Chapter 898 Competition Between Ting and Feng 2

Mu Yufeng's smile instantly disappeared from his handsome face, "How is it possible? How could my ball pop out!"

"What's impossible?" Yan Shiting sneered coldly, "It means your strength is too strong and you can't control the level."

"No...it won't happen..." Yu Feng looked at Cheng Yingxuan with a shocked expression, slumped shoulders, "Xuanxuan, I have always been precise, accurate, ruthless, fast, and perfect in one go when I play golf..."

The further he spoke, the quieter he became.

Because Yan Shiting swung the club almost at the same time as he said it, with the same posture and the same way of describing it, precisely, accurately, ruthlessly, and quickly!

The white golf ball flew into the air, then landed on the ground, rolling and rolling...

The distance was obviously as high as Mu Yufeng's shot.

Mu Yufeng was bleeding in her heart, just hoping that Yan Shiting's ball would not go into the hole...

Unfortunately, God did not listen to his bloody hope.

The ball played by Yan Shiting still went into the hole...

There were no onlookers cheering this time, because everyone had to wait and see if the ball would fly out without giving any face.

After dozens of seconds, the ball still didn't come out of the hole.

The golf caddies at the golf course finally cheered, "The ball went into the hole, into the hole. Mr. Yan also hit the ball 135.67 yards, which is a distance of 120.6 meters! And the ball did not pop out. Mr. Yan beat Mr. Mu!"

As the results were announced, the onlookers burst into applause again.

Mu Yufeng's displeased gaze moved in this direction, especially staring at the golf caddy, "Are you so happy that I lost?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mu, I... I'm a fan of Mr. Yan... Mr. Yan can become the richest man in Asia without relying on family power..." It's not like you, relying on the foundation of your family... The more the caddy spoke, the louder his voice became. Small, because he was afraid that Mu Yufeng would take care of him.

Cheng Yingxuan gave Mu Yufeng a cold look and said, "It's just the truth. Besides, it's a fact that you lost."

"Xuanxuan, I..." Mu Yufeng was about to cry but had no tears, "I usually hit this distance casually, and none of my shots would go out. Why did I miss my shot today..."

"Okay, if you lose, you lose. So much nonsense." Cheng Yingxuan said calmly, "It's just one shot."

Mu Yufeng said with a pale face as if her parents were dead, "There is still a man's face..."

Yang Qian was simply stunned.

Mu Yufeng was so cool just now, both in his skills and in his posture, and the ball flew far enough... How dare he be so cool with just a POSS?

Once the ball flies out, there will be no hair on it.

She originally thought that Mu Yufeng would win, and she also hoped that he would win.

Because if Mu Yufeng wins, he can continue to teach Ying Xuan and show Yan Shiting how close this couple is.

Then, Yan Shiting would be in a bad mood after losing, and he might even go drinking to get drunk.

She can take advantage of the situation, comfort him thoughtfully, and get closer to him.

If he was really drunk or in a low mood and was comforted by her, she could take advantage of it and climb into his bed.

Unexpectedly... Mr. Mu actually lost!

It really made her lose her temper!

A strong man's smile appeared on Yan Shiting's stern face, and he said disdainfully, "I still think Mu Shao is as powerful as that, but that's it."

"I'm not convinced, come again!" Mu Yufeng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight again.

Yan Shiting sneered, "The rule just now is that one shot determines the outcome. Are you going to break your promise?"

Cheng Yingxuan's eyes also flashed with impatience, "Okay, Yu Feng, if you lose, you lose. It's a manly behavior to lose if you can afford it."