Swung It

If one put it nicely, it was a competition. But if one didn't put it nicely, what was the difference between it and bullying Ba Ling? "Damn it!" Zhou Yong was furious. He raised the cue stick in his hand and hit it directly! Seeing this, the two boys behind him also rushed up with shouts! The crowd was in a mess. Their fierce look forced the team to retreat subconsciously. The two sides were in a stalemate for a few seconds before they heard another cheer from the field. Jiang Li's ball went in again. The score was completely equal! 28:28! At this time, there were only 30 seconds left before the final countdown of this game! If they wanted to win, it meant that they had to score the last shot in 30 seconds! From almost giving up to seeing hope, his mood was ups and downs as if he was riding a roller coaster! Zhou Yong and several teammates looked at each other and saw the determination to not admit defeat in each other's eyes. If they scored the last shot, wouldn't the face of the Jial