy could also tell that Zhang Yang didn't know the rules. However, since Dao Ba was provoking him, he would not hesitate to accept it.

"Alright, as usual. Thirty rounds, one hundred rounds. In the end, those who have lost kneel down and chant 'Conquest'!"

Dao Ba immediately followed up. He did not conceal the complacency on his face as he looked contemptuously at Zhang Yang and said, "Remember, you will have to pay the price for bragging."

After saying this, the two lackeys beside him burst out into laughter. The baldy's men were ashamed and angry, and wished that they could pounce on them and beat them up. However, they could not, because this was the rule, and Dao Ba could not wait for them to act.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang also realized that something was wrong. However, he vaguely understood that this was a gamble, and there was also that kneeling guy singing 'conquer'. It sounded very interesting.

However, the faces of the three baldy's weren't too good. It was impossible for them to admit defeat. The baldy waved his hand and ordered the boss at the billiard table, "Old Yu, go get a case of Erguotou."

"Alright, Big Bro Baldie."

Old Yu replied with a forced smile on his face. Usually, these hooligans never gave him money when they were playing pool. Now that he was asked to buy wine, there was no need to count on him anymore.

After saying that, the baldy forced out a smile and said to Zhang Yang, "Young Master Zhang, you and your brothers go over there and drink first, I'll come over later."

"What's going on!" Zhang Yang was obviously interested and asked, "Why did you buy white spirits?"

"Hehe, it seems like you really don't understand."

The baldy forced a smile. There was nothing shameful about that. After he briefly explained the so-called rules, Zhang Yang immediately understood.

"Is he good at billiards?" Zhang Yang asked in a low voice.

The baldy scratched his shiny scalp and nodded, "Before the fall of the chateau, I heard that it was a semi-professional contestant from the young palace." The baldy scratched his shiny scalp and nodded, "Before of the chateau, I heard that it was a semi-professional contestant from the young palace.

Zhang Yang was tongue-tied, "You drank it all by yourself?"

"Every one counts." The baldy pointed at Yellow Hair and the others and laughed dryly, "Young Master Zhang, you are the exception. Hehe."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang nodded and was about to say something when his brows suddenly twitched as if he remembered something, "Scar is called Xiong Castle?"

Tomb, Xiong Lei, fortress?

Zhang Yang had a weird expression on his face. It couldn't be such a coincidence. This Dao Ba was very big. The outline of his face was very similar to the face that Xiong Lei had slapped today.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. He vaguely remembered that Xiong Lei mentioned that he had a gangster brother. The nickname seemed to be Dao Ba.

"Young Master Zhang, you know Dao Ba?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, "No, I don't know him. Does he have a brother called Xiong Lei who is studying at Qinghai No.1 Middle School?"

"Yeah." Baldy nodded and tried asking, "You have a good relationship with Xiong Lei?"

"No." Zhang Yang shook his head as a strange smile appeared on his face. He did not hide anything and said in a low voice, "That guy tried to cause trouble for me, but I broke both his hands."

Hearing that, the baldy's eyes immediately widened and he quickly reacted. He immediately raised his thumb, "Young Master Zhang is formidable, that brat is simply reckless. To dare to find trouble with you, hehehe."

Baldy's smile was a bit awkward. He thought about how he was the same. He also didn't put Zhang Yang in his eyes at the beginning, but he almost lost his life in the end.

Thinking of this, he heaved a sigh of relief. He could not help but feel sad for Xiong Lei, but it was more of a schadenfreude.

At this time, Old Yu had already brought a box of Erguotou over. Seeing this, Dao Ba sneered, "What, did you admit it directly?"

"Cut the crap, let's fight!"

Hearing that Dao Ba's brother was crippled by Zhang Yang, the baldy's heart became a lot more balanced. He immediately took a step up the stairs and walked straight to the billiard table where Dao Ba was.

"This time we're not going to play in a hole, it's too slow, we're going to play in a ball."

Dao Ba was startled: "Why?"

"From number one to number eight, play according to the sequence. It's one thing to win the ball from number eight to whoever wins the match. What do you think?"

"Hehe, I can't really tell. Big Bro Baldy, you still have some skills huh? Your strategy is a little bit like nine balls, but eight is still eight. It's all the same."

A hint of pride flashed across Dao Ba's eyes. The corner of his mouth curled up. He didn't even put the baldy in his eyes.

The two of them each took a stick, so naturally, there would be a younger brother to take care of the ball.

"You guys have a hundred apiece!" When the two were about to kick off the ball, Zhang Yang suddenly opened his mouth.

"Yeah, Young Master Zhang." Baldy quickly replied.

