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In fact, sometimes, even money can make you beat the ghost.

Ru Meng thinks she is not a casual person, but Vacheron Constantin, who costs tens of thousands of yuan, has turned her into a casual person. I have to say that the charm of this money is still very great.

"Yuanyi, remember to tell me when the time comes, I will ask my friends in the Public Security Bureau to help." Ma Lele sat aside, hugged a beautiful woman, and said.

"Well, I will tell you, Humph, Zhao Tiezhu will definitely let him do it this time!" Xuan Yuan said with a gloomy face, "In sh, no one can live for so long after offending us!"

Xuan Yuanyi's words were somewhat domineering and leaking his face. The girl next to him looked so confused. However, Xuan Yuanyi rubbed his hand against Rumeng's slim waist while looking at Rumeng, thinking, "What a pity, this guy, I'm going to sleep with Zhao Tiezhu, so I can only change it!"

Rumeng, who lost some moral integrity, still didn't know that in Xuan Yuanyi's heart, she had already been labeled with the identity mark that she would lose. As long as the matter was over, Rumeng would be thrown away by Xuan Yuanyi.

Even if Ru Meng was given ooxx by other men for Xuan Yuanyi, Xuan Yuanyi would not value these things. If you were taken, you were taken. I would give you a 30,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan, which can be considered as making up for you. As for continuing to move on, it is absolutely impossible.

"When I go to the Public Security Bureau, there are ways to kill him."

Xuan Yuanyi said viciously.

"I want him to die than to live!"

Ma Lele said in a deep voice.

Something was conspiring here, and on the other side, Zhao Tiezhu.

Wenting's bowling skills are indeed quite good. Basically, he can knock down ten bottles in one or two balls. Moreover, the flying saucer balls and curved balls are thrown, which makes Socrate stunned.

"Come on, Zhao Tiezhu, come and try it!"

Wenting picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from her face, and said to Zhao Tiezhu.

"Me?"

Zhao Tiezhu narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll forget it, I can't play."

"You can learn if you can't play, but it's actually very simple. Are you not a master on the God List? Since you are a master on the God List, it should be very simple to learn this, right?" Wenting said with a smile, "Let us perform one and see how your God List master controls your body."

"This... I'm too strong, it's better if I can't hit it. If I throw it into someone else's fairway or hit it, it's unreasonable!" Zhao Tiezhu shook his head and said.

"It's okay, how can this kind of thing hit someone? Unless you throw it directly at someone."

Wen Ting said, "Even if someone hits me, can't I take responsibility?"

"This...well that."

Zhao Tiezhu nodded in embarrassment, but his eyes glanced at Ma Lele without any trace.

Ma Lele was about seven or eight meters away from Zhao Tiezhu. I don’t know if I was having fun or something else. I didn’t look at Zhao Tiezhu. So far, Ma Lele and Xuan Yuanyi don’t know that Zhao Tiezhu is bowling next to them.

"How much ball do you want."

Wenting asked.

"It's fifteen to sixteen pounds." Zhao Tiezhu said, "I remember it seems that this is the heaviest.

"With your strength, you really need sixteen pounds." Wenting nodded, took out a ball from the rack and handed it to Zhao Tiezhu, and said, "Actually, bowling is very simple. You are a master, so it is easier to learn. As long as you can win me, I will never care about all the bad things you did to me before."

Zhao Tiezhu touched his head awkwardly and said, "I don't seem to have done anything bad to you, right? It seems that you did it to me!"

"Hmph, it's useless to argue!"

Wenting curled her lips and said, "I, Wenting, have never been afraid of any man. Don't think that if you let me, you will appear to be better than me. If my dad doesn't let us play, then you will score the winning or losing from bowling."

"But...but I can't! Aren't you cheating me?" Zhao Tiezhu said.

"Tsk, with your control over your body, it's not a matter of learning this in minutes? Bowling is nothing more than calculating the ball path and strength. It's definitely not difficult for you! Stop moji, hurry up, I'll give you a few opportunities to get familiar with you, and you'll start after getting familiar with it! If you want to lose to me, I don't want you to do anything more. You just call me good sister, you're so awesome, that's all!" Wenting said.

"Then if I win, do you want to call me good brother? You are so awesome to me?" Zhao Tiezhu asked in a lewd manner.

"Let's talk about it if you win." Wenting snorted coldly and said, "Don't waste time."

"Then I'll try it."

Zhao Tiezhu held the ball in his hand and weighed it. It was heavier to pick it up and felt quite good.

Zhao Tiezhu followed suit and inserted his finger into the ball hole. Then, Zhao Tiezhu calmed down and looked straight into the fairway, saying, "I'm going to let you see it, what is a curve ball!"

As he spoke, Zhao Tiezhu rushed forward directly. After three or four steps, Zhao Tiezhu raised the ball high and then threw it out towards the fairway.

Novice who plays bowling is generally prone to such a situation, that is, the moment the ball flies out, there is no way to control the ball's running trajectory. Therefore, novices who play bowling are likely to throw the ball onto other people's fairways.

Of course, as a master of the God List, would Zhao Tiezhu do such a stupid thing as throwing the ball into someone else's fairway?

Definitely not!

The bowling ball escaped from Zhao Tiezhu's hand and then drew a perfect arc in the air.

With a bang.

Then I heard another puff.

The bowling ball in Zhao Tiezhu's hand, for some reason, flew to the fairway about seven or eight meters away from him. The bowling ball, who was originally pretending to be cool, was decisively hit by the bowling ball that suddenly flew over. He sat on the ground, covering his chest with his hands, and gasping for a desperate respite.

"My grass!"

Xuan Yuanyi, who was talking to Ma Lele, also heard a dull sound and hurriedly looked at it. He saw Fujiko sitting on the ground and was about to die. A bowling ball next to him was staying alone on the ground.

"Which bastard threw it? Will you play the ball? Isn't it so bad?!" Xuan Yuan was caught by Zhao Tiezhu in the previous stage, and his mood has not recovered yet. As a result, he encountered someone throwing the ball to his side again. Xuan Yuanyi suddenly wanted to say, "Do you really think I won't get angry?"

Wen Ting, who had seen Zhao Tiezhu throw the ball away and hit someone, planned to go over and apologize quickly, but after hearing Xuan Yuanyi's words, he decisively turned his head to the side.
Chapter completed!