Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"Can you start?" Meng Bowen quickly came to Wang Fan and asked angrily. Rao is that he has always been good enough to conserve his emotions, and he is also choked by Wang Fanqi today.

"I'm in a hurry, why do I have to warm up? Although I am the king of the ball, after all, this thing hasn't been played for a long time, I need to get familiar with it."

Wang Fan did a few warm-ups without any hassle and said slowly, "You have been warming up for so long just now, can't you let me warm up?"

"Why, are you anxious to give me the ten million? You can rest assured that the ten million will be mine later, I will not care if you are so late for a few minutes."

Meng Bowen almost vomited blood.

Nima, he was rushing up aggressively, and he was planning to show his might. This product was going to warm up. Wasn't this dispel his enthusiasm?

The most annoying thing is the attitude of this guy, even if he is careless, he still feels uncomfortable looking at it, and it is uncomfortable to watch.

"How long do you have to warm up?" Meng Bowen asked with a black face, holding back his anger.

"Three or five minutes is enough. After all, there is no need to waste so much time dealing with small shrimp like you." Wang Fan said with a smile.

"You." Meng Bowen was almost mad. If he didn't know he couldn't beat Wang Fan, and Kong Wucheng waited for him to watch over there, he would have rolled his sleeves to dry.

"Arrogant, it's too arrogant."

"Brother Meng, you must hit him later to find teeth, and let him crawl out of the golf course."

"Wang Ba Dan, it's really abominable that the fork is put on Meng Ge's head."

Listening to Wang Fan's arrogant tone, those young men and daughters couldn't help but fill up with indignation.

It's really a face.

In Wu Wucheng's eyes, there was a sorrow in his eyes.

Wang Fan was invited by him. If he was stepped on, his face would be a bit difficult.

When it comes to boxing, he believes that ten Meng Bowen ca n’t do anything with Wang Fan, but when it comes to golf, he ’s a little bit bottomless.

Wang Fan ignored the clamor of big and small, he took the club from the beautiful caddie, and deliberately pinched the soft little hands of others.

This scene not only made the beautiful caddie feel a little shy, but the big and small children were almost exhaled.

After the caddy set the ball, Wang Fan opened the posture.

He grasped the club with both hands, and started the Malaysian gold sword swinging, full of momentum.

It's just that his very funny grip posture and unstandardized movements are all those who watched and laughed and looked forward.

Nima, this is just a joke, it is estimated that playing golf for the first time? They felt that they could not kill Wang Fan in a second.

"I'm going to start, wide your eyes and see clearly, what is the king of the ball." At this moment, Wang Fan screamed, grabbed the club and pulled back, then shouted hard.

Imposing.

when!

With a sound, the small white ball flew out with a hula hurry, but it flew into the sky.

Not only that, the club in Wang Fan's hand also flew out. Several caddies in the distance yelled and hurriedly called around to avoid them, fearing they would be smashed.

A brief silence.

Da Shao Qian Jin began to laugh again.

Nima, what level is this?

Meng Bowen was even more black-faced. He suddenly felt that playing golf with Wang Fan's reckless husband was an insult to him.

"Is this the level of your ball king? If so, you will be my ten million." Meng Bowenpi smiled and began to make up the knife.

"Oh, mistakes, mistakes, after all, it's warming up, don't worry." Wang Fan felt his head embarrassed and took a cue. After setting up the ball, he kicked his feet and started to fight.

He took another three shots. These three shots either hit the ball into the sky, or the shot flew into the sky, and there was one shot that didn't even hit the ball.

Those big and small children couldn't get up with a smile, they figured it out, this is just a shoveling forklift.

The beautiful caddie also felt ashamed, hid his face and hid aside, never daring to approach Wang Fan again.

She felt that serving Wang Fan was a shame to her.

"You, the king of the ball, is really powerful. I hit four shots, I couldn't even find the ball in the three shots, and the fourth shot was even more ambitious. I didn't hit the ball."

"I didn't believe you were the king of the ball, but now I have some faith. Shao Wang, do you want to warm up? I will give you enough time."

Meng Bowenpi came up with a smile, but said yin and yang strangely.

He hasn't put Wang Fan in his eyes at all. At this level, he will practice for another year and two years, I am afraid he is not his opponent.

"Thank you Meng Shao for compliments, you are so wise. I'm done warming up and I can start." Wang Fan didn't seem to hear Meng Bowen's ridicule at all, and even regarded it as a compliment. "How do you compare."

"Since Wang Shao is the king of the ball, let's take the simplest one. Twenty shots, whoever scores the most goals, whoever wins, how?"

Meng Bowen choked fiercely, and said with a smile.

Wang Fan's cheeky face once again refreshed his three views.

"No problem, you come first, don't say that my ball king bullied you." Wang Fan nodded without hesitation, said carelessly.

Meng Bowen was no longer angry with Wang Fan, and he was not polite. He took the club and started the game.

Alas.

One stroke, elegant movement, handsome posture, no less than those professional players.

The white ball flew out and landed about ten meters from the hole.

"Handsome, Brother Meng is so handsome."

Those golden coins screamed all over the stars, and there were a few people who had ecstasy in their eyes.

Meng Bowen was unmoved at all. He stepped forward gracefully and shot again. The ball landed a few centimeters from the hole.

On the third shot, the ball goes into the hole.

Three strokes and one goal, this is already very bullish, even if it is not professional, it is also the level of bullish in amateur.

Next, Meng Bowen started his personal show, playing more and more smoothly.

The second time he made a three-shot hole, and by the third time, it became a two-shot hole.

Next, all the two shots into the hole, a sudden mess.

Twenty shots, scoring nine goals. On average, it is close to two shots and one goal. The strength is terrifying.

"Brother Meng, you are so handsome."

"It's so handsome, at this level, it's catching up with professionalism."

Those big and small children screamed, and even a few caddies, small stars appeared in their eyes.

This is golf. On average, it is close to two shots and one hole.

"Don't, don't praise me, the ball king is still here, you praise me for hitting me in the face."

Meng Bowen smiled and said, but he was hiding a knife, "Wang Shao, I'm done playing, and then it's your turn. You are the king of the ball, but don't let me down."

His voice was full of sarcasm, but his eyes were full of pride.

Obviously, he was hitting Wang Fan's face.

laugh.

Hearing Meng Bowen's words, not to mention the big money, even the caddie laughed.

As far as Wang Fan's level is concerned, is the ball king? They all want to vomit.

They think that Wang Fan can score a goal with a 20-stroke, and that is already at a point where he can't stand against the sky. If he wants to win Meng Bowen, that is dreaming.

"Of course it will not disappoint you, but I am the king." Wang Fan is very proud.

He said, looking at those big and small, and his tone was full of disdain. "The pattern, the pattern, twenty shots, nine balls, do you guys also scream with embarrassment? Shame!"

This time, not only those who have a lot of money, but even Meng Bowen can not remain calm.

Nima, it's time to pretend, he wants to kill Wang Fan with his club.

At this moment, Wang Fan was already carrying the cue and walked in front of White Ball.

The beautiful caddy saw Wang Fan actually carrying the cue, and covered his face directly and gave Wang Fan a butt.

She felt that Wang Fan was about to break the jar.

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