Chapter 3 Kneel Down

North of the city, Jiayue Golf Course.

"I heard that you injured your leg and were in a coma for three days. What did the doctor say?"

The person who spoke was the original body's agent, Yu Guangyuan, who was a slightly tall and thin man with a decent appearance. His eyes were slightly protruding and there was a dark area under his eyes. It was obvious that he had not slept well in the past few days due to fear. His face was full of worry, as if he really cared about him.

However, what Jiang Wu saw at first glance was the luck above his head, the Qingxuan Qi, which had caused many sins and was indeed not a good thing.

"Much better."

The leg injury was nothing to him. The reason he was in a coma for three days was because his soul had just entered the new body and was in the adjustment period. What's more, he forced himself to use the spell, which made him unstable and unconscious.

"I was too impatient. When I heard that Mr. Yan could help you, I wanted you to have a good talk with him. I didn't expect this to happen."

Yu Guangyuan sighed, "You know, these big bosses have bad tempers. If you don't serve them well, they'll be in trouble. If you behave better, we can admit it and let this matter go -"

Jiang Wu interrupted: "Where are the people?"

"It's in front. I'll lead you there!"

Yu Guangyuan thought he had agreed, and felt relieved. He took him through the lobby to an open-air golf course. The green lawn was neatly trimmed, with a few flags of different colors planted on the lawn. Yan Wenxiong was swinging his club and hitting the ball into the hole on the lawn.

Yu Guangyuan greeted him with a smile on his face: "Boss Yan, I'm sorry to bother you. Jiang Wuta just came out of the hospital and hasn't recovered yet, but I rushed to apologize to you!"

Yan Wenxiong didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on Jiang Wu who was standing next to him. He was wearing a white shirt, jeans and sneakers, with no makeup on. His eyes were cold and he had a unique temperament. His hands and feet were intact.

He cursed in his heart, those bastards actually tricked him into jumping from the eleventh floor, how ridiculous, if they really jumped from the eleventh floor, wouldn't they be turned into a pulp? How could they still stand in front of him!

He glanced at the people in front of him and said nonchalantly, "I have been struggling in Linhai for so many years, and finally I got caught by a yellow-haired boy. You want me to forgive you just by saying sorry? It's not that easy."

Jiang Wu asked: "What do you want?"

Yan Wenxiong said slowly, "Kneel down, crawl in front of me, and bark like a dog for me to hear. Bark louder, and I'll consider giving you a chance."

Jiang Wu's eyes turned cold, and he said nothing.

"What? You don't want to? If you don't want to, then get out!" Yan Wenxiong said arrogantly, "You really think you're a piece of shit. If it weren't for Mr. Lin, you wouldn't even be qualified to climb into my bed!"

Mr. Lin, Lin Yaohui, the president of Star Entertainment, Zhang Xiaoyu had told him about this. Jiang Wu's eyes deepened, it seemed that this trip was right.

He looked at Yan Wenxiong and said, "I just think kneeling down and barking like a dog is too old-fashioned and lacks sincerity. Why don't we try something new?"

Yan Wenxiong became interested and asked, "What are we going to play?"

Jiang Wu raised his lips, and his originally cold and arrogant face melted away like ice and snow in an instant. "Let's play. If you lose a round, you have to take off a piece of clothing and kneel down. How about that?"

Yan Wenxiong's heart itched when he heard what he said, "Have you ever played golf?"

Jiang Wu shook his head. "No, but it doesn't look that difficult."

Yan Wenxiong touched his lips and said, "Okay, I agree."

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard this. "Brother Jiang, you can't even play basketball—"

"You can learn if you don't know." Jiang Wu looked at Yan Wenxiong, "Isn't that right, President Yan?"

Yan Wenxiong was in a good mood, "Of course!"

The caddy quickly handed the club to Jiang Wu, and Yan Wenxiong pointed to the hole on the far lawn and explained the rules to him, "There are eighteen holes in total, and the standard is seventy-two strokes. The standard stroke is--"

"That's too much trouble." Jiang Wu suddenly interrupted him and pointed the club at the farthest hole. "Why not just go to the farthest hole? Whoever gets into the hole first wins. It takes one more stroke and one less piece of clothing."

