After Yan Wei walked out of the bar, he went to a billiard hall.
Yan Yu slowly walked to the side of the pool table, stood still, and placed his feet slightly apart to form a stable standing posture.
Yan Yi's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the white cue ball on the table, as if he was measuring the distance between it and the target, as well as the trajectory that was about to unfold.
Yan Yu's breathing became deep and even, and every breath seemed to be gathering strength for the upcoming shot.
I saw him gently pick up the club, holding the shaft firmly with his left hand, and holding the end of the club with his right hand in a relaxed yet powerful posture.
The fingers make subtle adjustments, searching for the most subtle balance point, as if having a silent conversation with the club.
Suddenly, Yan Yu's eyes became more focused and his body leaned forward slightly, like a cheetah ready to pounce.
At that moment, he exerted force with his right hand, and the cue cut through the air like lightning, driving the cue ball across the table at an astonishing speed.
The cue ball seemed to be endowed with magic. It hit the target ball accurately according to the route preset in his mind, making a crisp and powerful "pop" sound.
The target ball flew into the air after being hit by the force, drawing a beautiful arc, and then cleverly hit another ball, triggering a series of exciting collisions.
In the end, all the balls fell into the pockets one by one as he wished.
"nice shot!!"
It was an extremely familiar voice. Yan Yu looked up at the person who came. It was Jiang Ju.
"What are you doing here?"
Yan Yu's good expression disappeared in an instant, and he asked in a cold tone.
"We've become strangers now. I've been searching for you so hard."
Jiang Ju spoke to himself.
Yan Yu didn't respond either.
"Yan Yu, please join us."
"Half of the country will naturally not treat you unfairly."
"Haha, I've retired from society a long time ago. I'm not interested in your lofty ideals or anything like that."
"Oh~ What on earth could have caused our once decisive killer Yan Yu to become like this?"
There was a lot of sarcasm in Jiang Ju's words.
He did not forget what happened that day. The scene of Yan Yu and Ye Qingliu secretly holding hands under his nose made him feel mixed emotions.
What finally replaced it was overwhelming murderous intent and anger.
"Jiang Ju, you are so boring."
Yan Yi, who scored another goal, said coldly.
"Yan Yu, my patience is limited."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Ju suddenly leaped forward like a raging beast, swinging his fist straight at Yan Yu's face. His fist whistled with the sound of wind, as if it was tearing through the air and turning all obstacles into dust.
Yan Yu reacted quickly, moving his body to the side like a ghost, easily avoiding the attack, and took the opportunity to counterattack, sweeping his leg towards Jiang Ju's waist like a whirlwind.
Jiang Ju simply snorted coldly, his body like a solid wall of steel, enduring the blow. With a backhanded punch, he struck Yan Yu's chest with a thunderous roar.
Yan Yu's figure flashed, and he dodged the punch like a phantom, and took the opportunity to launch a series of attacks, using both fists and feet, pouring towards Jiang Ju like a storm.
"What the hell are you crazy about! Jiang Ju."
Yan Yi took a few steps back, took a few breaths and asked.
Jiang Ju ignored him completely and just kept attacking.
At this moment, the air in the billiard hall seemed to freeze, and only the loud noise of fists and feet colliding and the heavy breathing of the two people could be heard.
They exchanged punches and kicks, and every collision seemed to shatter everything around them. The cues and cups on the pool table were smashed to pieces, and the billiard balls flew all over the pool hall like crazy marbles.
The surrounding customers and staff were already terrified and fled out of fear of being affected by this horrific fight.
In the fierce confrontation, Jiang Ju relied on his powerful strength to keep approaching Yan Yu, and every heavy punch seemed to smash Yan Yu into a pulp.
However, Yan Yu relied on his agility and amazing perseverance to dodge Jiang Ju's attacks time and time again, and looked for opportunities to counterattack.
Finally, after a thrilling exchange, Yan Yu seized his chance. He took advantage of a gap in Jiang Ju's attack, his body flashed like lightning, and his hands locked tightly around Jiang Ju's throat like iron pliers.
Then Yan Yu tightly grasped Jiang Ju's neck and pressed her against the cold wall. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the heavy breathing and pounding heartbeats of the two could be heard.
Yan Yu's fingers were like iron pliers, sinking deeply into the flesh of Jiang Ju's neck.
The wall was cold and hard, pressing tightly against Jiang Ju's back as if to crush all his struggles and resistance.
"You lose, Jiang Ju..."
These few simple words fell into Jiang Ju's ears.
“Hehehe…”
Jiang Ju laughed dryly a few times.
However, at this critical moment, Jiang Ju suddenly burst out with amazing power.
He kicked his legs suddenly and rushed forward like a wild horse. At the same time, he grabbed Yan Yi's wrists that were strangling his neck with both hands, trying to break free from the deadly shackles.
At this moment, the two seemed to have merged into one, and seemed to be engaged in a life-and-death battle.
Their figures intertwined and collided in the dim light, and every effort was accompanied by painful groans and desperate struggles.
Finally, after a fierce struggle, Jiang Ju managed to break free from his restraints. He gasped for breath, as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.
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