Song Wenqiang's little brother didn't dare to say more, and his face became a little distorted because of the sharp stinging pain.

The painful expression took on an indescribable look, and a large puddle of blood appeared on the other party's outstretched palm.

"Hmph, no one has ever dared to talk to me in such an attitude. Stinky boy, you have a lot of guts, and I appreciate you too. However, whoever is rude to me will die! ”

Song Wenqiang glared at Ye Hao fiercely, and immediately, he turned his words and glanced at Yu Mengqian, and his originally fierce words instantly carried a bit of indescribable cunning: "Today you kid is lucky, Young Master Ben doesn't want to kill anyone." Besides, you are the person brought by Miss Yu, so I have to give some face. In this way, I will show you a way to live, and if you can help me, I will spare you from death. ”

"Oh? I'll hear about it. ”

Ye Hao had a bit of ridicule, if someone dared to talk to him like this before, he didn't need to do it at all, this stupid person would die violently without knowing it.

However, now that it is in Huaxia, Ye Hao doesn't want to casually kill in this place.

Besides, the second-generation son of this idiot in front of him is not worth his action at all.

"Playing golf with me, you win or lose by one stroke. If I win, you're at my disposal. If I lose, I'll spare you from dying. ”

Song Wenqiang was arrogant, as if he had already controlled Ye Hao's life and death, and his tone was extremely perverse.

"Sounds like you're quite confident, but I rarely play with this, wouldn't it be too shameless for you to compare this with me?"

Ye Hao gave the other party a reassuring pill and made the other party get carried away.

The simple display of weakness is to create opportunities for yourself.

But when Ye Hao said this, Song Wenqiang's arrogance naturally went without saying, but it made Yu Mengqian, who was standing on the side, worried.

Yu Mengqian's eyebrows were deep, and she was particularly worried about Ye Hao.

Ye Hao used to sell stinky tofu in the dark snack street, and he didn't know anything elegant at all, at least in Yu Mengqian's heart.

Just asked Ye Hao to try, he repeatedly shirked it, and was only willing to watch from the side.

At this time, Song Wenqiang wanted to try to play golf with Ye Hao, didn't he deliberately cheat?

Song Wenqiang often goes in and out of high society, and is especially good at playing aristocratic sports such as golf.

Ye Hao compared with him and lost.

Yu Mengqian looked at Ye Hao, her beautiful eyes were full of endless worry, "Ye Hao, don't promise him." ”

Yu Mengqian muttered quietly, not wanting Ye Hao to compare with the other party.

Ye Hao smiled and disagreed, "What are you afraid of, you can't lose if you gamble." Maybe I'm lucky enough to win? ”

"Hahaha...... Hear me, this kid is daydreaming. Can he win? Joke! ”

The people around him burst into laughter, taking what Ye Hao said as the biggest absurdity they had ever heard.

Yu Mengqian looked nervous, and a pair of jade hands involuntarily placed on Ye Hao's arm, as if she was using this way to stop Feng Han.

Song Wenqiang, this bastard, can do everything, assuming that Ye Hao loses, Ye Hao will be beaten half to death by them at that time.

Song Wenqiang looked at Yu Mengqian, sneered, and his eyes burst out with infinite murderous aura, so aggressive.

"Stinky boy, it seems that Miss Yu has a good relationship with you. No wonder Miss Yu would bring a poor sour ghost like you to this place, it turns out that there is a leg between you. Song Wenqiang snorted coldly, the decibel of his voice increased significantly, and the dissatisfaction in his heart gradually rose, "If you don't want to compare with me now, it's okay, Miss Yu, I'm going to take it away, and I want to be close to Miss Yu in front of you, hahaha......"

In normal times, people like Song Wenqiang can't live for a second.

However, Ye Hao felt that life was boring, and without these idiots and stupidity, everything would have become even more boring.

"Compare it."

Ye Hao ignored the other party as if he hadn't heard what the other party said.

Song Wenqiang instantly stopped laughing, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

After saying such a long note, the other party only replied with two words, and it felt like he was talking to himself.

Song Wenqiang originally thought that Ye Hao would admit it, or kneel down and beg for mercy under strong pressure and threat, but Ye Hao didn't, but instead had a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although it was a smile, Song Wenqiang felt trembling after inadvertently glancing at it.

"Young master, otherwise you will directly drag this kid out and beat him! Give him face, and still play golf with him? ”

Song Wenqiang said to a confidant who had been with him for many years, as if he was deliberately currying favor.

However, he quickly shut up, and Song Wenqiang's gloomy eyes frightened the guy and immediately lowered his head to the side, not daring to say more.

Song Wenqiang took a few steps closer to Yu Mengqian, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "Don't be nervous, I won't let him lose too ugly." Miss Yu, you'd better reconsider what I just said sooner, you know, you don't have any other choice. ”

After Song Wenqiang finished speaking, he picked up a golf club with a smug hand.

The club handle is made of pure gold, which is said to bring good luck.

Ye Hao glanced at it and couldn't help but smile teasingly, "Song Dashao, are you so unconfident?" People who are really capable, even if they use poor equipment, can win excellent results. It's like a pinnacle swordsman in ancient times, against a swordsman with a unique skill and a famous sword, even if he only holds a wicker in his hand, he can easily knock the opponent to the ground. ”

"Hmph, then you can try! Poor sour ghost, you know the power of your tongue, I won't be able to cry if I make you cry later! ”

Song Wenqiang snorted coldly, glared at Ye Hao angrily and began to prepare.

The men under his hand set up the golf balls, and Song Wenqiang held the club with both hands and made a few simple movements that swung up and down, as if looking for a certain feeling.

There are two types of golf play, one is stroke play and the other is match play.

Whether it is a professional or amateur tournament, stroke play is more common.

This time, the two of them broke the convention, winning or losing with one shot, and it was up to them to see whose ability to hit the hole.

If neither player has a hole, then it depends on who has the closest ball to the hole.

This time the ball used is a multi-shell ball, which is easier to hit.

Song Wenqiang did a lot of fancy and whistle movements in a fake way, and then made a quick shot.

The sphere spun and soared into the air, transforming into a perfect arc in mid-air.

Yu Mengqian's heart hung in her throat, and she felt that the whole person was not good.

Song Wenqiang played in a chic posture, some deliberately handsome, and many women around him looked at him, showing a flower-idiot look.

"The young master is really powerful, not to mention subverting the traditional golf game, he actually entered the hole with a distance of two or three fists."

The subordinates standing on the side gave a thumbs up and frequently patted their ass.

Yu Mengqian froze in place, looking into the distance, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.

"It's over, Ye Hao is determined to lose this time......"