Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs.

If Song Ye blocked the gunpowder keg and let her spontaneously ignite, then Qin Zhan ended it with one shot.

"Brother Qin..." Tears welled up in Han Yan's eyes, and when she shook her body, the bean-sized tears fell down, looking so pitiful.

"Han Yan!" Gao Qin was startled, and immediately pulled up to support the beauty, almost breaking his heart.

However, Han Yan looked at Qin Zhan stubbornly, and told the other party how sad she was with those silent tears.

It's a pity that she doesn't know Qin Zhan very well, and she didn't know his thoughts when she was a child. Today, after ten years of separation, none of those beautiful fantasies can be realized.

"Tears are the most useless thing." Qin Zhan's face was calm, as if he was treating weak subordinates on the school ground without showing any mercy. moving.

Han Yan couldn't hold it any longer, her tears flowed down like running water, and her uncontrollable emotions made her rush out of the door.

In just half an hour, Miss Han, who was originally gentle and strong, cried twice in anger. Qin Zhan's ruthlessness was shocking.

Song Ye had been watching the play from the beginning to the end, and his eyes were full of interest. For a man who grew up with a gun and saw fewer women than aliens, it is indeed difficult to learn how to get along with women and understand women's thoughts.

And Qin Zhan's words are all right from the beginning to the end. He is a strong man in the army and a leader. What he needs is prestige and cold-hearted means. When he decides things, he doesn't need others to point his fingers. Tears, in his opinion, are nothing more than an expression of lack of pumping.

Seeing Han Yan running away, Gao Qin was about to chase after him, but Qin Zhan stopped him halfway, "Agreed to try."

"Qin Zhan..." Gao Qin's eyes were almost bursting out of fire, he wished he could go up to join people now, but he knew that no matter whether it was family background or skill, he couldn't fight against each other. Taking a deep breath, his eyes were gloomy, "The person I want to compare with is Song Ye. If he can come, I will accompany him."

Putting the responsibility on Song Ye, he didn't believe that a person who couldn't even take a club would come to court for death.

"Yes, but the stake will be raised to 10 million." Qin Zhan did not hesitate at all, and was still raising the price.

"Ten million?" Gao Qin gasped. He knew that Qin Zhan never joked, but he gritted his teeth and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence, "I can't come up with so much money." Gao Although the family is in politics and has a rich family background, his monthly expenses are not so much.

"You can make an IOU." Qin Zhan relaxed the conditions, but Song Ye, who was beside him, slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

At this point, Gao Qin was also forced to the point where it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to grit his teeth and nodded, "Okay."

Afterwards, Qin Zhan wrote a check, Gao Qin made an IOU, and the game was officially suppressed.

Song Ye stood by and watched as if it had nothing to do with herself, until Qin Zhan walked up to her, she curled her lips and asked, "You are so confident that I will agree?"

"Well, it's yours to win the lottery." Qin Zhan responded lightly, with no worries on his face.

In this world, no one thinks too much money, and Song Ye is no exception.

Ten million... This is the transaction price for picking a jade, Song Ye raised his eyebrows, and said quite jokingly: "I really can't play." She is not all-around decathlon, and there is always a weakness.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Qin Zhan knew that Song Ye had already agreed, so he turned around and walked to the pool.

After drawing a club out, he handed it to Song Ye, who took it and gestured twice on his hand, his movements a little stiff.

Everyone present could see that Song Ye was indeed a novice, and Gao Qin, who originally thought he was shooting himself in the foot, suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

"How's it going? Who's going to start?" Gao Qin also took a cue and stood straight in front of the table in his suit, which made him look extremely handsome.

"Just please." Song Ye didn't give a shit, and decided to watch it first.

With a stake of 10 million yuan in stake, Gao Qin naturally had no humility. He pressed down on the club, made a straight line with his body, and then the club lightly hit the white ball with a slap. The color balls on the table were removed, and the situation became a scattered distribution.

Gao Qin was obviously lucky today. He went out with one shot and just scored the No. 6 ball. He scored one point at the start and continued to hit the ball.

Although Song Ye doesn't know how to play, he still understands the basic rules. In the 15-ball competition rule, the kicker gets balls 1 to 7, the other side gets balls 9 to 15, and the one who finishes playing his own ball first , and then get the score of the eight ball, even if you win.

In the process of this kind of play, due to the interference of the opponent's colored balls, the schedule will be infinitely elongated, and it often requires considerable skills and experience to find the right angle.

Song Ye knows nothing and lacks everything, but there is no pressure at all, because she doesn't have to pay for it when she loses.

After scoring four goals in a row, Gao Qin failed to adjust the angle of the last shot, but he did not score the ball, but he also fixed the white ball on the edge of the pocket, and there was a colored ball next to it, which showed that he was not sure of scoring a goal. , but it will not make the opponent better.

With just these few shots, even a layman like Song Ye could see that Gao Qin's level was good, and he should be a veteran who played frequently.

"It's up to you." Qin Zhan only glanced at the distribution of the color balls on the table, and then let Song Ye stand up and press the bar, and in the process did not forget to teach her to adjust her posture, "Double-legs-split apart. , shoulder width, waist down, arms straight, look at the target in front of you, don't touch the color ball."

Qin Zhan gave one command at a time, and his voice was low and powerful, which could give people a strong sense of oppression, which was the coercion formed on the battlefield.

The few people present did not dare to speak out, they were as solemn and solemn as watching the parade-soldiers, and Song Ye followed the instructions in one step and adjusted his perspective.

Just when he was wondering why Qin Zhan didn't let her try to hit the ball, a force suddenly pressed down behind him.

"When there are multiple options for pocketing, the priority is to score the next goal and block the opponent's next ball." The warm breath suddenly sprayed in his ears, Qin Zhan was tall and tall. His body is like a lofty mountain, and although there is no weight to suppress, the invasion of the breath is particularly obvious.

Song Ye's ears itch a little from the breath of his words, so he subconsciously hides to one side, and the other side of his face touches the other's arm.

"Concentrate." The hand that pressed the pole and the hand that controlled the ball were held together. Song Ye felt that this posture was uncomfortable.