In Andre's opinion, it must have been Vic who made Zhou Ping have to go all out, and he couldn't afford to lose.

Listening to Vic's words, Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows.

He finally knew why Thomas was at odds with him.

It's not that he cuckolded him, but that he died in a car accident and was hit and killed by a rich Korean second-generation drag racing car in the United States.

And then this guy hated all Asians, or people with Asian faces.

After knowing the truth, Zhou Ping couldn't help but pout.

This guy's brain is in water, so he can get angry, so if his business goes bankrupt, will he hate all Americans, including ***?

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, our bet has come out, the fraction is not a total of two million dollars, if you feel too much pressure to bear, you can say it. Thomas looked at Zhou Ping defiantly.

Zhou Ping smiled disappreciatively: "Pick it up, why don't you take it? Two million...... I don't know what to do with it. ”

Thomas was stunned, then laughed: "Yes, two million dollars is a lot, but since Mr. Zhou doesn't know how to spend it, then we can help you." ”

"That's right, if someone on your side bets, I won't refuse to come!"

Thomas looked playfully at Zhou Ping and a group of warblers behind Vic.

What can two scum who can only play with women do?

Zhou Ping shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "They are not interested in gambling. However, if Mr. Thomas has to lose more, then I can only reluctantly accept it. ”

"In this way, all the ladies present, I will help them bet 100,000, including the three ladies over there!"

Zhou Ping said, and waved at the three OL beauties over there, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Thomas hated it.

This arrogant boy is still thinking about pickling girls at this time!

"Okay, that's it, let's get started!" Thomas said through gritted teeth.

"Of course, you are the loser, you have the final say!" Zhou Ping's tone was still relaxed.

Such arrogant remarks made Andre's gang speechless for a while.

Is this guy blowing up? It's really unashamed.

It's clear that you're going to lose, and you're still so hard-mouthed.

After a burst of annoyance, Thomas calmed down and looked at Zhou Ping with unkind eyes.

At this moment, Zhou Ping seemed to have become a grasshopper in his eyes, jumping at will, anyway, it won't be long before.

"Guys, time is limited, I'm afraid it's dark before a full game is played, or how about we play three holes, one hole each for par three, four, or five?"

Andre deliberately looked at his watch and reminded without losing the right time.

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhou Ping still put on an indifferent look: "You are the loser, you have the final say!"

Shet, this bastard is so arrogant!

Thomas really wanted to go up and slap Zhou Ping hard.

It's not even compared, just say that you are a loser!

Is there such a shameless person? I don't know where he got his confidence.

"Golf isn't played by mouth, and I'll let you know who the real losers are soon!" Thomas said through gritted teeth.

Zhou Ping grinned and repeated the sentence for the third time: "You are the loser, you have the final say!"

Finally, many of the people present couldn't help it.

Especially Zhou Ping's warblers and Yanyan on their side, let out bursts of unscrupulous smiles.

Even if the people on Andre's side, although they all support Thomas, it is really hard to hold back a smile......

Thomas simply kept his mouth shut.

This Asian is just an uncultured and vulgar scoundrel, just like the scoundrel who killed his own father, he deserves to die!

At this moment, a strong wind blew, and the sky suddenly became overcast.

Everyone looked to the sky.

"Uh...... Looking at this, the wind won't stop for a while! Will it affect the game, or we won't compete today?"

Zhou Ping put on a look of fairness and tilted his head to look at Thomas.

What, isn't it? This guy is too shameless, isn't he?

Obviously, I regretted seeing that the stakes were so big, and I still said it so high-sounding?

Thomas also frowned slightly.

It's a bit windy, and it does have a certain impact on golf.

But having said that, how could he let the other party go easily!

And the same venue, the environmental impact is the same for everyone, and he never thinks that this self-righteous guy in front of him has the slightest chance of winning.

"No!"

Thomas said sternly, "Golf is an aristocratic sport, and the most important thing for aristocrats is the spirit of contract." ”

"So no matter how bad the conditions are, even if it's hail in the sky for a while, since the agreed things must be completed!"

