CHAPTER 81

Jim went to rescue the ball and shot the ball to the exit.

Now, it was time for the last member of the team, Sonia.

"We'd better stay away, in case of a frightening flying pole performance again." Leila might have reminded everyone to stimulate her. Christina and Vinton retreated several meters away.

"Iron rod has no eyes. If we fly out, the area within ten meters is dangerous. You'd better hide in the pavilion," said Jim with a sneer.

"Honey, don't worry. Hit it as you like." Standing beside her, Daniel encouraged her.

"Don't worry, honey. I want to catch a bird for our team." Then she winked at him playfully. Hunting a bird was a golf phrase. They made five holes. If one could only strike four, then he would capture a bird.

Daniel stroked her head. His wife was professional. She even knew that phrases.

Leila hummed and thought that she must google it online.

Catch a bird, don't fly the iron rod out, and hit the birds in the sky!

Sonia turned around and glanced at