The man bent down to hit the ball, and the smooth club smoothly passed between his fingers. With one effortless hit, the white ball hit a yellow ball forward, and then bounced to another purple ball near the hole pocket. On the ball, the two balls fell into the ball bag together.
The game rules of American Black Eight: The batter needs to put his own ball into the designated bag. If the ball in this round does not hit the bag or hits the opponent's bag, he needs to switch to the opponent's ball. If someone does not hit the ball in the next round, If you hit the black eight before clearing the field, you will lose the game.
This man's luck was as good as others said. The two balls he hit at once in one round were both from his own group of balls and successfully rolled into his designated ball bag. Now He only needs to hit two more balls of his own and a black eight on the pool table to win the game.
Karen pursed her mouth tightly, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face. She sweated more on her forehead, and her bald forehead became even more shiny under the dim light.
"Oh my god, Barton is going to win again. The positions of these balls are too easy for him. I think he can score with his eyes closed." The man next to Todd was still muttering, and he said to Todd with his palm in front of his mouth, "Look at the expression on old Karen's face. If he had a gun, he would be furious right now."
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