Zhang Yang scratched his chin with a puzzled expression, "Why not a hundred balls?"

The scene was silent for a moment. Everyone's gaze was on Zhang Yang.

One ball a hundred, eight balls, eight hundred balls a game.

F * ck, after thirty games, it was still twenty-four thousand yuan.

Everyone had a strange look in their eyes. Although they tried their best to conceal it, many of them revealed looks of disdain.

This guy didn't even dare to accept a round of provocation just now, but now that Big Bro Baldy had taken thirty rounds for him, he looked as if he wanted to stir up trouble. He knew that Big Bro Baldy couldn't win, but he was adding insult to injury.

Everyone wanted to ask if the f * * k was sent by Dao Ba as a spy! Isn't it!

Yellow Hair and the vulgar man were also embarrassed. It wasn't easy for them to earn money. Watching them fight to collect protection fees. To put it bluntly, it was a bloody history. Twenty four thousand yuan, half a month was wasted.

However, what surprised everyone was that after a moment, the baldy didn't hesitate to shout, "Young Master Zhang is right, a round is a hundred too petty. Dao Ba, your father will do the same as you. Do you dare to accept?!"

They never thought that the baldy would say such a thing. Not only was everyone tongue-tied, but even Dao Ba was also stunned. He squinted his eyes and stared at the bald man, as if he wanted to see a flower from his face.

"Yelling, baldy, you've become braver." Soon, Dao Ba sneered. He glanced at Zhang Yang, who was pretending to be stupid, and said with disdain, "Why, are you so anxious to show your loyalty to your new master?"

"Cut the f * cking bullshit, just a sentence, will you accept it or not?"0

The baldy was giving his all. It wasn't that he had any confidence, but that Dao Ba was right. He was expressing his loyalty. Thirty thousand yuan was not much for him, but it wasn't unacceptable.

"Take it, someone sent me money, why won't laozi take it?" Dao Ba coldly smiled as he replied, "Baldy, you'll be crying after you lose everything."

"F * ck off."

Baldy cursed angrily, took out a card and handed it to Yellow Hair, "Take the money, each of us will pay ten thousand."

Yellow Hair's expression changed. He wanted to take the card and say something, but the baldy glared at him to stop him. Then, he looked at Dao Ba and coldly said, "Dao Ba, you have cash, right?"

"F * ck!" Dao Ba cursed, "Do you think you can beat me?"

"So you don't have money." The bald man sneered.

Dao Ba was embarrassed, he immediately took out a card and gave it to his little brother, "Give me 30,000, no, 50,000!"

After he finished speaking, he gave a cold laugh. "How about it, let's begin? I'll let you drive first."

Baldy did not give in to kindness, but did not accept the kindness. He scolded, "Put away your little intelligence. Who the hell doesn't know that you are being taken advantage of after. Remember, your father is the one who is letting you go."

According to what he said, most people wouldn't be able to get past the first shot. Even if they did, it would be a waste of time. On the other hand, if they didn't, it would be selling sticks!

The baldy was ready to throw caution to the wind. Since the result was loss, he would be generous enough to lose in front of Zhang Yang. He had to admit, he had good eyes.

In addition, the baldy had roamed the streets ever since he was a kid. Usually, he would drink and fight for entertainment, and he had quite a few things. Overall, his billiard skills were quite good.

Of course, it was not bad here compared to the average person. He knew that he couldn't win against Dao Ba, he had been deceived by him a few times before, but was always won by Dao Ba with a very small gap.

Zhang Yang watched on the side with a smile. Although the baldy's way of doing things was different from what he was thinking, he had to admit that this guy was very good at it.

"Pah!"

At this moment, the bald player had already taken off the ball. He was very strong and didn't have any goal. However, after hitting the ball, he actually scored a goal, No.3!

He originally thought that the baldy had some tricks up his sleeve, but now it seems that he was basically giving money to him. He thought that the one who contributed to all this was that silly Young Master Zhang.

Dao Ba could not help but look at Zhang Yang with a less aggressive gaze.

That's right!

This idiot was very stupid!

Baldy's rule was very simple. The result of winning or losing was to win the black eight ball. Before the eight ball was won, the outcome was still unknown.

In other words, it was not as if they scored more goals than anyone else. Even if they scored from No.1 to No.7, if No.8 didn't make it, they would only win on the No.8 side.

Although he had entered the third ball, the bald player had to start from the first ball's sequence. However, his luck seemed to be pretty good, the first ball was very close to the pocket, and the Mother Ball was not blocked.

However, when the baldy looked at the seven balls on the table, he became slightly hesitant.

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