Chapter 732： Black pot (three shifts, thanks to Dameng for waiting for the kiss!) (2/2)
”Five points and two catties... it's done...hahaha...”
”Good rice is more expensive than it...”
Shan Ye shouted,
”Hey, don't throw it, isn't this just a good bait? The little girl can't see it. You have a good fishing skill. You can catch such a big guy with an empty hook.”
The potted plant, which turned green and white, was a little bit happy.
”Huh, that is!”
”Xx sea fishing king” Qin Wuyong felt that his title of fishing king had been challenged again.
”Sardines are dragged up by a few or even a dozen tons in one net. What's so strange about fishing a few... Uh, cough, I'll share the meat...”
The potted plant stretched out a small white and delicate hand,
”Chenghui one hundred circulation points.”
”I rely on you to rob!”
”My grandma hasn't accused you of defamation yet!”
”Uh, cough, take the money...”
”Huh, here, here is the fish.”
Lin Chou grinned,
”Damn, it's really easy for you to come here with a hundred circulation points.”
”Hey, treat the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. If you don't teach him a lesson, you won't know how many grasses are on the head of Lord Ma!”
”Emotional Lord Ma is green? Forget it... People are all hooked, don't you hurry up?”
The potted plant turned around and ran,
”Eh, you guys are mothers who have milk. You can run away with other people's bait. How, how can it be like this.”
”Is it possible to be a father?”
”First come, first served, fast and slow.”
Leng Han asked with a tilted face while holding a pole in one hand.
”Can you guess what fish we will catch?”
The sea breeze was blowing on Leng Han’s hair, making him feel a little more sassy for no reason. Lin Chou coughed.
”Well...according to today's water temperature, wind direction, ocean current changes, and the angle formed by the sun penetrating the yellow cloud and irradiating the sea surface and the bright light together form an extremely complex hydrological array...”
”speak English.”
”I don't know, look at the face!”
”...”
Leng Han put the fishing rod into Lin Sorrow's arms,
”Skin, just your skin!”
Lin Chou shrank his neck in fright.
”Hi...I thought you were going to hit someone again...”
”Oh?”
”It's nothing, it's nothing...Huh? It looks like a fish has caught the bait...”
”Where is the real or fake so fast!~”
”Of course it's on the pole, come and take it...”
Leng Han was at a loss.
”How to do how to do?”
”Pull hard! It's not so hard to give it some room to turn around, you know, put it in and out, and wrestle with it...”
”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Lin Chou was frightened with sweat all over his face.
The man in the boat was shocked again:
1. When did Cold Tyrannosaurus have such a humane emotional module again?
2. The crew of TM really dragged the birdwing ballista over, get out! !
To sum up, although the process has been reversed, the result is still good.
Fortunately for Sansheng, the fish finally dragged up—and the boat sank.