Just like on TV, standing on a high platform, you can fight hard.

Anyway, there is a basket of golf **** next to it, so I don't have to worry about not having a ball to play.

Wang Zi was standing behind Chu Fan and was teaching him to fight.

Chu Fan is really talented in this regard, and he even hit the ball with three or four shots.

But where does the ball go...

Then it will be random.

Chu Fan played very vigorously.

No wonder so many people like to play golf, it's quite fun.

From Chu Fan's point of view, such a one-shot, two-shot, three- or four-shot shot can quite vent the depression in his heart.

now.

It's nine o'clock! !

A feeling of swelling suddenly filled the body.

Chu Fan was not flustered at all, because he came here to solve this "accelerated blood flow" by playing golf! !

He pulled the frame over.

Put one.

Hit one.

Put one.

Hit one.

Wang Zi just came out of the toilet.

Progress so fast?

Can't hit a shot?

She smiled and walked up, just as she was about to say something.

"Quick, help me get two more baskets... Oh no, let's get four baskets first!!" Chu Fan said after going out with a stroke.

? ? ?

Wang Zi was stunned.

Hit that fast?

There are 100 **** in this basket.

Going to the toilet by yourself, adding the front and back together, it only takes four or five minutes.

Finished with a basket of balls?

Wouldn't it be thrown out by hand?

"Don't be stunned!"

Chu Fan said urgently.

He was exhausting every shot, and that was the only way to make the swelling feel better.

"Oh oh!"

Wang Zi talked to the staff, and a few baskets were quickly transported over.

Keep playing! !

Put the ball.

swing.

Put the ball.

Put the ball.

swing.

Every ball was hit a long way.

Where exactly did it fall... Anyway, Wang Zi didn't see it.

Be nice!

Is this against the ball?

Or have a grudge against golf clubs?

What are you doing with so much effort?

Does your hand not hurt?

Aren't your arms sore?

soon.

After a few baskets of balls, there is only one basket left.

But the state of "accelerated blood flow" is not over yet.

what to do?

Gotta keep fighting! !

The empty basket was thrown aside, and another basket of golf **** came over. Just as he was about to play, the staff came over.

This is the manager of the golf driving range.

in a suit.

With gold wire glasses.

At first glance, it is the legendary little golden collar.

He walked up to Chu Fan and Wang Zi, and said with a wry smile, "Sir, when you play... can you be a little bit weaker?!"

Uh?

What's the meaning?

Chu Fan asked suspiciously, "Do you still need to control the intensity of golf?"

"Manager Zhang, what do you mean by that?" Wang Zi also asked with a frown.

How is it okay for people to fight?

Come to us, will you use a little effort?

how?

Afraid of breaking your ball?

Wang Zi was very unhappy.

Seeing that Wang Zi's tone was not very good, Manager Zhang quickly explained: "It's mainly because your boyfriend used too much strength and the ball flew a little far, so when picking it up...it might be a little difficult!!"

What?

Having trouble picking up the ball?

That's your business too!

Oh!

We come to consume, and we have to play hard?

Can you do it?

If it doesn't work, let's play in another place. The whole city golf course is not just your family! !

Wang Zi immediately said, "Okay! Then please refund my VIP fee. We're not playing here at the head office, right?!"

What?

Want a refund?

No, absolutely not!

If you want money, you see what is valuable on me, can you cut it off and take it away? !

joke!

Pulling the customer to recharge is the commission......

But if someone wants a refund, it will affect their image.

"Ms. Wang, you..." Manager Zhang was about to cry.

Wang Zi waved his hand and said, "I'm not embarrassing you. You let the big guys judge and think that my boyfriend is playing too hard? What do you mean?"

The people around came around.

"This is too much!"

"That's right! People are so strong that they can't play ball yet?"

"Forget it, I'll refund it too!"

Many people shook their heads slightly.

To tell the truth, if you can come here to play with nothing, not to mention how rich you are, at least it is a well-off family.

What are you here for?

entertaining! !

But now that you're angry, who wants to come?

Although it is not them now, but according to the attitude of this stadium, they will be dissatisfied one day.

Manager Zhang heard the discussions around him, and he almost knelt down on the spot.

He suddenly said with a crying voice: "Ms. Wang! I don't think your boyfriend is too strong, but... he hit the ball and flew off the court, how do you ask us to find the ball!! We can't be more responsible for hurting others!!"

What?

Give the ball directly to 0.1...

Hit the field?

Lying on the grass!

seriously?

There was a lot of discussion.

Anyone who can come here knows a little golf.

How much arm strength does it take to hit the golf course with one shot?

boom!

However this time.

One shot again.

Chu Fan was still feeling uncomfortable, how could he have time to talk nonsense with them.

Sweat!

Sweat again!

More than a dozen **** flew out again.

"Sir, be merciful, be merciful!!" Manager Zhang said quickly.

Chu Fan said, "Calculate how much money you have. If you can't get the **** back, just buy them!"

while talking.

He continued to fight.

"Ouch! You are so bright, sir!"

The manager laughed immediately, and he said, "There are not many **** that can't be recovered, maybe more than 400!"