Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Kane was in a good mood: "How about the yellow-skinned monkey, are you ready to continue fighting?"

"Fight. Why don't you fight?" Song Fang shrugged, "But it seems that I'm not suitable to go first, so it's better for you to go first."

Kane snorted disdainfully, picked up the equipment and went back on the field without being polite.

Although Song Fang missed a ball, Kane did not intend to underestimate the opponent. He decided to play his best and teach this yellow-skinned monkey a lesson.

And he did.

Kane's shot landed far on the fairway. Although it was still some distance from the green, it opened up a very good situation for the subsequent process. Not surprisingly, he can catch a birdie, or even an eagle.

Song Fang will definitely lose. And he lost miserably.

On the edge of the field, Primo coughed lightly and comforted Song Fang: "It's just a friendly match, don't take it to heart. I believe that Uncle Mark and your father will not take it seriously."

This means that even if Song Fang loses, Kane cannot really ask Song Fang and his father to withdraw from the field of genetic research as he clamored. He doesn't have that much energy.

"But it's really disgusting to have such a guy around." Another senior said in disgust.

Charles suddenly thought of something: "Song Fang, which school are you studying in?"

Song Fang reported the name of the school. It's a high school.

"Kane is studying in the high school next door. In the middle school you are in, there are also many of his bad friends." Charles frowned and patted Song Fang on the shoulder, "In order to prevent him from hurting you, you should transfer to another school. This Leave it to me, don’t worry.”

Kane walked off the field and said loudly: "What are you worrying about? The game is not over yet, right?"

Then he walked over with a deliberate smile, squeezed Charles away, and put his arm on Song Fang's shoulders: "Don't worry, little monkey, I will teach you well in the days to come. Enjoy it, haha."

The harsh laughter made everyone present frown.

Raven already had the sandwich knife in her hand.

Song Fang still maintained his standard eight-tooth smile: "Why did you come back to the court and finish your game?"

"Now you're behind, so it's your turn." Kane said, "What, did you give up?"

"It's not like you gave up. You just wanted to take a break and save your luck." Song Fang said, "Or do you think you can't score this goal and decided to give up?"

This is really a very poor attack, but Kane just falls for it.

Kane pushed Song Fang away, pointed rudely at Song Fang's face with his index finger, and turned around to play again.

As soon as he left, Song Fang suggested: "Should we go over and watch?"

"Why are you watching? Do you want to see how you lost so miserably?" said an outspoken senior.

"I think we really need to go and watch." Primo said, touching his chin.

In golf competitions, there are often no referees present, and scores are scored by players consciously restraining themselves. But Primo really has a question mark in his mind as to whether Kane can have this awareness.

So under the leadership of Primo, the seniors gathered their friends and went onto the court. People who don't want to be exposed to the sun also pick up binoculars or go to the observation deck. In short, they are all following Kane's game.

However, they still have a shame. Even when watching from close range, they all abide by the rules of the game and ensure that their positions will not affect Kane's performance.

Kane's performance has indeed not been affected. After two more long balls, Cannon Kane blasted the ball onto the green.

"It's over, it's over. I can't watch anymore." The outspoken senior covered his eyes and wailed, "In his position, the next shot is designated to be a birdie. Even if his hand slips, he can still make the next shot. , at least it's even par. Song, I'm sorry, you're really done."

Ruiwen leaned over quietly: "Brother, I'm ready, or..."

"No need." Song Fang said, "Also, give me the knife."

The corner of Kane's mouth curled up, and he carefully studied the current situation, calculated the force of the ball, and tried to find the optimal solution.

Within two shots, he designated the hole, but he wanted perfection.

Finally, he found it. I saw him carefully and confidently pushing the ball away from where it was. The ball rolled smoothly on the lawn and drew a beautiful arc. At first it was slightly away from the hole, and then under the influence of gravity brought by the slight slope of the green, He rolled towards the hole, but he missed the ball by a hair.

It didn't matter. Kane pushed it gently and the ball fell smoothly.

"yeah!"

Kane makes a fist. "Won!"

His two younger brothers came running up cheering, turning a deaf ear to Primo's angry rebuke that "no running or jumping is allowed on the green." One of them actually spat at Song Fang: "Go away, yellow-skinned monkey!"

"I'll call the security and throw these two people out." Primo left here angrily.

Charles took a deep breath: "Song Fang, you still have a chance. It's just an eagle, I believe you can catch it."

"But what if he can't catch it." A senior asked, "Didn't he just hit the ball away?"

"If it doesn't work, we still have a solution."

Charles said meaningfully.

He never used his powers on Kane. This is because Kane has a strong hostility towards him. This hostility inadvertently acts as a firewall in Kane's head, making it difficult for Charles to control Kane with his abilities. Even if he controls it, there is a high chance that it will be sensed by Kane, so his attacks are likely to be darker and darker.

But now he has no choice but to take action.

He called Song Fang here.

In Charles' view, Song Fang's Celestial ancestry was only a secondary reason why Kane targeted Song Fang, and the main point was to humiliate him.

"No. You are all wrong." Another senior mused, "Song Fang is not five shots behind, but six shots: three shots behind in the first two holes, two penalty shots for missing the ball, and one more shot. It was the shot where we missed the ball, we didn’t count it before.”

When everyone heard this, they unanimously made a sound of disappointment.

It's over, it's really over.

Even if Kane admits that "let Song Fang take five strokes" before the start of the game, there is still a one-stroke gap between Song Fang and Kane for the first two holes.

Kane shot five on the third hole. If Song Fang wanted to tie, he would have to use at most four strokes to get the ball from the teeing area into the par-5 hole.

How can this be. Song Fang just hit the ball away, okay?

Charles gritted his teeth, touched his temple with the fingers of his right hand, and at the same time stared at the arrogant Kane, concentrating.

For the current plan, the only way is to use his ability to tamper with Kane's thoughts and make him give up pursuing the outcome of this game.

However, the hand that was holding his temple was pulled away.

Charles looked back and saw that it was Song Fang himself.

"Thank you for thinking about me." Song Fang said sincerely, "But... everyone has been standing in front of the hole talking for so long, why doesn't anyone go to take a look at the hole?"