However, Luo Chao said, "President Ning, pack up, we can leave now."
Leave? Wei Mingyang was stunned and imdiately said, "A bet is a bet, there's no way you're leaving!"
"Who said I lost," Luo Chao blinked and said, "But I did forget, a bet is a bet, you need to swallow a golf ball to fulfill the wager."
"The balls you hit disappeared, and you say you didn't lose, you joker," Wei Mingyang cursed.
Luo Chao sneered, "Open your eyes wide and see clearly, 3!"
Wei Mingyang felt a pang in his heart. What did he an by counting? Uncontrollably, he looked at the hole beneath the flagpole 400 ters away to see what trick Luo Chao might be pulling.
"2!"
"1!"
"0!" When Luo Chao counted to the last number, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips, and overhead, three streaks of white light seed to fall from the sky. Everyone who saw this began to tremble violently, "Oh my god, oh my god, how amazing is this!"
"Thunk, thunk, thunk!" The sound of the balls entering the hole echoed in everyone's ears. They gasped, feeling incredulous, finding it hard to believe their eyes. Is this possible?
Chairman Wei was watching this astonishing scene, feeling utterly unwell. He rubbed his eyes hard and took out his binoculars. When he saw the white balls in the hole, his face began to twitch violently. He mumbled in disbelief, "How is that possible, how is that possible!"
One ball could be seen as luck, but what about three? Wei Mingyang was shaken. As a professional player and the top golfer in the country, even he couldn't make such a high-arc hole-in-one. It seed that no professional player in the world could achieve this!
Who on earth is he? How can one person be this amazing? Wei Mingyang's mind was trembling. He was completely defeated, and just earlier, he was arrogantly boasting — he really had been a fool!
His plans had fallen through, and Wei Mingyang felt terribly uncomfortable inside, harboring resentnt towards Luo Chao.
anwhile, Ning Wanxi's pretty face turned a blush of pink due to excitent. She hadn't been so thrilled and happy in a long ti. Looking at Luo Chao, this person was really annoying, always making her worry, yet consistently giving her perfect surprises, making her both hate and like him!
Annoying Luo Chao!
Luo Chao returned to the shaded area of the tee platform, smiling shyly, "Chairman Wei, sorry, I won."
The pretentious guy begging to be struck down! Wei Mingyang thought angrily and frowned, "Fine, you won!"
After saying that, as Wei Mingyang was about to turn and leave, Luo Chao coolly smiled, "The grand chairman of a group wouldn't talk nonsense like passing gas, right?"
Wei Mingyang spun around sharply. He was supposed to embrace beauty tonight, but unexpectedly, Luo Chao erged like Cheng Yaojin halfway through. He grew angrier the more he thought about it and roared, "Damn, if you're so capable, make swallow the golf ball!"
Even though a golf ball isn't large, it's still much bigger than a human's throat, making it impossible to swallow. Wei Mingyang boasted arrogantly because of this fact, believing no matter how brilliant you are, you couldn't possibly make him swallow the ball.
At this mont, Wei Mingyang opened his mouth wide, forming an "ah" shape, with a challenging look in his eyes. Co on!
"As you wish," Luo Chao's eyes flashed with a cold light. A silver streak targeted the acupoint on Wei Mingyang's throat as Luo Chao grabbed a ball from the caddy's pocket and forcefully shoved it into his mouth.
He really dares to do it! Wei Mingyang's pupils widened, and Luo Chao's movents were incredibly fast, directly stuffing the golf ball into his wide-open mouth.
And then a bizarre scene occurred. The golf ball seed to walk on its own, slipping straight into Wei Mingyang's throat. At that mont, his throat trembled intensely, and after the shaking, it managed to swallow the golf ball down.
With a gulp sound, the noise from Wei Mingyang's throat sent chills down everyone's spine. They were dumbfounded that he had swallowed the golf ball. Had his throat mutated to such a size?
But Wei Mingyang was the most shocked. He discovered, horrified, that his throat had lost sensation, forcibly swallowing the golf ball into his stomach, where it moved down the digestive tract and entered his stomach. This feeling was too uncanny, too terrifying!
"Ugh!" With a ball in the stomach, how could one feel comfortable? Wei Mingyang started vomiting uncontrollably, feeling sporadic spasms in his stomach, twisting his face into a grotesque grimace.
Chairman Wei was on the verge of wanting to die, looking at Luo Chao, practically seeing a devil, trembling all over from fright.
"Quick, help out, let's go," Chairman Wei cried as deathly panicked tears and snot flowed while speaking loudly to his secretary.
The man in the suit was also scared, quickly recovering and helping the chairman up from the ground, supporting him as they walked embarrassedly toward the club's door.
There's a saying, "Better provoke King Yama than Luo Chao," which turned out to be true. Wei Mingyang regretted it so much he could feel his guts turning green with despair. Why did he attempt such malice and end up crossing paths with a fearso guy like Luo Chao, who could destroy soone without lifting a blade?
Golf balls aren't dissolved by stomach acid, so Wei Mingyang needed surgery to cut open his stomach and remove the golf ball.
Being cut open for no reason, and having to slice the stomach, how tragic is that?
Thinking of this, no one dared to et Chairman Wei's tragic gaze. Looking at Luo Chao, they couldn't help but shiver; this person seed too devilish, too powerful!
However, Chairman Wei brought it on himself, so no one else could be blad.
"Chairman, wait for ," Xia Xiaopang, just having finished picking up the ball, shouted as he saw Wei Yangming leaving awkwardly.
As Xia Xiaopang was about to catch up, Luo Chao pulled him back suddenly, "Fatty, didn't you see clearly? With such a boss, you're bound to suffer more grievances."
Though curious why the chairman left in haste, Xia Xiaopang replied, "Luo Chao, you think I want this? But I have no other choice. I lack both a diploma and any specific technical skills. I don't want to lose a good job easily."
"Who is this?" Ning Wanxi asked.
Luo Chao laughed, "This is a high school classmate of mine, nad Xia Xiaopang!"
Xia Xiaopang? Ning Wanxi paused briefly. What a peculiar na. Luo Chao knew why he was called Xia Xiaopang. He was reportedly nine pounds at birth, nearly exhausting his mother, so she nad him Xiaopang.
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