Zhou Ping immediately applauded: "Okay! Well said! Listening to it makes people's blood boil." As a former professional player, my understanding of golf is too deep. Admire!

Vic next to him chimed in: "That's right! The spirit of contract is more important than anything else. Now this game is no longer a simple game, but involves a lot of things, how can you give up so easily!"

As he spoke, he also deliberately glanced at his cousin Andre.

Andre, who felt that the victory was in hand, naturally echoed his statement.

There was no doubt that everyone had their opinions and asked for the game to continue.

Sighing, Zhou Ping said helplessly: "Okay, since you want to lose to me so much, then I can only win this game reluctantly!"

This shameless man, knowing that the game had to be played, began to break the jar again.

"Come on, you tee off first!" Thomas said on his own initiative, fiddling with his golf clubs.

Shaking his head, Zhou Ping said seriously: "No, no, no, you are a loser, you come first!"

Thomas rolled his eyes, he was already somewhat immune to this shameless man.

He didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he went straight to the tee off, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and swung it out.

This shot went down, and Thomas couldn't help but frown.

Since it happened to be a headwind, the ball was quickly blown to the ground.

But his expression soon softened.

As a professional player, in addition to technique, the most important thing is to ensure a good mentality.

The conditions that need to be completed by both are the same.

The difficulties he faced Zhou Ping also had to face, so what was he afraid of?

Because of the time, the two played a ball each.

So, after Thomas kicked off, Zhou Ping also kicked off.

Now that the bet has been set, and the other party has repeatedly determined that the game will continue under such conditions, Zhou Ping will naturally not be polite.

After visually inspecting the hole and feeling the wind, Zhou Ping raised his arm and swung it down with a force, and despite the headwind, the ball landed steadily near the green, only about fifteen yards away from the hole.

The onlookers were in an uproar.

It's a par 3!

That is, the par also needs three pars to hole-in-one.

Now that the first shot is here, are you ready to birdie?

In normal times, it is not difficult for a professional player to get the ball here on the par-3 hole.

But now it is windy, and it is still a headwind, and the difficulty is geometrically rising.

But Zhou Ping was able to hit the ball near the hole with one shot!

Even if you are lucky, you need real strength as a foundation.

However, everyone has made a heavy bet on Zhou Ping's opponent Thomas, and of course it is impossible to grow others to destroy their prestige.

In particular, the man who directly bet $300,000 was the first to start making excuses.

"Hehe, it seems that as a big stomach, his strength is really not small, and his luck seems to be good. ”

"That's right! It's pure luck. With such a strong wind, even if Tiger Woods came over at his peak, I am afraid that he may not be able to achieve such an effect. ”

"I totally agree with Arthur, don't look at this shot just hitting the green, you don't know where the next shot will go!"

"Yes, yes, yes! He might be a self-righteous novice, maybe he will finish the next shot and get farther away from the hole. ”

"Thomas, just calm down and play steady, after all, this is just the first shot!"

......

It's no wonder that the group was busy cheering themselves and Thomas up.

After all, Zhou Ping's shot just now was too amazing.

With such a strong wind, it is simply impossible.

Seeing this, Thomas also had a small fluctuation in his heart.

Is it true that a professional player would lose to a big stomach? This is even more shameful than losing to an amateur player.

Can't lose!

You can't afford to lose!

How could I Thomas?!

If I don't come back to inherit the family business, I'm going to be the number one person in the country, and the tiger will be killed by me!

Although Thomas kept cheering himself up, his hand holding the pole trembled a little.

Zhou Ping kept stimulating him with words before, and he endured it.

But now, Zhou Ping played so well in the first shot, which in itself brought him a lot of pressure.

So, inexplicably, the other party's remarks came out again, lingering in my mind like a nightmare.

It's as if a voice keeps whispering next to my ear: You're a loser, you have the final say......

Ahh

Thomas felt a burst of anger and a howl in his heart, and he was about to smash the nasty figure in his mind with the club in his hand.

The club swung out and the ball flew out, but the course seemed to be a little off.