Yan Wenxiong was a little surprised that he was so arrogant, "Okay! Then you have to take off your clothes!"

Jiang Wu said nothing, "President Yan, please go first."

Yan Wenxiong wanted to show off. He picked up his club and walked to the tee, not forgetting to look at Jiang Wu, "Watch out~"

After saying that, he turned around and swung the club hard. The white ball flew in an arc and went directly onto the green. It was only two meters away from the hole and could go into the hole in almost three strokes.

Yu Guangyuan immediately flattered him, "President Yan is amazing! Professional! Absolutely professional!"

"It's okay, it's all just a hobby." Yan Wenxiong looked at Jiang Wu, "It's your turn."

Jiang Wu walked to the tee box with the club in hand, first glanced at the green from a distance, and then tentatively swung the club towards the white ball on the ground, his movements were very unfamiliar.

Yan Wenxiong sneered, turned around, took the water handed to him by his assistant and drank it, but before he could swallow it, he watched Jiang Wu's shot send the ball to the green.

Hole in one.

"puff!"

Yan Wenxiong was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of water.

Yu Guangyuan and Zhang Xiaoyu also widened their eyes. Although they didn't know much about golf, even laymen could see how difficult it was to hit the last hole with one shot.

Jiang Wu looked at Yan Wenxiong calmly, "Boss Yan, it's your turn."

Yan Wenxiong looked extremely ugly, even if he made the next shot he would still lose, this guy was obviously trying to trick him by saying he couldn't play golf, but he fell for it!

"You little brat! How dare you play tricks on me!" Yan Wenxiong gritted his teeth and said, "Catch him for me!"

Two bodyguards at the side immediately surrounded him. Jiang Wulian did not even retreat, but rushed forward. However, when he faced the bodyguards, he spun on his toes slightly, and the whole person seemed to pass by the opponent like an afterimage.

Yan Wenxiong only felt a flash before his eyes, and the next second, there was another person in front of him.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was about to call for help, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Jiang Wushuang's eyes suddenly turned pure black, like the abyss of hell, sucking his soul in.

He opened his eyes wide and tried to struggle, but lost consciousness the next second, like a hollow shell.

Jiang Wuyang said to the bodyguards behind him, "President Yan and I have something to say, all of you get out."

The bodyguards were confused, but when they saw that their boss didn't say anything, they thought that the other party had tacitly agreed, and soon they all obediently left the stadium.

After Jiang Wu made sure that they had all left, he put his hands in his pockets and asked in a leisurely tone, "Boss Yan, who got me drunk at the Golden Land Hotel on the night of the 8th, and who sent me to your room?"

"…It's Yu Guangyuan."

"I clearly refused at the time, but you forced me to jump off the building. Aren't you afraid that the stars will sue you?"

"...Lin Yaohui wouldn't dare to do that. He himself is not clean. He was the one who invited me to meet that little celebrity named Su..."

"Aren't you afraid that he will sell you out?"

"…We are grasshoppers on a line. I have kept his chat records and phone recordings…"

Jiang Wushou took out his phone from his pocket and held it in his palm. On it was the recording interface. He turned off the recording and whispered, "Send me all the chat records and phone recordings between you and Lin Yaohui."

"……good."

After a moment, Jiang Wu confirmed that all the evidence was in hand and put away his phone nonchalantly, "Boss Yan, I'm willing to accept the loss. We agreed that if I lose one pole, I'll get one piece, right?"

Yan Wenxiong looked at him in confusion, "...Yes."

"You don't need to take off your clothes. I'm not interested in your body." Jiang Wucong picked up a pole from the ground and said slowly, "Just kneel down. I'm used to people kneeling in front of me to talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grasped the golf club and swung it hard at Yan Wenxiong's lower body!

"ah!!!"

A shrill scream echoed throughout the stadium.