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Chapter 121 Everyone Applauds

Wang Hao thought with a depressed look on his face.

At this moment, Song Feng got up from the ground again.

Now he has been slapped in the face twice by tennis balls, one piece of green and one piece of purple, and he looks so miserable.

"I'm not convinced!"

Song Feng shouted wildly.

Bang!

Another ball bounced over and hit Song Fei's stomach. The pain made him hold his stomach with both hands, his knees softened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Song Feng, who had a pale face, suddenly vomited.

In this scene, Du Fei and others were trembling all over and gasped.

Their eyes at Wang Hao were already extremely frightened.

Damn, this kid is simply a human-shaped monster. He beats people like this just by serving? That's a fart...

"Oh, I'll just pull it. It's only the third goal. Before the game is over, you're kneeling? It's too early, come on! There are still dozens of goals? Get up quickly, our star of tomorrow!" Wang Hao said with a slutty smile.

"Do dozens of balls?" Song Feng shivered when he heard this number. He was already trying to stand up, but he staggered and fell down again.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! If this continues, someone will die." Referee Du Fei shouted quickly.

Wang Hao glanced at him: "Yes, he probably won't be able to fight like this. How about you guys? Should you replace him? Would you do it? The wheel battle is OK, I don't care!"

After hearing this, Du Fei shivered all over and almost fell off the referee's chair.

"No, no, Wang...Brother Wang, that... let's forget it. You are amazing, we will admit defeat!" Du Fei said tremblingly.

"Hehe! If you admit defeat, you will admit defeat. But Song Feng said before, whoever loses will kneel on the ground and call the other party three times!" Wang Hao said with a smile.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Du Fei and the others looked at each other, and finally looked at Song Feng, who was still kneeling on the ground, with an expression of "It's nothing to me, you gamble it yourself, wipe your butt yourself."

Then, Du Fei and his friends quickly opened the distance from Song Feng and ran to the crowd watching the game, looking like they were the masses and had nothing to do with us.

"I..." Song Feng looked at the traitors, so angry that his teeth were itchy. He stood up and pointed at Wang Hao: "I want me to call you grandpa, you dream, I lost this game, I serve the ball in the next game!"

Wow!

As soon as Song Feng finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar. Everyone was talking about it, accusing Song Feng of being shameless. He had bragged about giving the serve to the opponent, but now he is so shameless and disagreeable.

When Wang Hao heard Song Feng’s request, he did not argue with him. He threw the ball at him and said with a smile: “Okay! No problem!”

Song Feng took the ball and looked proud: "Boy, you're just serving so well. If you don't give you a chance to serve, what are you going to play with me!"

Song Feng was calm, took a deep breath, threw the ball up, and hit it hard.

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the moment the ball was hit, he clearly grasped the trajectory of the ball.

He moved his feet and moved to the place where the ball landed.

Then, waved the racket and thrust hard.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The ball exploded and flew out, rushing like lightning, hitting heavily on the ground.

Then, under Qian Wei's horrified gaze, he bounced up and rushed straight to his face.

"I, Cao, it's over!"

Before falling down, Song Feng stared at the tennis ball flying towards his face, and only this thought was left in his mind.

The force was not very strong at this moment. Song Feng leaned back and fell to the ground. He never got up again and fainted...

The whole audience was silent, but Wang Hao said with an unhappy look: "I'll just go, so unbeatable? I haven't warmed up yet!"

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, everyone kept rolling their eyes.

Damn, the ball has a speed of at least 200 kilometers per hour. Even if it is absorbed by the ground, it is no different from being hit in the face like being hit by a car.

He fainted after being hit by all means, which was a miracle. You even said that he couldn't help but beat him?

You think he is a sandbag, you can just smoke it!?

This idea emerged in countless people's minds, and the assessment of Wang Hao's danger coefficient has reached a higher level.

Then, the administrator of the tennis court found that something was wrong and rushed over quickly. Looking at Song Feng who was lying on the ground, he was confused on the spot, wondering whether he was running a tennis court or a boxing club?

Can you turn into a pig's head if you play tennis?

The tennis court administrator quickly took out his phone and called 120, and soon pulled Zhutou Song Feng away.

"Handsome guy! I can't tell! Are you so good at playing tennis?"

"Yes! I asked us on purpose before!"

"I have the chance to teach us both. Your external spin serve was so cool just now!"

The two beauties ran up, surrounded Wang Hao from left to right, constantly asking, with an admirational expression on their faces.

The sexy beauty even stood in front of Wang Hao and made a slap, which made Wang Hao's eyes straight.

"Where, where! It's all blind!" Wang Hao looked at the two beauties, and felt a little embarrassed on his face. He scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Blind? Handsome guy, if you can't fool it, then we are all fools!"

"That's not, handsome guy, don't be so stingy, come and hand us over quickly!"

Two beauties hugged Wang Hao's shoulders on the left and right, but Du Fei and others were so hard that they beat their chests and stamped their feet.

"Hey hey! That's all right. Don't go too far. I'm still here, so you guys start to pry the corner!"

At this moment, Xu Ruofei came over, pushed the two beauties away, hugged Wang Hao's arms, and began to announce his position.

"Sister Refined, we won't rob your boyfriend, why are you excited? Besides, aren't you all right with him? Are you afraid that we will be a big shot!?"

"That's right, even if you don't believe us, don't you even believe your boyfriend?"

The two beauties argued unconvincedly.

"What? Are you and I? When?" Wang Hao looked at Xu Ruofei with a confused look on his face and asked in surprise.

When the two beauties heard Wang Hao’s doubts, they immediately started to cheer.

"Sister Ruofei, are you lying to us?"

"So you have nothing? Then I have a chance!"

"Handsome guy, let's have a meal tonight and talk about life!"

"Don't pay attention to her, what kind of life is it about? I'll talk about new people with you!"

Seeing his two sisters pounced on him like wolves and tigers, Xu Ruofei grabbed Wang Hao and said angrily: "You guy, you plan to refuse to admit your conscience after you finish it, right? Did you push me in the office that day?"

"Push...? It's pushing, but that's..." Wang Hao felt that he couldn't explain clearly when talking to Xu Ruofei, and his words were always so insightful.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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