Zhou Ping next to him grinned, it seemed that his psychological warfare had also worked.

A guy who hated all Asians because his father was killed by an Asian must be psychologically fragile.

So, after learning the truth, Zhou Ping kept saying that Thomas was the loser.

Although Thomas showed disdain at the beginning, Zhou Ping continued to say that quantitative change leads to qualitative change, which has become a powerful psychological suggestion.

In other words, unconsciously, Zhou Ping has successfully planted a seed in the other party's heart.

You must know that Zhou Ping can definitely crush Thomas easily in terms of strength.

In this headwind situation, the first shot is definitely farther than Thomas.

Thomas is a very proud person, and he looks down on Zhou Ping very much, so he can't accept the result that the other party is stronger than himself.

Therefore, as long as Zhou Ping hits farther than Thomas in the first shot, it can affect his state of mind.

This game, in fact, was doomed from the beginning.

Although Zhou Ping and Vic did not discuss it, they completed a wave of perfect cooperation and fiercely pitted these self-righteous guys.

At the moment, Thomas's mood has been affected, and the worse the subsequent results, the greater the impact.

What's more, for the golf project, Zhou Ping originally had a certain degree of confidence.

Playing psychological warfare is just an extra layer of insurance for him.

In the second shot, Zhou Ping didn't make a birdie, but he pushed the ball to the edge of the hole and finally completed the first hole with three strokes.

But Thomas had three shots and the ball was still far from the hole, and it took him five shots to get it.

With two shots behind on the first hole, Thomas felt a flash of desperation.

"Alas, I give you a chance not to compare, but I want to compare, how do you tell me to say that you are good?" Zhou Ping shrugged his shoulders and expressed his helplessness.

For this kind of behavior of getting cheap and selling well, Andre and several people couldn't wait to rush over and beat Zhou Ping to relieve their hatred.

However, the aristocratic training they received since childhood made it impossible for them to fight like street gangsters.

Of course, if they dare to do it, they will be in the middle of Zhou Ping's arms, and they will definitely get an unforgettable lesson.

After the three holes, it was already a little late, and the wind still showed no signs of stopping.

Zhou Ping grinned, stretched out his hand and beckoned: "Everyone, if you are willing to gamble and lose, do you prepare cash, or checks, or transfer money!"

The corners of the mouths of several people on the other side twitched with anger.

But if you lose, you lose.

Even if he knew that he was calculated by Zhou Ping and Vic, he could only admit it obediently.

Everyone is a face-saving person, and they just want to get rid of this hateful guy in front of them quickly.

Everyone directly took out the checkbook, wrote down the agreed amount and threw it to Zhou Ping.

Only Thomas had a gloomy face, and he had a bit more to pay.

First of all, he needs to come up with half a million, which is his own bet.

Then, he needs to shell out an additional 1.6 million.

Zhou Ping said that he would bet on all the women present, but that was really not just talking.

There are three on Andre's side and thirteen on Zhou Ping's side, which is exactly 1.6 million.

The two bets combined, Thomas needs to pay Zhou Ping 2.1 million.

However, because Thomas was very "generous" before, Zhou Ping was naturally not stingy, so he also removed the fraction and received him two million.

Two million dollars is not a small amount even for the rich.

After collecting everyone's checks, Zhou Ping looked at Thomas with a smile, hooked his fingers and said, "Hi, Mr. Thomas, it's your turn, you can transfer checks." ”

"I ...... I didn't bring a checkbook...... Andrei, that ......" Thomas turned his gaze to Andrei, full of supplication.

It wasn't Thomas who lost the most on the field, it was Andre.

He was determined to win that project, but now it was buried directly by Thomas.

Andre looked Thomas coldly, snorted coldly and turned to leave.

The woman who had told Andre about Zhou Ping's identity as the king of the stomach hesitated for a moment, but still ran up with Andre.

At this moment, she also wailed in her heart.

The 100,000 lost bets have been cashed out, but the 100,000 that Zhou Ping helped her bet on has not yet been obtained.

In other words, not to mention that she lost 100,000 yuan, she also had to face the boss who lost money......