Wearing casual clothes, running on the comfortable and elegant green grass to exercise your body, cultivate your sentiment, open accidents and good air, and not too fierce competition. Therefore, golf is known as a sport of nobility, and it has been praised by many Celebrities are keen, and even many business negotiations are completed while playing golf!
It's just that words such as leisure and elegance are completely different from today's golf game.
This is a bet on the head!
"Stroke play?"
Li Yun glanced at the other four people, no objection, then nodded and said: "Then stroke play, 18 holes, whoever swings the most times, then hesitate, stick out his head and let us chop. It's time to kick the ball!"
Wan Zicheng's head shrank, like a tortoise, the second generation of rich people just wanted to laugh.
For some reason, before the game started, they decided that Wan Zicheng must be the one who lost his head!
Although Li Yun didn't know how strong he was, he dared to use his head to compete, and said that he would only kill the last person. It is estimated that his technique is not bad, but it is not better than Zhao Tianfeng, so he pulled Wan Zicheng to block the knife.
"Who, who!"
Wan Zicheng also knew that his strength might be the weakest, so he wanted to give a backing: "Who would dare to participate?"
Everyone took a step back.
Just kidding, head-off betting, who dares to play?
Zhao Tianfeng smiled and said, "Hu Xiaomeng, do you want to come too?"
"Me?" Hu Xiaomeng blinked.
"Yes! Xiaomeng, do you also participate?" Wan Zicheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly persuaded: "It's just a joke, everyone is just playing around!"
"Who was joking with you?" Li Yun picked up a club, flung a golf ball in his hand, and waved hard.
boom!
The golf ball flew out like a cannonball, flying straight to the sky and disappearing, and the surrounding air was blowing wildly, which was enough to prove how terrifying his shot was!
"If anyone loses and doesn't stick his head out, I will give him a shot!" Li Yun smiled at Wan Zicheng: "If anyone runs away, I will give him a shot too!"
Wan Zicheng's legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground.
This shot hits a person, but can't everyone's head be blown up? !
Everyone swallowed, and it seems that the situation today cannot be improved!
"Hee hee~"
Hu Xiaomeng laughed happily: "It's okay if I want to participate, but people are still young, weak, and inexperienced. You should let Xiaomeng and I'm right... Well, just let me take thirty-six shots. Right?"
"Go." Li Yun flicked his fingers on the girl's forehead, and smiled: "Let 36 strokes? Then you won't take the second place?"
"Huh? Who is the first? Zhao Tianfeng, are you?"
Hu Xiaomeng was joking around, seeming to dilute the cruelty of some gambling games.
"Let's start the game."
Zhao Tianfeng didn't mess around with Hu Xiaomeng, and glanced around in an indifferent tone. She wanted to see what exactly Li Yun was going to sell!
"I'll come first!"
Long Xingchen was the first person to stand up again. He glanced at Wan Zicheng with a playful look: "Okay, I only need 70 shots at most to play 18 holes. I want to take my head. Yes, you only need to have less than 70 strokes!"
70!
Wan Zicheng's face paled again, he needs at least 90 to 100 shots!
Generally speaking, every time a top golfer makes a hole, he needs to swing about 3 times.
Less than three times is a good result, more than three times is a little bad, 5 swings are basically a big mistake level!
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