Li Man'er was almost crying: "It's still moving..."

Tang Yanxi and the others saw that although they scored seven balls in a row, the white balls on the table were still spinning, rolling like chicken blood.

Han Ziqi was trembling for the first time.

"Bang!"

The white ball hit the edge of the table and bounced back, then hit the black eight in the corner.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound, black eight, put it in the bag.

Complete victory!

The whole audience was silent.

Tang Yanxi, Pang Zhuang, Han Ziqi, all of them opened their mouths wide.

They stared blankly at the half-cleared table, as if they couldn't believe that all this was true.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan, and they still couldn't accept Ye Fan's victory.

This is not the level of a country bumpkin, and it is more than enough to beat professional players.

If this is luck, it will be lucky to win 300 million.

Han Ziqi also re-examined Ye Fan, her eyes flashing with light.

She always thought Ye Fan was a little different, but she didn't expect him to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger so deeply.
Chapter completed!