Chapter 1208

Jim Albert: "...what are you talking about?"

Li Feng took out a cigarette, spit out a cigarette ring, and said: "I will take over Mark to fight with you, I If you win, don’t bother with Scarlett. I lost and gave you ten million dollars. Dare you?"

There was a moment of silence in the field, and everyone looked surprised. Look at Li Feng.

I want to continue playing even in this situation. Did he deliberately send money to Jim Albert?

After a long while, Jim Albert laughed up to the sky: "Why, you have something to ask me to father?"

"What the hell?" Li Feng was a little bit dumb, why? I beg his father for something, is his brain okay?

Jim Albert laughed: "Aren’t you going to send me money on purpose? I can’t think of any other possibilities except for asking my father for something."

"Jim , Be confident, he just wants to bribe you."

"Ten million dollars, this Chinese guy is such a big hand, the picture is not small."

"Jim, I think you can ask him more, twenty million! You are worth the price!"

Jim's entourage roared around.

Li Feng glanced at them with an idiot look, taunted: "Do you think I will lose to him on purpose? What a big face he is."

"What?" Jim. Albert doesn't understand what "big face" means.

Li Feng rolled the eyes: "It means you are shameless."

"Fake, you dare to scold me?" Jim Albert couldn't believe his ears .

"oh la la"

Jim's entourage surrounded Li Feng and geared up. As long as Jim gave an order, they would get together and beat Li Feng. They could not take care of themselves. .

Li Feng had no fear on his face, and he still said mockingly: "I said I want to fight with you, you just said I want to bribe you, and there is something to ask of you father, what is this not shameless?"

"So you have the confidence to beat me in such a situation, don't you?" Jim Albert finally recollected, sneered said.

"Of course, without such confidence, I would dare say that I lost you 10 million dollars? Although I am very rich, I am also impossible to take 10 million dollars improperly." Li Feng shrugged.

Jim Albert: "..."

Others: "..."

No...Publicly boasting that I am rich is really Okay?

"Mr. Li, you must be calm, don't be impulsive, the big deal is that I will dance with him." Scarlett attached to Li Feng's ear, whispered persuaded.

She understands the rules of snooker and knows that Jim Albert is almost invincible under the current circumstances. Even if O'Sullivan comes, she may not be able to turn defeat into victory. There are too many restrictions. Up.

"Didn't I want to dance with you." Li Feng blinked and said with a smile.

Scarlett: "...eh?"

"haha, I was joking, it scared you." Li Feng laughed and quickly denied the statement.

His original intention was that Jim Albert was so arrogant, not really to dance with Scarlett.

Of course, it would be better if Scarlett was willing to dance with him. After all, Scarlett was the Goddess of his dream.

Scarlett gave him a weird look, and then she said with a smile: "If you really win, I am willing to dance with you."

Scarlett’s smile is very lethal, with red lips and jade teeth and deep dimples. How many male audiences are infatuated with her because of her smile.

Although Li Feng said that he was very resistant, he still couldn't bear to face Scarlett's smile.

"This is what you said, don't regret it." Li Feng came to the spirit.

"Well, no regrets, but if you lose..." Scarlett was a little worried.

"This kind of probability does not exist." Li Feng smiled confidently, got up and walked to the cue rack to choose a cue that took advantage of him, and hooked his finger at Jim Albert: "How So, dare you gamble with me?"

"Xiete, what's not to dare, come, let me see how you win!" Jim Albert sneered, sitting back in the lounge chair.

On the side, Emily curled her mouth and whispered, "It's better than technique, not better than luck. You can't have a Li Feng billiards this time, right?"

"What?" Mark Jonathan didn't hear what she said, so he asked quickly.

"I mean Li Feng lost this time." Emily said with a sneer.

Mark Jonathan nodded, his face gloomy said: "He must lose. I want to see his face when he loses 10 million dollars to Jim Albert."

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Before the game, he uttered wild words, but he was beaten 66-0 by Jim. Mark was completely ashamed. If there was a crack on the ground, he would get in.

I never thought that Li Feng would stand up and attract the attention of the audience, but no one paid attention to him anymore.

It is conceivable that if Li Feng loses the game later, it will definitely attract ridicule from the audience, but he, the loser, can get away calmly!

This is the good thing in the legend, right?

The Scarlett who heard the conversation between the two browses slightly wrinkle, Li Feng helped Mark out anyway. Not only was Mark not grateful, but also wanted to see Li Feng’s jokes, this character...

At this moment, Li Feng took the cue and walked to the table and observed it carefully.

"Huaxia guys, don’t watch it. This ball must be tied. Can you do it? If you don’t, give up."

Jim Albert drew a cigar, Tap it and taunted.

Pieting is a way of hitting the white ball with the cue almost perpendicular to the table surface, causing the white ball to rotate strongly, so as to create an arc.

When the white ball and the black ball are almost attached to each other, you can only hit the ball with a stick to make it bypass the black ball and hit the red ball in the distance.

If the white ball is very close to the red ball, it is relatively simple, but at the moment the red ball closest to the white ball is also more than two meters away.

This has very high requirements for a player’s strength, skills, and route control. Only professional players have a certain degree of certainty to use the stick to bypass the black ball, hit the red ball, and not score. Into the other two said.

Li Feng, an amateur player, how can he score?

"Admit defeat?" Li Feng raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said with a tip of his nose: "The word surrender has never been in the Young Master's dictionary!"

The voice fell to the ground, Li Feng put down his club and started doing sit-ups.

Scarlett: "???"

Jim: "???"

Others: "???"

No... Why did you do sit-ups, what the hell?

Soon, ten sit-ups were done, and Li Feng did ten push-ups and ten presses.

After doing this, Li Feng held the club with both hands and backed a few meters.

"This is really a pole vault, isn't it?!" After seeing Li Feng's gesture of holding the pole, Jim yelled directly.

"pu, he doesn't know how to play billiards." Emily chuckled.

"hmph, grandstanding." Mark shook the head with a mocking look on his face.

Scarlet covered her eyes with her hand and couldn't bear to look again.

At this moment, Li Feng suddenly came up for a run and jumped back and forth to the table, clenched the cue, and when he landed, he placed the cue fiercely toward the back edge of the white ball fiercely. Stick it down!