urban security

The waitress picked up the pool cue and began to patrol the table. I knew she was looking for a good position to hit the ball, so I tried to help her find it. This, let’s fight this! This No. 5 ball is easy to hit, and it will definitely hit the hole.

The waitress was dubious, maybe she had her own choice, or she was planning the ball. I saw her pressing the cue stick on the table, first making gestures, then aiming once, then taking another false shot. Of course the pole does not touch that pair, otherwise it would count once.

The standard number [-] ball was chosen, and the waitress hit the number [-] ball hard. The white ball flew up and hit the No. [-] ball in front of it. The No. [-] ball hit the corner and almost went in. The No. [-] ball bounced back and hit the serving position. Well, that one didn't go in.

Let me take over the fight! I'll hit No. [-] with a white ball. Because the No. [-] ball is closer to the hole, I hit the No. [-] ball. This one looks at the spot under the pool cue, and then hits it with the white ball.

I used that pool cue, and the white ball seemed to slip out, and the white ball seemed to get like you said! That one hit that six ball, that six ball. But it bounced back. Maybe I used too much force, so I didn't drive it into the hole, but it bounced back, bounced out, and then bounced to the side.

This is really, this is the situation where the veteran misses. This is so embarrassing and ugly. So when something goes wrong with that one, I feel a little inferior to myself. The waitress said that goal, you haven't scored it for so long? This one is a mistake, and that one is still not technically proficient, so what are you going to do?

Her words made me very embarrassed and unreasonable. I said it wasn't a big problem. If I had been lighter, I would have gotten in. Then use that master to frustrate yourself sometimes when you can't get in. She said this, then you changed that, right? Then you were deliberately letting things slip. I told her it was not an accident. There is no news.

Then I said come on, he was holding the pole, and that pool cue was crawling over that. on the photo. He looked for one there first. That ball depends on which ball is close to that hole and. Maybe looking for that angle to hit, just enough to hit the ball into that one. After coming out for a long time, I got impatient to wait, so I said let’s get started, that’s it anyway. It doesn’t matter if you don’t enter. You can go in next time.

I said there is no winning or losing in this. Just for fun, just make up your mind to hit that one hard, and this blow will kill that one. Ball seven. This is quite a collision with that possibility. I'm worried that the ball won't go in, and he'll take advantage of it. He was hit by mistake when he found out the warrant. When I rushed in, he said haha, I called in, it was too loud, and he didn’t go in either. I said you’re done, keep making progress. what did he say? It's just luck, then I'll say, haha, maybe. Then he looked for God to get a ball there. Which one is better? Just like that, he fought. I hit it twice.

She scored three goals in a row, a lucky goal. This girl, because in fact, I just joined the franchise and just came out of society. The shy kind. Okay, now you can be more relaxed and carefree, so you don't say much in front of me. He was still a little restrained just now, but after this goal, the waitress let herself go more and more, so he scored again and again.

I was so anxious that I was sweating on my forehead, she was going to win. When the waitress scored consecutive goals, I was praying silently in my heart that the goal was missed or the ball was deflected. This one lets her leave her luck to me. The photo of Weiqi Fan that I brought with me today, which one was said to be a coincidence or not, was really effective. She just thought that the one she was aiming at was able to hit it, but it was blocked by that one. That one didn't hit it, and that one's attack was a bit light. It has been surpassed before it has been reached.

I was going to hit the No. [-] ball, but I hit the No. [-] ball. But the No. [-] ball isn't that offensive either. Good luck to you, thank you for your hard work. that. I said that it finally came true for me, that I came back and was in the Qing Dynasty.

This is my fault. I told you that you put so many in. If you don’t stop, I will almost finish it for you. It's time to take a break. I'm here to play. After saying that, I picked up the club and took aim. Because of this, I play balls above No. 8, with higher numbers. She has to play numbers 9 to 15. She can no longer play numbers 1 to 7, because she plays balls with lower numbers. I aimed hard and hit it hard, and it went in with a bang. The rebounding white ball also hit another one and went in.

I also put her ball (the half assigned to her) in. The ball that belongs to someone else is also put in, and then I take it out. Because this is the upper ball. not yet. this. I'll just keep fighting. Kick the waitress's balls in. I am like a dog fighting a mouse in vain, not only that, but also a waste of time. Banana, this banana, she said you didn't score a goal either, I said yes, it's a waste of time, you can hit it, then I'm not polite, now he aimed at the ball and hit hard.

He went in again and this time, his ball had already gone in five times. There are still two balls left, so start strengthening the eight balls, and you'll be fine. I am more anxious about this than that. That hint of pressing hard made her hit it crookedly. Can't let that go on any longer. You see, it's my turn. I still have three balls to play until the end, so I compete with her for the eight ball to determine the outcome. I'll check this and take another look.

Make a gesture with your billiard cue, aim it at the right angle, and then hit it hard, and the ball will be right. How about jumping in from the comfortable swish like before? I thought this went in, and then I continued to fight, and now I have. Be happy, this victory is in hand, and then hit the No. 11 ball in the same way.

I didn't think so about this No. 11 ball. There was no chance to hit it, but it bounced in by mistake. This time, any luck comes. After that. It’s the nine ball. I don’t know what’s going on, look at him like that. But I was distracted and the shot slipped. Actually. White ball. It was all like that one sent in circles, a serious mistake [crying].

This haha, what happened there, you are already here. The waitress laughed contemptuously, but also seemed to be secretly congratulating herself on praying the same prayer as me, so that I might not be able to get in. Now we cannot treat a villain as a gentleman. But here, this game can be poisoned.

Ignore him, just laugh at him, just for the sake of happiness. Or, hey, it's his turn to fight. His. Use my appearance. Use that pool cue pen. Then again, at that angle, the ball hit the ball with a snap.