Chapter 5 Professional Skills

This Zhuang Wen's family is extremely powerful in the East China Sea. Although he is less than thirty years old, he has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child. lower him.

They talked for a while, and Lin Xian smiled and said, "I'm going to do a beauty treatment for a while, you can talk." After speaking, she went straight to a small hall and left Zhang Jun with Zhuang Wen.

Zhuang Wen smiled at this moment: "Brother Zhang, what do you want to play?"

Zhang Jun came back to this kind of place, but he was not stage fright. After thinking about it, he said, "Brother Wen, it's my first time here, so I don't know much about it. Please introduce me."

Zhuang Wendao: "This club has relatively complete facilities. There are chess and card rooms, gyms, bathrooms, beauty care, and you can also play billiards, bowling, and balls." beauty."

Zhang Jun was secretly surprised, thinking that these rich people really enjoy it, it seems that this club is indeed a fun place. He thought for a while, and said, "Brother Wen, let me play casually."

Zhuang Wen nodded and said, "Okay, I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll be with you."

With Zhuang Wen, the host, leading the way, Zhang Jun soon came to the billiard room. There are more than a dozen billiard tables in the billiard room, and the space is very wide. On one side of the ball room, there is a long bar, where the waiters and billiard girls sit.

At this time, there were two middle-aged men facing each other in the billiards room. Zhuang Wen nodded slightly to the two, and stood aside with Zhang Jun to watch.

After watching for a while, Zhang Jun knew that the two were playing the common style of play popular in China, eight ball. He has been exposed to this kind of gameplay since junior high school. Although he is not a master, he is still somewhat level.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but concentrate, and suddenly felt that the trajectory of the cue ball became extremely clear. This clarity is not only because his dynamic vision is superior to that of ordinary people, and he can see objects moving at high speed clearly, but also because he can accurately predict the trajectory of the cue ball, and even the direction and strength of the ball after it is hit.

"This shot is low, and it's likely to be a jump ball." Zhang Jun thought to himself.

Sure enough, the cue ball was suddenly picked up and flew out of the table, and the batter let out a sigh.

"This shot is very accurate, the No. 6 ball is about to enter the hole." He said again in his heart.

"Ping!"

With a crisp sound, the No. 6 ball was actually hit into the hole.

Zhang Jun watched it like this for a few minutes, feeling that his eyesight could fully capture the trajectory of the ball. This is obviously another ability hidden in perspective, which can capture and predict the trajectory of objects.

Furthermore, Zhang Jun's eyes can predict the effect of power. For example, if someone punches him, he can predict where, how, and how hard the opponent hits.

Of the two players facing each other, one of them was superior, and he quickly hit the eight ball into the hole to win.

The defeated middle-aged man shook his head dully and said, "Today we have lost eight games in a row, so that's it." After speaking, he put a stack of chips on the table, turned and left.

Zhang Jun didn't know the exact value of these chips, so he asked Zhuang Wen: "Brother Wen, what is the price of these chips?"

Zhuang Wendao: "Each chip is 10,000 yuan, 16 chips is 160,000 yuan."

Zhang Jun nodded and said, "Brother Wen, I also want to play a game."

The middle-aged man who just won the game heard Zhang Jun's words, looked over immediately, and said with a smile, "This little brother also wants to play?"

Zhuang Wen smiled and said: "My brother is new here, Brother Guo, you have to be merciful." He nodded slightly to the waiter next to him, and the waiter brought twenty chips, worth two hundred thousand.

Zhuang Wen handed the chips to Zhang Jun and said, "Brother, just play around, and the chips will be credited to my account."

Zhang Jun took the chips, nodded, turned around and said to the middle-aged man: "Mr. Guo, twenty chips, I only bet one game, if you want, we can start, you start first."

Seeing that Zhang Jun dared to bet up to 200,000, Mr. Guo was not surprised, he smiled "hehe" and said, "Okay, it's refreshing, then 200,000 a game."

The people who can come to this club are all billionaires, two hundred thousand is just a drop in the bucket, they don't care much.

Waiting for the waiter to finish the ball, Mr. Guo hit the first shot, only to hear a "ping", a dozen balls flicked randomly, and the No. 5 ball went into the hole.

Mr. Guo blinked at Zhuang Wen, and then shot out one after another, and two more balls went into the hole. On the third shot, the ball accidentally stopped on the edge of the hole, and his offensive was over.

When it was Zhang Jun's turn to make a shot, he walked around the table, finally locked on the No. 14 ball, and then leaned over to hit the ball. His movements were not standard, but they were very smooth and natural. He only heard a crisp sound of "ping", and the cue ball rushed out and hit the No. 14 ball accurately.

The ball on the 14th bounced off the edge and fell into the hole with precision.

Zhuang Wen's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay!"

Zhang Jun was not in a hurry. Just after he hit that shot, he actually secretly saw the trajectory of power, so he was 100% sure that the ball would go into the hole.

Then he was out of control, and the balls he hit went into the hole one after another. When only the eighth ball remained, he finally encountered a problem. Between the cue ball and the No. 8 ball, there are other balls in the way, and he cannot hit it directly.

Mr. Guo has always looked as usual. Although Zhang Jun can score consecutive goals, it is nothing to him. If he is in good condition, he can do it too.

At this time, when the crucial goal came, he slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "Little brother, it seems that you are going to stop here."

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I'll only know after trying it." As he said that, he just glanced at it casually, and directly hit it with one shot.

"Ping!"

The cue ball bounced off the touchline before hitting the eight-ball ferociously. The No. 8 ball was very fast. It also hit the sideline while spinning obliquely, and then bounced back and fell into the hole with an arc.

This is definitely a difficult move, and Zhuang Wen and the middle-aged man surnamed Guo are stunned. After a long time, that Mr. Guo said loudly: "Amazing! I have opened my eyes today!"

Zhuang Wen suppressed the shock on his face, and said with emotion: "Brother Zhang, your shot is simply amazing, definitely at the level of a professional master."

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "It's just luck." Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually very happy in his heart. Not to mention his golf skills, he also made two hundred thousand at once, so he was naturally happy in his heart.

Mr. Guo readily took out twenty chips and put them on the table, and said with a smile: "Brother, my game skills are far worse than yours, and it's boring to compare. Why don't you and I play something else?"

Zhuang Wen glanced at Zhang Jun, smiled and said, "Brother, do you want to try your luck?"

Zhang Junxin said that when he wants to sleep, someone will give him a pillow. His clairvoyance ability is the most suitable for cheating in casinos. How could he refuse to give money to someone surnamed Guo.

So he smiled lightly and said, "Since Mr. Guo is interested, let's play a few games."