C13 Face

Chen Ting suddenly felt an aura rising from Zywane's body. This gave him an extraordinary air.

It seemed that his judgement was quite accurate. Zywane was no ordinary person.

In addition, just now, Huo Qingping had been speaking with hidden meanings within her words. She had already vaguely pointed out that the other party was a talent that would never appear in the family.

It seemed that he would have to improve his standards of reception towards this fellow.

Huo Qingping said a few numbers. Zhang Weiming, that was the password for the bank card. However, he made up his mind. Although the card and password were with him, he would not touch it for a single cent!

Chen Ting made a decision in his heart and immediately pushed Zhang Wei on the shoulders: "He's gone, he's gone. The boss has let us know he's on leave and has a bonus. We can't let such a good thing go to waste." He laughed out loud and left Huo Qingping alone in the hall. Then, he pulled Zywane along with him to the other facilities around the banquet hall.

Huo Qingping didn't say anything as she stood there with a smile that she didn't understand.

"If you call me Brother Ting, then I'll call you Brother Zhang." "Brother Zhang, when a man is alive, he only has the aura of wealth and drinks. What do you want to play with?" Chen Ting asked with a smile.

"As long as you don't anger Qing Ping, you can handle the rest of the Brother Ting." Zywane smiled as he kicked the ball back to Chen Ting.

"This …" Hearing this, Chen Ting pondered for a moment.

"If you don't anger Qing Ping, then that pretty girl won't be able to continue staying at the side. Drinking wine, when everyone is here later on, you will display your skills. How about we go to the entertainment room over there and test our luck?"

Zywane was astonished. This wealthy family was truly different from ordinary people. It was only a banquet, and they had arranged a special entertainment room. The standard was quite high.

One had to know, the hotel didn't care about anything tonight, and the expenses were all paid out of the owner's own pocket.

However, he maintained a calm expression on his face. "I'll do as you say."

Hearing that, Chen Ting brought him to an open hall. This was a billiard room, with standard international games like Fandernok and nine balls that had once been popular in China. There were a few men and women fighting in the hall, and there were a few men and women observing the fight.

"Brother Zhang, look, this is a place where we can play. We can guess who won and who lost. As the owner, I can let you guess first." Chen Ting said with a smile.

Zhang Wei glanced at Chen Ting.

What did this guy mean?

He had only come here to broaden his horizons, but seeing Chen Ting's actions, it was clear that he wanted to compete with him over this.

Zywane did not immediately accept Chen Ting's challenge, but neither did he immediately reject it.

After giving it some thought, he said a few words to Chen Ting before walking over to the billiard table and using his eyes to observe the situation on the field.

As the faint golden light floated by and Zywane focused his attention on the table, he noticed that the moving trajectory of the mother ball became clearer as he activated his speed reduction ability.

Furthermore, with the impact of the mother ball, the trajectory of the ball was clearly displayed in his field of vision.

According to the pattern he discovered, Zhang Huan made five to six predictions.

It was very accurate. He even guessed which bag the ball fell into.

He ran to another table and experimented on it himself. That was right, the feeling of the ball was still there. With the help of his superpower in his eyes, the eight balls happily fell into his bag.

A clear sword!

Zywane ran to Chen Ting again, "I don't know how to make guesses, but I can still fight a few rounds." He lowered his head and thought for a moment. "But I won't gamble. We'll just decide who wins."

"Why?" Chen Ting asked in surprise.

His club's scope wasn't very big, and everyone who participated was considered rich. Generally, people liked to play a little game or two, regardless of winning or losing, it was just for the host's sake.

This guy, on the other hand, was jumping up and down and actually came up with the clever idea of not betting money. This was truly the first time he met someone like this.

"Because the law doesn't allow it!"

Zywane's reply was resolute and decisive. His fresh brain did give Chen Ting a ruthless shock. However, since this little brother that he had just met had the heart to fight, then he might as well not gamble.

"How about we bet? "One cup each." Chen Ting smiled coolly.

"Sure, that's fine." Zywane picked up the club in his hand and walked towards the table.

Chen Ting snickered inwardly. This little fellow still didn't understand the market price. Back then, he was known as the capital's number one expert. On this football stage, he had never lost to anyone!

After the two of them had their guesses, Chen Ting picked the pervert and took the lead. With a few slaps, the three balls were already in his bag.

Zywane gathered his attention and stared intently at the white ball on Chen Ting's pole. After a while, the trajectory of the white ball was clearly displayed before his eyes.

The first three goals Chen Ting hit strength, position, angle, there is no problem, so the goal is inevitable.

However, on the fourth ball, Zywane found that there was a slight error in the angle of Chen Ting's ball from his point of view.

Chen Ting started to hit the white ball.

Just as Zywane predicted, the white ball bounced on the table and flew out.

When Chen Ting saw this, he sighed: "I was planning to clear everything out and let brother drink a cup more in a while, but it seems like it's been too long since I've touched a ball and my skills are still unfamiliar."

"My results are already pretty good. After seeing your ball, I really don't have any confidence." Zywane said humbly.

He walked up to the table and once again activated his eyesight to look at the white ball and the ball on the table.

In his field of vision, there was a complex trajectory diagram. This was the trajectory of the white and the ball under various strengths.

Zywane smiled, held the pole with both of his hands and put the first ball into his pocket with a "pa" sound.

"Little brother, you're quite skilled!" Chen Ting praised.

"Thank you for your praise." Zywane replied politely. His next move was like a god. A few flower balls were put into his bag, and only the last black ball was left on the table.

"Brother Chen, why don't we call it a draw?" Zywane suddenly stopped and asked with a smile.

The black ball was near the bag and the position of the white ball was also very good. Zywane's words clearly showed that he did not want to embarrass Chen Ting.

"Bro, magnanimous!" I, Chen Wang, have remembered it in my heart! " Chen Ting wasn't a fool. The other party had already given him an olive branch. If he didn't accept it, then he wouldn't even give face to Huo Qingping. Wouldn't he be a fool then?

Since Zhang Wei didn't want to be tainted by gambling and was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Huo Qingping, Chen Ting pulled him to the newly built VR Battlefield.

When the two of them came out, the banquet was about to end. This was the third time Huo Qingping contacted Zhang Wei on his phone.

"Director Huo, I was just playing a game with Brother Chen and I didn't hear your call. I'm sorry."

Huo Qingping smiled and said, "As long as you are happy. This is originally an entertainment place. If you still have to think about those things at work, then the style is too low."

Chen Ting nodded his head slightly.

"Little brother is very stable. I wanted to take him into the water to test the soles of his shoes, but I gave him a chance."

"Oh, really?" Huo Qingping turned her face towards Chen Ting with interest: "Seems like you've suffered quite a bit this time. You've come to me to take revenge for your wrongdoings."

"I didn't lose any points, but my face was burning. Hmm, my reputation for more than ten years was ruined." Chen Ting pointed at his nose as he spoke.

"Looks like there's a story." Huo Qingping's interest was piqued.

"I don't want to talk about the matter of Traveler's Town again. If you want to know, let Brother Zhang tell you later."