"Pa pa pa pa..."
A series of striking sounds came, followed by the "dong dong dong" of balls falling into pockets.
Everyone was dumbfounded; starting with the nine ball all the way to the fifteen ball, each one went in, leaving only Eastern Yun Fei's solids and the game-deciding black eight on the table.
"How... how is this possible!"
Eastern Yun Fei stared intently at the table, her eyes becoming somewhat dull. By now, even a fool could see that Chen Nan's skill wasn't simply good luck.
One-handed, he pocketed seven balls in one shot!
Eastern Yun Fei had to admit, Chen Nan was a monster. With his skills, not to mention professional billiards players, even the world champion would probably just be mercilessly thrashed in front of him.
Chen Nan tapped on the table with his cue stick, looking at Eastern Yun Fei, "How about it? Beastie, why don't you just concede? I don't want you to lose too badly."
