Six hundred and ten chapters record-breaking driving distance
"No, no", forcing himself to calm down, Charles thought for a moment and then denied, "The dagger is at least fifteen centimeters long. With Susie's size, it is impossible to insert the dagger into Marco's chest with one knife.
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"You actually still love her."
Regardless of whether Susie was the real murderer, William looked at Charles strangely, who was trying to defend Susie, "Man, do you have masochism? If so, you really need to see a psychiatrist."
"FKU psychiatrist, if Susie is suspected by you, then I will definitely be suspected by you, hell, don't think I don't know, no one you target has a good ending."
"Ha, it seems that your uncle values you very much. He even told you these things." William narrowed his eyes and stared at Charles. Within a few seconds, Charles felt uncomfortable all over.
He said with a trembling voice, "William, believe me, I thought about Marco's accident, but it was definitely not yesterday.
Before boarding the yacht yesterday, my idea was just to disrupt Marco's first party with his family after their wedding trip.
But before I could disrupt the situation, Marco kicked out all the captains, waiters and other irrelevant people in the yacht hall, and then talked to us a lot of nonsense, mocking those of us who had the right to inherit as moths, vampires, and trash.
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In the end, he said in front of us that he would deprive everyone of their inheritance rights. I was so angry with him at the time. Although all I could think about was that he didn't want to die, I really didn't kill him."
In a panic, Charles even said that he had thought about Marco's death. This made William startled, and he couldn't help but believe his words. He smiled and said, "Quickly distance yourself from your beloved ex-girlfriend."
"Damn it, my dear, I have no love for her a long time ago. If it weren't for the fear of you doubting me, I wouldn't care what she does."
"You are so heartless, Charles, but I like it because I hate islanders as much as your uncle does. Do you understand?"
William patted Charles' shoulder gently, and Charles nodded hurriedly, "Understood."
"You need to do one thing now. Find someone to get the hair of Marco and Toby for DNA testing. I have to confirm whether the person who died is Marco."
"What do you mean?" Charles asked William in shock, "God, do you think the person who died was Marco's substitute? How is that possible?"
“Idiot,” he glared at Charles, and William said calmly, “Since Marco can have an illegitimate daughter named Grace Ballard, can’t he have other illegitimate children?
You said that if he deliberately lets you kill each other, and when you are all dead or caught by the police, will all his wealth be left to the illegitimate son?"
"This is impossible. We are all his relatives or people who have saved his life. How could he be so cruel?" Charles said in panic.
"Whether it's possible or not, you have to look at the test report. If it's really Marco who died, then everything is easy to say. If it's not Marco, hehe, then there will be something good to watch."
Looking at Charles who was in panic, William shook his head and said, "Okay, you can go."
"Okay, I'll check it out right now."
As soon as Charles left, he played a few rounds alone. He glanced at the beautiful coach beside him. William rolled his eyes and smiled and suggested that the two of them compete.
If he loses a shot, he will pay 10,000 US dollars, while if the beauty loses, he will pay one hour for each shot.
This provoked this beautiful woman named Elena, who was of mixed race from four countries and had a desert-like face, and exuded exotic charm, to blow a kiss to William excitedly.
Unfortunately, things did not end as Irina wished. From the first tee shot, the more Irina hit, the more she felt that she had been deceived by William.
On a track about 100 yards from the teeing point to the green, her score could keep up with William, who was less skilled. But on a track more than 200 yards away,
William, whose physical fitness is more than ten times that of ordinary people, often only needs one shot to reach the green.
How can anyone compare this?
In addition, when putting, William does not need to use his mental power to control the ball. He only needs to use his mental power to scan the path of the ball. With a few shots, he can hit the hole in one shot even if the ball is three or four meters away.
By the time she reached the seventh hole, Elena had already lost six strokes to William.
Watching William hit another super long shot and hit the ball near the green, Irina covered her forehead, looked at the landing point of the ball, and asked the two caddies with some uncertainty, "This
The pole is 400 yards?”
"No," an older caddy put his palms on his eyes to block the sun, watched carefully for a few seconds, and then said happily, "I think it's at least 430 yards, because the distance from the tee to the green on this hole is
It’s 472”.
"Code 416", William, who had been followed by Spider and Black Blade drones, soon heard Sunday's report through his earphones.
Then he shook his head. Although he only used five levels of strength for the shot just now, he was not satisfied with the shot just now. He waved for a ball from the caddy and put it on the table again.
Just as he was about to tee off, the caddy said, "SIR, I think your waist doesn't twist enough when you exert force."
William would be willing to listen to others' advice on things he didn't understand. He tried swinging without the ball more than a dozen times, listening to Sunday's tips after each swing, and his movements became more and more standard.
They quickly found the point of exerting their strength, which made the two caddies and Elena almost drop their mouths.
"God, what kind of monster is this?" Elena asked William's caddy in a low voice.
"This is God's illegitimate son who is better than a genius. What can we do?" the caddy shrugged, fearing that William would be angry and the three of them would talk about him behind his back, and said flatteringly,
"Okay, don't be envious. People like Mr. Devonshire are born to attack ordinary people like us."
After William adjusted, he swung out a small white ball and flew straight to the green. It landed, bounced a few times, and rolled directly into the green. The caddy couldn't help but stayed for a few seconds and cursed in a low voice in disbelief.
'Hell'.
"Does this break our golf course's driving distance record?"
The caddy helplessly looked at William, who was in a good mood and was walking towards the green, and said with envy, "No, 470 yards is already an open course record. Elaine, my dear, it looks like you will have a wonderful time."
It’s night”.
Elena didn't plan to tee off again. She had to take more than three strokes to reach the green at a distance of 472 yards. There was no chance of winning. William and others also understood that, so they didn't ask Elena if she would tee off.
Already.
Following the two caddies, Elena whispered, "I just wanted to kill a fat sheep to get a loan for a house."
"God, are you kidding me? The person you are going to date is William Devonshire. He is so funny. What does your little house mean? And you are single now, so what's wrong?"