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Chapter 437

Chapter 437

In Ma Zhiyong's eyes, Jiang Feng is an ant-like person and does not pose any threat to him at all.

"I like your current arrogant attitude. Next, when I fall from the altar, I hope your little heart can withstand it!" Jiang Feng grinned.

Ma Zhiyong was too lazy to talk nonsense to Jiang Feng. He provocatively said: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start!"

"Okay! Are you not a top golf expert? I'll finish warming up, come first!" Jiang Feng said lightly.

A hint of contempt appeared in Ma Zhiyong's eyes: "Caddie, play the ball!"

"Yes, Mr. Ma!" The caddie quickly placed a white ball for Ma Zhiyong.

He knew that Ma Zhiyong was a super expert, and he was looking forward to Ma Zhiyong's super strong performance.

As for Jiang Feng, the caddie really didn't take Jiang Feng seriously.

In front of the five-time champion Ma Zhiyong, even if Jiang Feng is a master, he is just a younger brother.

When he was underestimated, Jiang Feng's face was like a storm. When he took action, he would definitely startle all the skills.

Han Tianyu clenched his fists and said with hatred: "Ma Zhiyong, give me all my strength, don't give him any chance to breathe!"

"Yes, Mr. Han!" Ma Zhiyong shouted solemnly.

He came to the club placement and picked up a club with the same weight.

Immediately, Ma Zhiyong came to the position of the white ball. He looked at Jiang Feng and looked down on him and said, "Boy, feel the feeling of despair!"

Swish

After his words fell, Ma Zhiyong waved his hand proudly and pulled the club hard on a white ball.

The white ball suffered a heavy blow and immediately soared into the air.

Hulala!

In full view of everyone, the white ball fell to the ground, slid for several meters, and fell straight into the hole.

"Beautiful job!" Seeing Ma Zhiyong scored easily, Han Tianyu shouted as if he was fucked with chicken blood.

Jiang Feng sneered: "This is called beauty? Just be sloppy!"

A true golf master will directly enter the hole with a white ball, and will not let the white ball roll down on the ground.

"Sloppy? Unreasonable!" Ma Zhiyong looked contemptuous.

Swish

Ma Zhiyong smiled coldly and took action again.

He controlled the clubs and was extremely skillful in the operation, and the white ball exploded and flew out.

This time, the white ball fell on the lawn less than one meter away from the football hole. The white ball rolled down slightly on the lawn and entered the hole again.

"Cool! Cool and cool!" Han Tianyu shouted again.

It seems that it is not Ma Zhiyong who plays the ball at all, but he is killing all the people. The mobile phone will remember it in one second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

Their faces gradually pale. In front of the powerful Ma Zhiyong, they really didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's better than the previous goal, continue, continue!"

"Pretending to be a ghost, boy, look at your dog's eyes widen!" Ma Zhiyong smiled disdainfully.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, Ma Zhiyong showed his power, and the remaining eight balls successfully entered the hole in full view of everyone.

"Wow! It's worthy of being the fifth champion, Brother Yong is so awesome!"

"Yes, yes! Brother Yong is worthy of being a national player. There is really no one else in this method!"

"Brother Yong is so cool and cool. He has entered the hole with all ten goals. He is so awesome!"

A group of golf enthusiasts around praised this scene.

After successfully hitting ten white balls into the hole, Ma Zhiyong looked at Jiang Feng with disdain: "Boy, it's your turn!"

"Jiang Feng, be horrified, tremble, Ma Zhiyong scored all ten goals, what qualifications do you have to fight with us?" Han Tianyu said with a crazy grin.

It seems that Ma Zhiyong made all ten goals into the hole, and Jiang Feng will undoubtedly lose.

However, Jiang Feng, who was born in Longmen, will he really lose in the face of such a situation?
Chapter completed!
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