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Chapter 117

"Who the hell have I offended?"

Tears, down.

When Hu Haimei turned around, she felt that something was too wrong.

Hurriedly ran over and said with concern: "Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Is it because you are not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

Feng Guang: "I'm"

He jumped up all at once, grabbed his phone, and went downstairs to leave while making a call.

The on-site supervisor of the golf club hurriedly chased him out and asked the gentleman to settle the bill before leaving.

Hu Haimei was hung there.

I don't know why.

Not long after, the waiter asked her if she still played, and if she wanted to fight, she had to pay for it herself. Because the gentleman, who seemed to be angry, said she would settle the bill.

On the spot, Hu Haimei was angry and cold.

screamed and scolded, swiped his credit card, and gave a two-hour charter fee of 5,000 yuan.

She's really going to be angry.

Hate Feng Guang to death.

This pig, never think about the idea of beating my sister again, huh

As a result, she can't pay for nothing.

Right there, I had to use up these two hours

Over there, the duel between Song Sanxi and Qian Yonghong officially began.

Every time, it was Huang Changyong, Wang Hui, and Li Zhenggang who played first, accompanied and warmed up.

Then, Song Sanxi and Qian Yonghong took turns to play one stroke at a time.

There are three holes, two par 3s and one par 4.

On the first hole, Song Sanxi opened the shot, and Qian Yonghong followed.

Song Sanxi, two hole-in-one, birdie!

The audience was stunned for a moment, I really didn't expect it!

Huang Changyong shot five, Wang Hui and Li Zhenggang both had three.

Wang Hui exclaimed: "Song Sanxi, why the hell did you go out of your shit luck?" ”

Song Sanxi picked up his ball and raised it, "Lucky child, God is blessing." ”

"Horse, the next hole, God should make you cry." Wang Hui was unconvinced, "Look at it like this, Brother Qian is also a birdie." ”

Qian Yonghong, smiled indifferently, putted, and also made birdies.

First hole, draw.

In the second hole, Huang Changyong said that he was too tired, and he didn't fight, so he watched.

Wang Hui was okay and shot four shots.

Li Zhenggang is really good, and he has a three-shot hole-in-one.

Song Sanxi is also a three-shot hole-in-one.

But Qian Yonghong made another birdie and went into the hole-in-one.

He picked up the ball and smiled indifferently at Song Sanxi, "I'm sorry, I'm one shot ahead of you." I'm sure I'll be able to finish the next hole with four shots, and you'll need at least two shots to hit the eagle to beat me. But, in all probability, you lost. ”

Song Sanxi smiled lightly and was silent.

The third hole, which is really difficult, is also the decisive hole.

Wang Hui completed with five strokes.

Li Zhenggang is still a par four-shot finish, and he is getting stronger.

He himself had a sense of accomplishment, but he looked at Song Sanxi worriedly.

Song Sanxi used a club to the end, medium club, tee off, and did not hit the green.

Qian Yonghong said lightly: "This is the end of not having a caddy." Look at me, the long game is on the green, and the win is in hand. ”

Wang Hui shook his head and smiled: "He also said that I taught him to play?" Now, he's lost! ”

Then, Qian Yonghong waved the long pole and snapped!

Ball, on the green.

But at that moment, Song Sanxi smiled meaningfully, "I'm sorry, I may have won." ”

Li Zhenggang frowned, puzzled, but silent.

But he was inexplicable and believed in Song Sanxi.

Wang Hui blew up, "Damn! Song Sanxi, are you crazy? It's a par four, you just hit the first shot, and you win? ”

Huang Changyong sneered: "He is talking for Brother Qian, and Brother Qian is going to win." ”

Qian Yonghong was secretly smug and nodded, "Let's go, Song Sanxi, let's go on the second shot?" ”

"Hehe, I won." Song Sanxi smiled confidently.