37 Let Us Search Your Body (1/2)

The Ka-drrum of red and black balls being potted into holes was like a giant drum beating on everyone's soul.

As the referee, the Fu Family's butler re-spotted the colored balls and said, ”He has already potted ten balls in a row!”

Moreover, aside from the ten-consecutive pottings, all the balls potted after every red ball were black. Xiao Luo's score was a staggering 40 points.

Ka-drrum. Ka-drrum.

Xiao Luo focused his attention on delivering his strikes at lightning speed. He didn't need to aim at all, yet he potted the balls nearly every single time. Extraordinary!

Ye Yingying's eyes were as wide as a copper bell: She could no longer maintain her composure.

Fang Shulan and Fu Jiawei were equally dumbfounded. Who knew that Xiao Luo's snooker skills were at this level? His movements were elegant. His shots were decisive. His sense of rhythm was impeccable. Was this even the same guy who slipped up at the beginning? No way.

Looking on from afar, Chu Yue and Bai Ling didn't expect Xiao Luo to be this good.

20 consecutive strikes.

30 consecutive strikes.

The number of billiards on the table decreased rapidly. Xiao Luo thrust his cue forcefully on the last black ball.

Ka-drrum

It fell into the hole, marking the completion of his 32nd strike.

He put down his cue.

The table was cleared!

He won without breaking a sweat.

Total silence. Everyone stood staring in wonder at the table with only a white ball left. Were their eyes deceiving them? Had they just witnessed an illusion?

Rubbing his eyes Fu Jiawei, said to Fang Shulan, his voice shaking, ”A… all the balls are potted?”

Fang Shulan nodded like a robot with a stiff face. ”Yes, all of them!”

Having confirmed the fact, Fu Jiawei looked at Xiao Luo. Xiao Luo bested Fang Shulan in street dancing and crushed Ye Yingying in snooker. How could this guy, from an ordinary family of farmers, be this tough to deal with? So competent? His performance defied credulity.

”This is impossible. How is this possible? This can't be possible.”

Ye Yingying's face turned ghostly pale. Until this moment, she did accept that she'd lost the match.

She had only acquired two points. And Xiao Luo? A whopping 141 points, ending the game by clearing the table. She was proud of how she played. Even when she went against masters, she had never lost so miserably. How could this little nobody triumph over her?

Her mind went blank, as all thoughts slipped away.

And the guy who threatened to cut off his manhood if Xiao Luo cleared the table was flattened in disgrace. His face was as red as a baboon's butt, and he felt like burying his head in the nearest hole.

Xiao Luo unceremoniously held the two bank cards in his hands and waved to Ye Yingying, ”Thanks, Ms. Ye!”

Upon finishing, he turned around and prepared to leave the villa.

Fu Jiawei's heart was bleeding, because one of those cards was his. Seeing that Xiao Luo was about to leave, he immediately asked, ”Xiao Luo, my brother, where are you going? The party hasn't ended yet!”

”Gonna do some transfers at the nearby ATM. I only feel secure after the money enters my account,” Xiao Luo said.

@#\u0026%...

Fu Jiawei wanted to curse so badly after hearing him. Losing money felt f*cking awful. It felt even worse when the guy who won his money gave him an innocuous smile. His blood was boiling. But still, he kept his composure.

Fang Shulan, however, wasn't so nice. Unable to bear Xiao Luo's cynicism, she sneered, ”Are you afraid of us reneging and freezing our accounts? Relax, we don't have to do that. I regard this as chump change to shun off some beggar!”