Chapter 4 (1/2)

In a few minutes.

The fishing boat fell on the sea and splashed with water.

At the first time, all the people were throwing with their poles. It's hard to imagine that they would just throw it at will, and the hook would fly hundreds of meters away without a fishing line wheel. How could they throw it so far? Don't threads tie?

Sea fishing doesn't need to drift, but you don't need a fishing boat for hundreds of meters of line? Han Fei looked at the fishing rod in his hand. The length of the line was only two or three meters. How did he throw it out 100 meters away?

Han Fei's mind was full of questions. Everyone's eyes were closed and their hands were shining. Some of them were like the spirit of cultivation.

I can only see that all the fish lines are actually slightly recycled, and then Han Fei's magical scene, the fish line can be long or short, what kind of line is this?

Han Fei has the answer in his mind, which is the so-called ”control line with aura”? But it's a very spiritual thing to do in memory.

”Well, everyone, I have a good way. Can we go fishing while driving a fishing boat? It should be more alluring. ”

”Don't talk.”

The middle-aged uncle suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, ”this is just a common fishing boat. The energy of the spirit is limited. We have to keep the spirit for fishing. According to you, once our spirit is exhausted, we can only wait for others to rescue us.”

Han Fei smiled awkwardly. After all, it's not the earth. He doesn't understand many things and can't rely on memory alone. He wanted to have a fight with these people. It seems that there is no hope.

However, Han Fei is not worried. In his memory, those teenagers can catch 300 or 400 Jin of fish every day, which shows that there are many fish in this sea area. For example, for a two meter long turtle, only one is enough for the fish tax.

Han Fei has thrown the hook. He uses his strength to eat milk. He can't throw it out for 20 meters.

”Eh?”

In the past, there was a plumb to drop the fishing pole in the fishing sea, but now there is only one fishing line and one bait. It's hard to control the distance with aura!

Han Fei quickly glanced back and found that everyone didn't pay attention, so Han Fei began to pretend to fish.

His technique is very skilled. Pull, release, shake

”I'll swing to the left...”

”I'll swing right...”

Han Fei muttered in his heart, but saw a boat of people smoking.

Someone said: ”that kid, are you stupid? You have no bait. ”

Han Fei:

Han Fei doesn't believe me. Do you understand my skill? And with the no obvious bite, how could my bait be gone?

Middle aged uncle: ”pull it up! The green worm is the most unmovable one, so the fish will not touch your hook. ”

Han Fei: ”ah?”

The youth who used to mock Han Fei sneered: ”ah what! You must have been nibbled by the shrimp. ”

Winding up is a science. When people watch Han Fei half pulling and half pulling, they are speechless. Some people couldn't help but say: ”how did you grow up to now, boy? With aura, you're pulling a fart! ”

Han Fei:

I used it. It won't move!

Middle aged uncle: ”feel the aura, fall on the fishing line, drag the fishing line.”

Han Fei blushed slightly. According to people's words, he felt his aura. When the aura was attached to the fishing rod and the fishing line, he suddenly looked surprised, and there was an obscure force.

”I'll go. Can I use it like this?”

Han Fei's spirit was shocked and his spirit flashed. He only heard the sound of ”whew”. The hook burst out of the water in a flash. It didn't stop. He saw that the hook ”poof” landed on the bottom of the boy who was the same size as himself at the other end of the boat.

”Ah!”

Han Fei immediately is a tight chrysanthemum, other people have turned to the side, is also a tight chrysanthemum, do you especially close the line or hook people? Where does it take so much strength to close the line?

”Han Fei, you want to die...”

Han Fei: ”I didn't mean to. Don't move. I'll pull it out...”

”Poof...”

Only to see the hook once again ”whoosh” fly back from the young ass, everyone hurriedly bowed his head, Han Fei himself buried his head.

I saw a big piece of cloth on the boy's buttocks, and a small stream of blood came out.

Han Fei: ”I'm sorry. I didn't control the strength.”

”Han Fei, I'm going to kill you.”

Young cover buttocks, tears are falling down, do not take such! I just want to fish quietly. Who did I provoke? What do you mean by not throwing the hook in the water or on my ass?

Several other people on the boat looked alert when they saw Han Fei. Was this boy scared when he fell into the water yesterday? Why can't you even fish?

Seeing that the young man was about to rush over, Han Fei quickly raised his fishing rod, which scared the young man to stop. He doubted that Han Fei would throw the hook over again.Some people shouted: ”Han Fei, fish well, and then we will call the inspection team to take you away.”

Han Fei smiled awkwardly: ”Ai Ai Ai...”

This matter subsided for a while. Although the teenager was angry, he didn't really find fault.

Han Fei's face is green, and the green worm is gone. He said in his heart that Lao Tzu's fishing experience of more than ten years has not used any eggs here? This is nothing! Can't even pull up the hook. Can I catch a gourd egg?