"Oh my god, it's been like this, and he still dares to compete. Is he crazy?"
"You bring shame on yourself, bring shame on yourself!"
After the surrounding audience understood the whole story, they couldn't help but point at Wang Fan.
Lu Rong scored 19 goals in 20 strokes, which can be called a professional level. Wang Fan actually dared to compete. Is he trying to please others or humiliating himself?
Wang Fan ignored the chattering spectators and waved to the caddy in the distance, "Here, put twenty balls and let's see how I find the hole."
When the beautiful caddy heard this, her pretty face turned red and she couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.
If she hadn't been just a little caddy and knew that she couldn't afford to offend Wang Fan, she would have run as far as she could.
Lu Rong tightened her collar and walked to Wang Fan on a catwalk. She put some dirt on her shoes and pointed at Wang Fan with disdain and laughed.
"Pretend, keep pretending, I want to see how you find the hole, oh no, how you make a hole in one."
She was a little angry that she was actually led into a trap by Wang Fan, "I'm telling you, even if you try to pretend to God, you can't change the fact that you lost. Just wait and lick my shoes."
"Don't worry, I will definitely take a complete picture of your shoe licking without revealing a single detail, so that you can recall it more clearly in the future."
"Ha." Wang Fan glanced at Lu Rong disdainfully, smiled, and walked straight to the arranged ball.
Hold your breath and concentrate.
In an instant, his whole person became solemn, and there was a frightening aura in his body, which he did not dare to underestimate.
Whoosh!
Swinging the club, the first ball flew out and hit the hole accurately.
Whoosh!
Then, there is the second ball.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Next, Wang Fan seemed to be performing stunts, one shot after another, without stopping at all. In just ten seconds, all twenty balls were hit.
The corners of Lu Rong's mouth twitched at first, and then turned disdainful.
Nima, playing like this, you think you are playing a yo-yo.
However, she soon felt something was wrong. The people around her, even the caddies, opened their mouths in shock, with disbelief on their faces.
"It's in, it's in again."
"Oh my god, am I dazzled? How is this possible?"
"Twenty shots, all of them hole-in-one, without stopping. Is this cheating? Is this still a human being?"
The whole audience was shocked, and Lu Rong's face instantly turned gloomy.
"No, this is impossible." She murmured in disbelief, but it couldn't change the fact at all.
Lost, she actually lost!
Unbearable.
As soon as Wang Fan threw away his cue, he strode to Lu Rong, took out his mobile phone, and said, "I'm willing to admit defeat. Come on, crawl out. Do you want to get you another dog leash?"
"Don't worry, I will take pictures of the details of your climb out without revealing a single detail, so that you can recall it more clearly in the future."
Slap in the face, slap hard in the face.
Lu Rong was stunned at first, then her eyes were splitting, "You have to be merciful and merciful, don't go too far."
"Too much? I am the one who fucking wins, can I not go too far? If I lose, will you let me go? Stop talking nonsense and crawl away."
Wang Fan disdainfully sneered, "Otherwise there will be more people watching later, and you will be even more embarrassed."
"You." Lu Rong's delicate body trembled with anger.
She never thought that she would lose and that she would be severely slapped in the face by Wang Fan.
She really can't climb out. Once she climbs out, she will be humiliated and will never be able to lift her head up again.
"Wang Fan, forget it, give me some face." Lin Ruoxue came over and said, "Miss Lu is also a daughter of a wealthy family. It's not good to crawl out like this. Why don't you give me a price?"
Although Lin Ruoxue was unhappy with Lu Rong, she also wanted Lu Rong to crawl out. However, Lu Rong was not that easy to mess with, and she did not want Wang Fan and Lu Rong to completely break up.
"Yes, yes, I will give you money, ten million, how about ten million?" Lu Rong said quickly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
If something can be done with money, it's nothing. Compared to her climbing out, ten million is nothing.
"Ten million?" Wang Fan sneered, "Is this young master the one who is short of that ten million? You are sending beggars, stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"
Strictly speaking.
When Lu Rong heard this, not only was she not angry, but her eyes lit up.
She had already heard that this matter could be settled with money, but the price she offered was too low.
"Fifty million, I'll give you fifty million!" Lu Rong said through gritted teeth.
"Damn it, I'm told that I already have enough money, and you still slap me in the face with money. Do you have bad ears?"
Wang Fan was very angry and shouted out the next sentence, "Stop talking nonsense, one hundred million, one penny less, you have to crawl out."
Lu Rong was so angry that she vomited blood, but finally gritted her teeth and wrote a check for 100 million, and then left in despair.
She remembered Wang Fan. If she didn't take revenge, she wouldn't be Lu Rong.
"You really dare to ask for anyone's money." Lin Ruoxue looked at Wang Fan angrily, not knowing what to say.
"If there is anything I don't dare to ask for, as long as I dare to give it, I dare to ask for it." Wang Fan smiled happily, "One hundred million, I can pick up a lot of girls."
"No future." Lin Ruoxue gave Wang Fan a hard knock.
On a high platform not far away, a group of handsome men and beautiful women were sitting. These people were all elegant and looked like upper-class people.
Among the crowd, a man and a woman stared at Wang Fan with disbelief in their eyes.
Especially the woman, looking at Wang Fan, she seemed to have seen a ghost.
"You come with me." The young man pointed at the woman and said, then stood up and left.
The woman's expression changed and she quickly followed behind.
The two of them soon came to an uninhabited corner.
The young man pointed at the woman's nose and asked, "Mu Qianxin, didn't you say Wang Fan was dead? Why is he still alive? How dare you lie to the young master?"
"I didn't, and I don't know why he is still alive." Mu Qianxin quickly explained with a trembling voice.
She wanted to say that the man just looked like Wang Fan and was not Wang Fan at all. But she knew that it was Wang Fan.
She was very familiar with Wang Fan.
"You don't know?" The young man grinned and slapped him, "How can you make up for your fault even if you don't know? Mu Qianxin, just wait to be skinned by the young master!"
The young man said and left the place angrily.
Mu Qianxin's face turned gloomy.
The young man made a few calls and then walked towards one of the directions. Not long after, he found Lu Rong with a gloomy face.
When Lu Rong saw the young man, her expression changed and she hurriedly greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Kang."
Young Master Kang, whose full name is Kang Yangzhong, is not considered a top young master in the capital, but because his master is so powerful, not many people dare to offend him.
Although Lu Rong has a good status and even has a more powerful background than Kang Yangzhong, it is nothing compared to Kang Yangzhong's master. Therefore, she respects Kang Yangzhong very much.
"Miss Lu, there is no need to be polite. I saw what happened just now. If Miss Lu is willing, Kang is willing to help you vent your anger."
Kang Yangzhong smiled at Lu Rong and directly stated his intention.
After hearing this, Lu Rong was stunned for a moment, and then became excited.
Five minutes later, Kang Yang hugged Lu Rong heavily and ran towards the direction of Wang Fan and others with a group of dog legs.