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Wang Hui is considered the most prolific among the four major gamblers.

His father is the second-ranked guy among the big guys in Zhonghai.

It is said that it is possible to be promoted to the first place.

So, this guy is arrogant.

Song Sanxi glanced at him and sat down on the sofa.

He crossed his legs and said, "Young Master Wang, you're welcome. It's all about good luck. Brother Qian and Brother Yong are generous and willing to admit defeat. That's why I have that luck. But"

As he said that, he looked at Qian Yonghong and Huang Changyong. Their expressions were ugly.

He continued: "It's rare that we are all together again. I won't play poker. Brother Qian, a golf master in the circle, I want to learn this afternoon."

Wang Hui looked domineering: "Can you study? Didn't you say you want to bet with Brother Qian? I ask you, how to bet and what to bet. Brother Yong and I will definitely bet on Brother Qian.

"

Song Sanxi nodded, "Then it depends on Brother Qian. It's better than driving a ball, or playing a small game. As for the bet, just take out the Maybach I just won from Brother Yong. What about you? You three

Do you want to use all your cars for gambling?"

Wang Hui slapped the coffee table directly, "Okay, I'll bet money on Brother Qian to win the Bentley. If you lose, give me the Maybach. Anyway, you still have tens of millions on you. According to the Maybach's price of 8 million, you will pay each.

Brother and Brother Yong, you two, do you think it’s okay?”

Qian Yonghong laughed and was secretly excited, "Sure! I'm going to lose. The BMW 750 belongs to you Song Sanxi."

Huang Changyong, "If I lose, the Audi A8 will be yours."

Song Sanxi nodded, "Well, a Maybach costs 16 million, that's it. Can you keep your word and admit defeat?"

Wang Hui's nostrils turned upward, "I, Wang Hui, when will I not admit defeat?"

"No tricks?"

Wang Hui was stunned for a moment, "What the hell is there to do?"

Song Sanxi nodded, "Okay! Brother Qian, start walking, what are you competing for?"

Qian Yonghong said calmly: "Of course it's a small game. Play three holes. Two par-3 holes and one par-4 hole. Whoever has the lower score wins."

"Okay. Let me practice first."

Song Sanxi put out the cigarette, and without saying much, went straight to get the club, went to the practice table, and practiced teeing off.

His posture still looks like that.

Qian Yonghong looked at his back and said coldly: "Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"

"Whatever, he's going to come and lose, so let's continue." Huang Changyong also hated Song San deeply, and then smiled evilly at Wang Hui, "Young Master Wang, are you ready?"

Wang Hui smiled sinisterly and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Brother Yong, Brother Qian, you are ready. I guarantee that Brother Qian will score two holes in every hole, and the total score will be six. I don't believe it, Song Sanxi is like this

Good stuff, it can still be lower than six strokes.”

As he said that, he glanced at Song Sanxi's back insidiously.

Song Sanxi was still swinging and hitting the ball.

He didn't care at all what happened to the three bastards behind him.

But this game was already done.

After a while, Li Zheng just finished using the toilet and came over.

Wang Hui and the other two looked at each other in shock.

"Damn it, why is Lao Li here?"

Song Sanxi turned around and waved the club, "Uncle Li, come on, let's practice. I'll start with Qian Yonghong in a moment."

Li Zhenggang was really helpless, this guy was still gambling!

He could only say seriously: "That's all, since you want to bet, I will be a spectator. However, you are not allowed to cheat, and you are not allowed to refuse to admit your losses."

Wang Hui, Qian Yonghong and Huang Changyong were all confused.

What's wrong with Lao Li today?

What the hell are you talking to Song Sanxi?

However, the three guys quickly got up, greeted Li Zhenggang and offered cigarettes.

Li Zhenggang didn't ask for a cigarette, but took the water glass brought by the waiter and took a sip.

Then go over and practice teeing off next to Song Sanxi.

Lao Li swings the iron rod and makes a sound, which is quite powerful.

This ball went farther than Song Sanxi.
Chapter completed!