Chapter 171 He was tripped and killed by you.

Yang Shiwen finished speaking, and the muffled sound of a billiard ball hitting balls, could be heard.

In this instant, the waiter's buttocks arched backward mightily, and his legs were closed tightly. The tray in his hand, together with the three cups of watermelon juice, dropped with a loud clatter.

The No.9 ball, which had flown out, reached the crotch of the waiter, and seemed to be spinning violently.

The happenings at this end of the room, immediately attracted the attention of a few people, who were playing at the other tables.

"What the f**, I did not understand what billiard hitting balls meant, before. It actually hit his balls. This guy is really cool."

"Billiards balls are made of marble. If it hit his balls, that must surely hurt."

"Dam*, I always hear about ballache, and now I really witnessed it, first hand."

Thump!

Meanwhile, the waiter, whose balls were hi