32 Vilest Plan Throughout History (2/2)

”Yeah, be quick if you want to play, or just admit you're a pussy.”

”He must be afraid of losing. After all, he hasn't tried something as high class as snooker before.”

”But his worries can be justified. He'll have to bark like a dog if he loses. He can't possibly humiliate himself like that.”

Fu Jiawei smiled contemptuously. If he got this done, Chu Yue might fall for him. Thinking about his future days with a goddess beside him, he could feel the bliss in his heart.

From far away, Bai Ling said anxiously, ”Young mistress Chu, do you think Xiao Luo will agree to Ye Yingying's offer?”

”Hmph, if he doesn't, I'll proceed with the vilest plan in the history of humanity!” Chu Yue curled her mouth, resolving to humiliate Xiao Luo.

Vilest in history?!

Bai Ling couldn't help but shudder as she broke into a cold sweat for Xiao Luo.

At this moment, Xiao Luo craned his neck and proceeded to ask, ”Ms.Ye, what's the password to your bank card?”

What?

Everyone was stunned, as they had no clue about what Xiao Luo was doing.

Yee Yingying also looked puzzled.

Xiao Luo spread his hands and said, ”How am I supposed to take money out from this card without the password?”

Pssss

After he came out with those words, the crowd subconsciously took a deep breath as they thought, ”This guy is way too arrogant. How can he be so sure he'll win?”

Fu Jiawei, on the contrary, only dismissed a sneer as he murmured in his mind, ”Games and snooker are Yingying's greatest hobbies. Even Uncle Da, who had played snooker at international level competitions, recognizes Yingying's skill. Do you want to compete with her in snooker, Xiao Luo? Don't even think of winning even if you have an extra three heads and six arms.”

Ye Yingying was so agitated she chuckled. Then, she said in a deep voice, ”The password is six ones. Win it from me if you can.”

”All right!”

Xiao Luo strode toward the snooker table.

The guests who were initially drinking, eating snacks, and chattering shifted their positions, seeing that an intriguing snooker match was about to begin and moved forward to get a better look.

Xiao Luo picked a snooker cue and weighed it in his hands. ”I haven't played in a long time. Let me get the hang of it again.”

As he spoke, he bent over and thrust the white ball with his cue. His movements were rusty and stiff, and his shot lived up to everyone's expectations. He slipped. Almost all the thrust force from the cue was funneled to the edge of the white ball, causing it only to roll a short distance.

”Hahaha…”

Fang Shulan and Ye Yingying's friends were rolling in the aisles.

”He can't even hit the ball! He must've never played before!”

”He even boldly claimed he was good at pool just now. It seems like he's just bluffing.”

”Yeah, right, I've never seen such an idiot. Is he out of his mind to brag that arrogantly? I wonder how he is surviving in this world.”

From far away, Chu Yue became excited, ”That guy's going to be barking soon! Haha…”

Bai Ling was baffled, ”What's wrong with Xiao Luo? He shouldn't agree if he doesn't know how to play.” But after some thought, she was a little relieved. ”But that's okay. At least Young Mistress Chu won't get to use her vilest plan.”

Since Chu Yue said it was the most vicious plan in history, it was by no means an exaggeration. It would be ten times or even a hundred times crueler than this one.