Urban Tianyi Daddy

Chapter 483 Beauty's Fist

Speaking of this, she was even more frightened like shaking chaff.

Song Kangkang said grimly: "If you are told to do it, you do it! However, I can give you two choices, either, you put your fist on the hole, or you lie down and put your head on it!" "

"I'll give you five minutes to think about it."

He looked left and right, a devilish smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Guys, this is the fun, right? It's too common to just hit the ball into the hole. Tell me, can I just hit this little girl's fist... or head with my swing?"

Shen Zhou's expression changed.

He knew Song, this was a blow to him!
However, just give it to you, why let an innocent girl suffer.

There was a gloomy look on his face.

The bosses, including Xue Chang, all nodded their heads, boasting that Song Jianjian's golfing skills are unparalleled in the world, let alone more than two meters, even if they are more than 20 meters, he can accurately hit the fist or head of a beautiful woman!
Song Jiankang laughed and looked at the beautiful driver who was about to collapse on the ground: "One minute is up, have you thought about it? If you haven't thought about it, just put your head on it."

"If you don't let go..."

He smiled, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Two fat and strong bodyguards sprang out from the side, slowly pressing towards the beautiful driver.

Song Kangkang said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate. At worst, I will ask these men to push you up, but it must be the head, not your fist."

The beautiful driver wowed and cried again.

While crying, walked over tremblingly.

She bit her lower lip hard, knelt and sat beside the small hole very helplessly, stretched out a white fist and put it on top.

With faint hope, he looked at Song Jiankang: "President Song, please forgive me, I swear... I will never dare again, you can ask me to do whatever you want, don't... don't abolish me. hand."

The girl also knew that when Song Jiankang swung the golf ball, the force of the golf ball must be very strong.

Will definitely smash her fists!
She cried so hard that her heart broke.

Song Kangkang said indifferently: "Just put your fist on it, don't fart me anymore, or I will press your head."

The girl was so frightened that she immediately bit her lower lip, not daring to make another sound, but kept sucking in air.

She closed her eyes hard, but more tears poured out, her face was pale and pitiful.

The people around looked sympathetic, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Song Jiankang swung the golf club again, ready to sweep out the small white ball, and suddenly turned around to look at Shen Zhou.

He slapped the back of his head: "Oh, by the way, Doctor Shen, I forgot to ask you, do you think I can hit that beauty's fist with this club?"

In fact, this is nonsense.

At a distance of more than two meters, children have a [-]% to [-]% chance of hitting it.

Shen Zhou shook his head: "I calculated with my fingers, you definitely can't hit this club, your golf skills are so bad, it's more than two meters long, how could you hit that beautiful woman's fist."

The people around were dumbfounded and confused.

This……

These words are too bold and arrogant!

Xue Chang's legs gave way, and he almost knelt down for Shen Zhou.

My ancestors, please don't add another moth to me!
Although he didn't shout it out, his eyes have fully revealed this point.

Hearing this, Song Jiankang was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

He pointed at Shen Zhou with a golf club: "Are you really sure that my golf skills are so bad that I can't hit her fist with more than two meters?"

Shen Zhou said in one word: "En."

"good very good!"

Song Jiankang was about to roar, and the cue almost poked Shen Zhou's forehead.

He gritted his teeth: "Then I'll make a bet with you, if I can hit her fist, it's your turn to go over, put your head on the hole, and see if I can hit the ball on your head."

"Dare you?!"

Shen Zhou folded his hands on his chest, and said calmly: "You mean, you can't hit her fist, that is, you go over and put your head on the hole, let me see if I can hit your head? "

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding bosses laughed even more.

"This kid has a brain problem!"

"There is indeed a problem. Normal people can't say such a funny thing!"

"How can he be so good at such a young age?"

……

Even, those bodyguards rushed over, grabbed Shen Zhou and beat him up.

Xue Chang stomped his feet, almost breaking some of his toes.

He regretted bringing Shen Zhou here!

Is this kid having a cramp in his brain? Why does he keep saying these inappropriate words? This is killing me.

He finally shouted: "Shen Zhou, can I recognize you as an ancestor? Don't be so arrogant anymore, you will kill yourself!"

Shen Zhou ignored him, didn't even look at him, but just looked at Song Jiankang.

Song Jiankang stopped the bodyguard, laughed so hard that he spit and pointed at Shen Zhou: "Boy, you have the guts, so I'll make this bet! I don't believe it, it's only two meters away, and I can't hit her fist! "

"Today is really fun! Mr. Xue, don't get angry, I think you brought a very good amused object, don't worry, Doctor Shen, I will be merciful later, and I won't blow your head off!"

"I will only knock you awake."

There was a gloomy and bloody smile on his face.

Then, after setting up his posture, he swung his cue high and smashed towards the little white ball.

Target: Beauty's fist!

Before the cue touched the ball, the beautiful driver let out a shrill cry, but he dared not leave the hole with his fist.

She knew that if she left, she would definitely suffer dire consequences!

Maybe it will be smashed to pieces.

She is also aware of Song Jiankang's ruthless methods.

After hitting the ball, Song Jiankang laughed loudly.

It's only over two meters, and it can definitely hit that little white fist!

Then, he was dumbfounded.

The people around were also dumbfounded.

The little white ball flew over the beauty's fist, at least twenty centimeters apart!

This……

It's too far away from the level of hitting a fist.

All of a sudden, the little white ball flew away.

The corners of Song Jiankang's mouth twitched, his eyes widened, and he was about to support his poor chin. The others also shook their heads, shouting that it was impossible.

Yes, how is this possible.

Only two meters!

Shen Zhou shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Song, am I right? Are you accurate enough? It is said that your golf skills are very poor. It is more than two meters long. How could you hit that little white ball?"

"If it was two or thirty centimeters away, I would never dare to make this bet with you."

He joked sarcastically, making Song Jiankang's face turn blue.

He shouted: "Spicy next door!"

He raised his leg suddenly, grabbed the club with both hands, and slammed it down hard.

This guy is quite strong, and the expensive club was bent.

Several bodyguards rushed towards Shen Zhou like wolves and tigers!

Shen Zhou remained motionless, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Mr. Song is not only poor in golf skills, but also has a bad character. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he wants to renege on his promise and get fat, and even asks people to beat me up."

"Stop me!"

Song Jiankang yelled, swung the bent cue and rushed over, hitting several bodyguards head-on.

They screamed and dodged far away.

This punching bag is really fun to do.

Song Jiankang pointed at them fiercely: "Have you heard that others say that I am not only poor in golf skills, but also of bad character! Did I ask you to fight Shen Shen doctor? If he wins, he wins. I, Song Jiankang, have to respect me." He has to admit defeat!"

Shen Zhou laughed and said: "Since Mr. Song admits defeat, then go over and put your head on the hole, and it's my turn to show off your skills."

He picked up a golf club and dangled it triumphantly.

Song Kangkang: "..."

(End of this chapter)