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Chapter 382

Although the girl was quite scared, she looked down on her boyfriend so cowardly.

You said you didn’t have any dime to do with you. If he was your friend, maybe I would have done it with you!

The girl glared at her boyfriend, but her boyfriend didn't realize it.

Elena looked at Old John with her people, rolled her eyes on the roof, thinking: The one who was trying to die is here again!

Fan Jianming ignored John and his bodyguards and said to John expressionlessly: "It's your turn!"

This ball cannot be rescued at all, only four points on the detent.

And no matter how he hits or where all the balls roll, John knew that with Fan Jianming's level, he would definitely win in one shot.

So he didn't dare to move.

Old John didn't know what was going on, but only saw all the gangsters lying on the ground. He didn't ask about his son, but instead looked at Elena and Fan Jianming coldly.

Seeing Elena turn her face aside, she looks like she doesn't care about her.

Old John asked Fan Jianming: "What the hell is going on?"

John looks very much like his father, and outsiders see that they are responsible for two.

Fan Jianming ignored Old John and then said to John: "It's your turn!"

John is a top amateur expert, and he has never lost in his own billiards hall.

After all, he has participated in the competition and has almost become a professional player. Of course, the reason why he is willing to accept the loss is clear.

If it was just money, he accepted it!

But because I have to stand at the door and scold myself for five minutes, I will never recognize this account.

So he didn't say anything.

Although John had seen Fan Jianming's skills, he knew that his father's bodyguard was even better and he was wearing a gun, so he asked his father to come forward to solve the problem.

He thought his father could handle Fan Jianming, but he didn't know that he was cheating on his father.

After all, Old John is an old gangster. Seeing that Fan Jianming is young and an oriental person, he should not have much strength here.

Although twenty or thirty people lay under the pool table, those people were all gangsters. They were okay when they were fighting, and they were almost useless to beat them.

At best, Fan Jianming was able to bring down the others and could only say that he had some skills, but if he wanted to fight against Old John, at least in Old John's opinion, this was far less important.

"Young man," said Old John to Fan Jianming: "If nothing else, take away the money you won and leave here quickly."

He could tell at a glance that it must be Fan Jianming who won. These gangsters didn't do it, so they took action, but in the end they suffered a loss.

If Fan Jianming came to play, he would definitely not come alone, and his expression would not be like this now.

In any case, in his opinion, this is a game for children. With his position in society, it is too embarrassing to interfere in this matter, and it is too embarrassing to spread it.

So he hopes that Fan Jianming will stop when he sees it is better.

Fan Jianming ignored it and continued to say to John: "It's your turn!"

His meaning is very simple, John either hits the ball or gives in.

If you admit defeat, hurry to the door and scold yourself.

John had no face at all the people lying on the ground. If he stood at the door and scolded himself in front of his father, even if he was willing to do it, Old John might not be willing.

John said with a tough bullet: "Didn't my father say it? Since you win, take away the money you won and don't make trouble here."

"Is our bet not just this little money?"

Of course, Old John understood, and immediately grabbed a gangster from the ground and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

The gangster immediately said their bets, and when Old John heard this, it was too much.

Although he knew very well that this bet was invented by his son, and his son's men often had defeated men standing at the door and scolding him.

He didn't care at that time, thinking that this was a game for children and never cared about it.

It's different now. If his son stands at the door and scolds himself, where will he put his father's face?

These gangsters got up from the ground, as if they were hiding from the plague god, Fan Jianming tried to stay away, and leaned towards Old John and the bodyguards one after another.

Old John smiled and said to Fan Jianming: "Young people, everyone is going to have to pay attention to their face or make some money. Your bet is 100,000, right? I will give you another 200,000, and you can get some money and leave!"

This amusement park is the largest in the city. Old John can open such a large billiards hall in this amusement park, not just a matter of money. He can only solve both black and white, otherwise it would not be tenable.

No matter how powerful Fan Jianming is, in the eyes of Old John, he is still a child and an oriental person. He doesn't want his reputation to be bad [      www.biqugex.biz], so he is willing to give up 200,000 as a make-up to make Fan Jianming give up the bet he had agreed with John before.

If it were someone else, it would be like an amnesty.

Not to mention that Old John also added 200,000 yuan, he just wanted to get back the 100,000 yuan he had lost before. As long as you don’t have your life, you can hide aside and have fun secretly!

Upon hearing this, the girl hurried to Fan Jianming and whispered: "Brother, hurry up and leave with the money. You may not understand him yet. He is..."

Before the girl could speak, her boyfriend actually came over and pulled her aside, telling her not to be troublesome.

The girl became popular and kicked her boyfriend directly: "Look at your promising prospects? Even if I go to be a street girl, I won't be able to treat you. Get out of here!"

Her boyfriend also whispered, "I'm for your own good, hurry up and follow me!"

"Go away!"

The girl became angry and directly pushed his knees to his vital point. The guy screamed, covered his hands, and immediately collapsed to his knees.

Old John was still waiting for Fan Jianming's answer, but Fan Jianming still ignored him and continued to say to John: "Looking at you like this, you are almost thirty, right? You have so many brothers under your command, and you are willing to accept the loss. Don't you understand? If you win, you are proud. If you lose, you will look for your father. Have you grown up?"

Old John saw it: This kid is really a bit weird and doesn't take me seriously.

Old John suppressed his anger and thought to himself: I will give you a chance in the end, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!

"Young man, I'll tell you again..."

"No need!" Fan Jianming flatly refused, "This has nothing to do with you. Your son is an adult. He has the ability to be responsible 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 he finished speaking, the eight bodyguards behind him immediately lined up and looked at Fan Jianming with a fierce look.
Chapter completed!
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