Qin Hai and Yang Guang each had a baseball bat. Standing side by side, less than two meters apart, they both had a white golf ball in front of them.

Yang Guang held the club with both hands. He first placed the club less than 20 cm away from the golf ball. He aimed at the hole in front of him and practiced a bit.

When he finished his practice and turned around, he saw Qin Hai still smoking with his club.

"Do you want to go first or should I?"

Seeing Qin Hai's sloppy att.i.tude, Yang Guang couldn't help but slightly frown.

Golf was a very elegant gentleman's sport, as well as a n.o.ble's sport. In Yang Guang's memory, he had never seen such a sloppy guy like Qin Hai on the field. As a would-be first-rate player, he couldn't afford to see a poor girl like Qin Hai on the golf course.

"Whatever. Oh right, I saw you practice for half a day. Do you want to go first?" Qin Hai said with a smile, as if victory was within his grasp.

The corners of Yang Guang's mouth curled into a sneer. "Good, since you're courting death, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Qin Hai shrugged his shoulders and gave Yang Guang an even brighter smile.

The movement was smooth and elegant, showing off the elegance of golf.

With a light bang, the white golf ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, accurately landing near the hole. After jumping twice, it slid down the small slope. After pa.s.sing through a small arc, it finally stopped less than 10 cm away from the hole.

"Beautiful!" Zhao Pu couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

Yang Guang placed his hand on his forehead as he looked at the landing spot carefully, happily clenching his fists.

Even a pro player would give him a thumbs up at this level.

At the same time, Yang Guang knew that he would definitely win this match, because a 10 centimeter distance on the golf course was way too short. If he was a bit closer, there was a high chance that the golf ball would hit the hole.

In other words, if Qin Hai wanted to beat him and win the bet, he could only think of a way to hit his own golf ball into the hole.

Turning his head to look at Qin Hai, Yang Guang's face was full of pride as he arrogantly said, "How about it? Do you want to directly admit defeat, or do you want to try?"

Qin Hai made a tent in front of his eyes and looked in the direction of the hole. "Aren't you still in the hole? Why do you look like you won?" Even if your ball is already in the hole, it would at most be a draw if I were to put it in the hole. "

Yang Guang was immediately angered by Qin Hai to the point of laughing. This fellow was boasting shamelessly, actually wanting to use a little birdball to defeat him. What a pipe dream.

"Fine, fine, fine. I'm not talking nonsense with you. If you can do it, then go. If you have the ability, then throw the ball into the hole for me to see!"

"Then you just watch!" Qin Hai put the cigarette in his mouth and smiled as he picked up the bat. He did the same one-handed maneuver as before, but he wasn't as wild and unrestrained as the first time he swung the stick.

This was way too f * cking depressing!

Bang!

Yang Guang looked at the rapidly advancing golf ball, and suddenly burst out in laughter.

This guy didn't know how to control his strength at all, nor did he know how much strength was needed to get the ball near the hole. With such a high flying speed, it meant that the golf ball could only land in the puddle in front of the hole.

In other words, he would win this bet!

Zhao Pu, who was standing at the side, also had a face full of astonishment, which then turned into a wry smile.

It seemed that the two hundred million he had lost, including the house he had given away, would soon be returned to him.

How dramatic!

At this time, everyone, including the ball boys behind him and the bodyguards beside him, started laughing.

Clearly, everyone thought that Yang Guang had already won.

Qin Hai was also laughing. Not only was he laughing, he also smoked happily. He then put the club on his shoulder and said to Yang Guang beside him, "Prepare to pay!"

F * ck!

You're the one who lost, alright?

The smile on Yang Guang's face stiffened as he turned his head to glare at Qin Hai. He was just about to mock this shameless b.a.s.t.a.r.d.

But at this moment, there was a loud 'bang' as if something had crashed into the wall.

He didn't know when to look, but when he saw who it was, he was shocked. When Yang Guang clearly saw what had happened, his expression instantly froze, as if someone had cast a freezing spell on him, freezing him in an instant.

In the distance, the flagpole that was originally inserted into the hole was now broken and fell onto the ground. After Qin Hai's ball bounced back from the flagpole, he managed to knock Yang Guang's ball into the distance, while he himself slowly rolled into the hole.

Yang Guang: "..."

Zhao Pu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Apart from Qin Hai, almost everyone was flabbergasted as they watched this scene.

F * ck you!

He could even use the ball to hit the end of the stick and then drop it into the hole?

F * ck you, are you kidding me?!

Even though Yang Guang was extremely unwilling to believe that the scene in front of him was real, even though he was extremely unwilling to admit that Qin Hai's ball had indeed entered the hole while his ball had rolled far away.

He lost!

200 million!

His eyes stared lifelessly at the broken flagpole in the distance.

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