"If you lose, you will be punished, so don't regret it." Zhou Zheng said with a bad smile.
"No problem, let's compare," Mo Hai said.
"Do you know what punishment you will receive if you lose?"
"It doesn't matter what kind of punishment you want, I won't lose anyway."
"If you lose, you have to use your mouth as a hole to let the opponent score." Zhou Zheng sneered.
"Interesting, your mouth is quite big, it's perfect for a golf hole." Mo Hai stared at Zhou Zheng's mouth and smiled.
Zhou Zheng's face darkened, Mo Hai was too arrogant.
"Hmph, do you think you can beat me? It's ridiculous. If you can beat me, it doesn't matter if I eat the ball." Zhou Zheng said angrily.
"Don't worry, I won't let you eat the balls. If you eat it and get a bad stomach, grandma will be worried." Mo Hai said with a smile.
Zhou Zheng was furious. Mo Hai was obviously a country bumpkin, but he was pretending to be in front of a rich second generation like him. It was so disgusting that Zhou Zheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
Zhou Zheng picked the best club, and then asked Mo Hai to choose the club. A good club must be very important, but for Mo Hai, let alone a club, even a stick would be useless.
You can beat Zhou Zheng.
So Mo Hai had no intention of choosing and took out a club at random, but the female caddy whispered to Mo Hai: "Your club head is worn, please replace it with another one."
After the female caddy finished speaking, she quietly touched a club on the pole stand with her hand, indicating to Mo Hai to choose this one.
Mo Hai glanced at the female caddy and was not impressed. However, Mo Hai did not refuse the caddy's kind gesture. He smiled at her and then changed a club.
"You don't even know how to choose a club, and you still want to challenge me. It's really ridiculous." Zhou Zheng laughed, and at the same time glanced at the female caddy, with some displeasure in his eyes.
"You are new here, right? Unfortunately, you are trying to please the wrong person. He is just a country bumpkin, not a rich man. It is useless for you to show kindness to him."
The female caddy looked embarrassed and lowered her head without saying a word.
How could she not see that Zhou Zheng and others wanted to bully Mo Hai? She just wanted to remind Mo Hai, but was misunderstood as a sugar daddy. She couldn't tell her the pain.
"Let's have a match play match. Three holes will determine the outcome. Whoever can finish the three holes with fewer strokes will be the winner. You first or me first?" Zhou Zheng said.
"You fight first." Mo Hai smiled.
Zhou Zheng did not refuse, and began to concentrate. Zhou Zheng had been playing golf for so many years, and his skills were still good. He scored five strokes and made three holes.
This is already a very good result for an amateur player. Zhou Zheng has never achieved such good results in normal times. Today, he performed exceptionally. It seems that even God is helping him.
"It's your turn." Zhou Zheng smiled, with a proud look on his face.
"You'd better admit defeat, it's impossible to win." The other young people in the Zhou family laughed one after another.
Even the female caddy couldn't help but shake her head slightly. It seemed that Mo Hai was bound to lose.
"There's no competition yet, how do you know that I will definitely lose?" Mo Hai smiled, and then teed off directly. Mo Hai teed off very casually, swinging gently, and the golf ball rolled across the grass and then dropped directly.
Entered the cave.
The first shot just went in.
Everyone was stunned, but when they reacted, Zhou Zheng said calmly: "You are really lucky. You don't even know how to play the ball, but you can actually make the hole. But on the second shot, don't expect your luck to be so good."
When the female caddy saw Mo Hai hit the hole with his first shot, she couldn't help but see hope. After picking up the ball from the hole, she put it in front of Mo Hai and whispered to Mo Hai, "Come on."
Mo Hai swung again, still hitting casually.
The white golf ball rolled across the grass again and fell into the hole.
Now, Zhou Zheng was no longer calm, and his eyes almost popped out.
Soon, Mo Hai swung his third shot. Zhou Zheng and others' hearts were in their throats, and their eyes were fixed on the golf ball. Under everyone's attention, the golf ball fell into the hole again.
Mo Hai hit all three shots.
Zhou Zheng lost.
At this time, the Zhou family was speechless, and everyone had complicated expressions. Especially Zhou Zheng, who couldn't accept the reality at all. Mo Hai's luck must be too bad.
"Open your mouth, I won't let you eat the ball, just score one goal." Mo Hai said with a smile.
Zhou Zheng looked embarrassed. He never thought that he would lose. Now that he really lost, he would not use his mouth as a hole. He couldn't afford to lose this face.
"I was just joking, but you took it seriously, forget it, forget it, let's play something else." Zhou Zheng said and began to change the topic.
"I'm not kidding." Mo Hai's face darkened.
"Mo Hai, have you had enough? Don't be shameless and just break your promise. What else can you do to me?" Zhou Zheng said unhappily. Even if he doesn't keep his promise, so what? There are many others, so is it possible?
Are you still afraid that Mo Hai can't make it alone?
"Put another ball in," Mo Hai said to the female caddy.
The female caddy took a golf ball and put it in front of Mo Hai. Seeing that Mo Hai was serious, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but step back.
"What are you going to do?" Zhou Zheng suddenly became nervous when he saw Mo Hai was about to swing.
Mo Hai didn't answer, he swung the golf ball directly, and the golf ball drew an arc in the air. Zhou Zheng suddenly lost control, looked up to the sky, opened his mouth, and the golf ball fell directly into his mouth, knocking his
My tongue was smashed.
Zhou Zheng came to his senses and quickly took the golf ball out of his mouth. He was completely confused at the moment and didn't know why he opened his mouth to catch the ball just now.
"It's so accurate." The young people from the Zhou family were attracted by this wonderful scene and couldn't help but sigh.
"You're right, I'm just lucky." Zhou Zheng felt that he had lost all face and cursed. This time, he had lost everything. He even held a grudge against Mo Hai and was thinking about how to regain his face.
Zhou Zheng had no idea that he had just walked around the gate of hell. If it weren't for his grandma's eightieth birthday tomorrow, and Mo Hai didn't want to make grandma sad, that golf ball would have killed at least half of Zhou Zheng's life.
"If you think I'm just lucky, I can play a few more games with you." Mo Hai said with a smile.
"It's boring. Let's go play something else. Let's go." Zhou Zheng didn't dare to play golf with Mo Hai anymore.
Zhou Zheng was about to leave. Suddenly, several people came towards him. Seeing these people, an idea flashed in Zhou Zheng's mind, and a plan came into his mind.
These people are not ordinary people. The leader is a middle-aged man wearing a gold necklace and a black vest, revealing a tattoo. His name is Wei Gang. He is a subordinate of Wu Bingxiong, the underground boss of Hangzhou. He has always been fierce.
Many rich second generations dare not mess with him.
Wei Gang likes to play golf, and especially likes to use people's mouths as holes. Zhou Zheng learned from him. Since Mo Hai was so lucky today and scored a hole, let him compare with Wei Gang.
No matter he wins or loses, Mo Hai will not get any favors from him. This trick of killing with a borrowed knife makes Zhou Zheng very satisfied.