Chapter 227: Repeated Embarrassments

At this moment, An Ni Shang ran over and pointed at Lin Yang, saying.

He's the one who hit it!

Seeing An Ni Shang holding Lin Yang's wrist, Li Bingcheng let out an unhappy grunt.

It's just luck, isn't it?

A middle-aged man in his fifties, hearing Li Bingcheng's words, frowned and said.

Young man, you look like a beginner at first glance.

Playing eighteen holes straight, even if you have luck, you still need skill!

Hearing the middle-aged man call him a novice, Li Bingcheng flew into a rage.

Lin Yang also laughed and said: 'He's definitely not a novice.'

He claims to be the Hong Kong Golf Little Prince.

The middle-aged man sized up Li Bingcheng, then said with a look of contempt.

You're skinny as a monkey, and you still call yourself the Xianggang Little Prince?

At most, you're just the Monkey Cave Little Prince!

This really made Li Bingcheng angry.

He said in a deep voice: 'I'll make you look down on me!'

I'll perform a miracle for you right now!

He took a deep breath, focused his attention on the ball, and swung the club.

Then he struck the ball.

In everyone's sight, the golf ball flew halfway and then fell to the ground.

That's about thirty meters from the hole—how is that a miracle?

Calling him the Monkey Cave Little Prince is spot on.

Hearing that comment, Li Bingcheng nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He gritted his teeth and said: 'That shouldn't happen; with that force, even if it didn't go in, it couldn't possibly end up this far away.'

While saying that, he walked up to the ball and swung again.

This time, the earth seemed to suffer a heavy blow, and the ball shot straight off into the distance.

Using that much force for thirty meters—this guy really is a beginner.

After several attempts, the disbelieving Li Bingcheng still couldn't get the ball into the hole.

Finally, he broke down.

Ah, this is impossible—I'm the Hong Kong Golf Little Prince!

This must be because your course has a problem.

His flustered, exasperated appearance made the onlookers shake their heads.

An Ni Shang witnessed this scene and fell into thought.

She quietly asked Lin Yang: 'This is all your doing, right?'

Li Bingcheng, who has been involved with golf for years, would never be this bad even if he were terrible.

Hearing An Ni Shang's words, Lin Yang smiled and said.

I just used a few little tricks.

By the time Li Bingcheng returned to the tee, he already looked like he was doubting life.

Seeing him like that, Lin Yang laughed and said.

Young Master Li, do you want to keep playing?

At this moment, Li Bingcheng was still muttering.

The course is at fault, the wind is too strong, the ball is problematic—it can't be my fault!

In short, after more than ten swings just now, Li Bingcheng began to doubt life.

Young Master Li, stop muttering and hurry up and take off your pants.

Having come to his senses, Li Bingcheng glared at Lin Yang, gritting his teeth.

You... you're cheating!

Lin Yang, hearing that, smiled and said.

Since Young Master Li can't afford to lose, then forget it.

The people around also chattered about Li Bingcheng.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Li Bingcheng exclaimed excitedly.

Who can't afford to lose? Who can't afford to lose!

It's just taking off pants—I'll do it!

After taking off the pants, only a pair of underwear remained.

Lin Yang saw this, smiled slightly, picked up the club, and took a few more swings.

Wow, all eight shots went in—little brother, you must have some trick!

Just luck.

Lin Yang's words, they all took as modesty.

The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier handed over a business card and said.

Young man, your golf skills are so good—make friends with them.

Lin Yang, after receiving the business card, glanced at it.

Zhang Zhongquan, Chairman of Zhang Clan Group.

Zhang Zhongquan smiled, nodded, and said.

"Let's just make friends; if you need any help, you can find me."

Lin Yang merely smiled at that.

Then, staring at Zhang Zhongquan, he furrowed his brows and said.

"Be careful lately; something might happen at your home."

Saying that, he took out a Peace Talisman and gave it to the middle-aged man who made a good impression.

"This Peace Talisman can save your life at a critical moment; you must keep it safe."

Zhang Zhongquan, holding the Peace Talisman, laughed loudly and said.

"I didn't expect you, little brother, to still believe in this."

"I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

Obviously, Zhang Zhongquan didn't believe Lin Yang's words.

Even because of this, he felt some aversion toward him.

Lin Yang also didn't mind; he had already warned him, and whether he lives or not is up to him.

After Zhang Zhongquan left, Lin Yang smiled and looked at Li Bingcheng, saying.

"Young Master Li, should I continue playing?"

Upon hearing that, Li Bingcheng gritted his teeth and took off his last pair of modesty shorts as well.

Seeing him take it off, An Ni Shang suddenly let out a scream and then covered her eyes.

Lin Yang, seeing that, turned his head in confusion and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I just got poked in the eye by a toothpick; will I get a sty?"

"A toothpick?"

Lin Yang stared for a moment, then looked at Li Bingcheng.

Seeing Li Bingcheng covering a certain part of himself, Lin Yang instantly understood.

"Cough, cough, it shouldn't; a toothpick only pricks people, it won't cause a sty."

Upon hearing Lin Yang's words, Li Bingcheng was ashamed and indignant to the point of exasperation!

He hurriedly picked up his pants from the ground, put them on, and turned to leave.

Lin Yang, seeing that, asked softly.

"Young Master Li, aren't you going to continue the match?"

Li Bingzhi quickly caught up to Li Bingcheng and whispered.

"Brother, we can't let this guy be so smug!"

"We must make him lose face!"

Upon hearing that, Li Bingcheng said in a deep voice.

"This guy is too uncanny at golf; how can I beat him!"

Li Bingzhi thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he said.

"Then we could go compete in horseback riding."

"Going to the racetrack to ride horses, these high-class activities— that poor bastard definitely hasn't learned to ride; we can crush him in this area!"

The originally angry Li Bingcheng, upon hearing that, a smile appeared on his face.

"You're right!"

"Horseback riding, this kind of high-class activity, he definitely won't know!"

"We can beat him in this regard!"

He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, returned to the ball table, and looked at An Ni Shang, saying.

"Miss An, do you know where there's a racetrack? We want to go horseback riding."

At this moment, An Ni Shang simply dared not look at Li Bingcheng.

She hid behind Lin Yang, lowered her head, and whispered.

"I know; I'll take you there right now."

"Sure, but why don't you dare look at me, Miss An? Is it because you don't dare to look at my perfect physique?"

Saying that, he also puffed out his chest and sucked in his belly, wanting to show off his abs.

An Ni Shang, upon hearing that, immediately shook her head.

"No."

Li Bingcheng gave a hehe laugh and said to An Ni Shang.

"Don't be shy to say it; if you like this physique, just say so."

"Ah, no, it's that I can't face the toothpick."

Li Bingcheng's smile on his face stiffened.

He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Lin Yang, meanwhile, looked at Li Bingcheng with a strange expression.

I don't know how this guy still has the nerve to stand here.