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Halfway through the time of the competition, the last champion Boll had an expression of winning. He came across a good place this year. The largemouth bass in the cabin was almost full, which had already exceeded the weight of the previous year.

"Sheldon, I think we can celebrate in advance." Ball half-turned and said to the assistant behind him.

Sheldon, who controls the rudder, was silent, trying to speak but not good at it.

Boll noticed Sheldon's strangeness and asked with a smile: "Brother, you don't want to tell me, there are more people fishing than us? This joke is not funny!"

"Boll, I think we can only get second this time."

Hearing what his assistant said, Boll froze for a moment, and his expression became serious, and he asked: "Sheldon, we are almost catching a boat. You said there is someone better than us? Is it Jones?"

Jones is Boll's old opponent. The two are technically equally matched. They can only see who has better luck for the first place. Now the assistant says that there is no hope of fighting for the first place. The first thing Ball thinks of is his old opponent Jones.

Sheldon shook his head, pointed to the headset in his ear, and said, "From the information that Bill and the others have, Jones and the others have not caught as many fish as we have caught."

Bol Yile felt that Shelton was joking with him, and wanted him to continue to work hard and win the game with a crushing attitude.

"Since Jones can't beat me, what else should I worry about? Sheldon, my brother, don't keep joking with me."

They have a team outside, and they will report information at any time, and then adjust the plan based on the relevant information. Otherwise, how can they win the championship by fishing in one place alone?

Sheldon said frustratedly: "Boll, you better accept the reality! Bill and they didn't lie, we can only get second."

Shelton discouraged him again and again, Boll was also a little angry, his voice also raised a little, and asked with a straight face: "Jones are all defeated, do you think anyone can compete with me?"

Boll is proud. If Sheldon said that Jones fished more than him, so that he could only be second, he would recognize it, but now Jones fished less than him, Sheldon told him, The first is not his. Can you keep Boll angry?

Sheldon shrugged helplessly, and he could only give one name to Boll's questioning.

"Lee."

"What? Lee? Who is Lee?" Bohr looked confused. He couldn't remember who this name was in his mind.

"Li is a player in China, and it seems to have a little reputation in China." Shelton also knows very little about this dark horse.

Recalling it in my mind, Boll still didn't think of the sudden emergence of'Lee', who is it?Naturally, fishing techniques can be said to be unattractive if Boll does not remember the names of people.

"How can he fish more than me? Is his fishing skill good?"

The weird-faced Sheldon glanced at Boll and said with a weird look: "There is no technology to speak of!"

"Asshole, are you kidding me?" Ball was furious, looking like cannibalism.

Being surpassed technically, Boll surrendered. After all, there are so many people in the world who are better than Boll. Now Sheldon tells him that the man named'Lee' has no skills at all. Are you saying that Bollby is just a novice novice?

Sheldon waved his hand quickly, pointed to the headset, and explained: "This is what Bill's bastards said, not me, I just repeat it."

Ball took a deep breath, his expression slowly calmed down, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the walkie-talkie. I want to talk to Bill and the others."

Sheldon took the walkie-talkie off of his body and threw it to Boll, who took the walkie-talkie and asked directly: "Tell me, how did Lee catch so many fish without the skills?"

"Haha, that boy Pol can't hold back! I must post this matter on faceEook." There was a ridicule from the intercom, very American.

"Talk about it."

Feeling the coldness of Bohr's voice, the walkie-talkie also became serious, and said plainly: "If Li throws the fishing rod down, a fish will be caught."

"Just throw it? It's no use Luya?" Boll looked disbelief.

"This is the fact. If this is not a live broadcast, I would think that this is a shady game organization."

Ball was silent, and the doubt in his mind was heavier than whether there were aliens in Area 51.

"Boll, I know you may not believe it, but now in this game, Li's appearance rate is higher than anyone else, as if it was his personal special."

Pol turned black and threw the walkie-talkie to Sheldon, saying, "Go to where Li is."

Sheldon shrugged helplessly, and Bill's broken mouth was really irritating sometimes.

The breeze swept across the lake, and Li Ang put an inconspicuous largemouth bass back into the water without any joy or sorrow on his face. The assistant on the boat went from surprise and excitement to now accustomed to it. There was no emotional fluctuation in Li Ang’s behavior , On the contrary, it feels a bit boring.

"How long is it until the end of the game?"

"Leave the return time, Brother Li, you can still shock these foreigners for ten minutes." The assistant at the helm and You Rongyan replied.

Ang Li smiled and didn't say anything. He just came to the country to hold the trophy. It was shocking and easy to handle. He wanted to let the fishermen all over the world know that the Chinese could do anything!

A roar of motors came from a distance, and Li Ang and his assistant frowned slightly. For the fishing competition, this behavior was tantamount to interfering with the players' competition and could be regarded as a provocation by the opponent.

"That's Boll's boat? What does he want to do?" The assistant recognized Boll's boat at a glance. Boll is definitely the best player in the FLW competition.

Li An's expression was still light. He learned from the team behind him that although Boll had great luck this time, he still caught fewer fish than him. He knew the result of the game and was naturally not afraid.

Boll's boat was close to Lee Ang's boat. The two boats were no more than five meters apart. What's more annoying was that Boll's boat did not turn off and the motor still made loud noises.

Ang Li's assistant turned red and signaled to the camera crew not far away that he wanted the organizing committee to disqualify Boll. Boll's behavior could be disqualified by the organizing committee.

Ang Li stopped his assistant, looked at Boll and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I heard that you don't have any fishing skills? So I'll come and take a look." The smell of gunpowder was strong as soon as Ball spoke.

Ang Li laughed, hung a piece of bait on the hook, and threw it into the water. It didn't take a moment for the fish to bite.Like a novice, Ang Li dragged a largemouth bass aboard the boat, and smiled and asked, "Is that right?"

Poll's face twitched, and he glared at Li Ang, his face was as black as carbon, and he shouted: "Sheldon, don't you know the rules? What are you doing here? Waiting to be disqualified by the organizing committee. ?"

It seemed that only shouting loudly could make Ball retain the last bit of dignity.

Boll comes fast, goes faster!The assistant behind Li An laughed loudly, and a feeling of exultation emerged from his heart!

What contest first?What fishing master?In front of our brother Li, all are scum!

The brief confrontation between Boll and Ang Lee was broadcast, and the ratings have been rising, but every fishing enthusiast has only one question in his mind.

Why can Li Ang fish in such a noisy environment?At that time, shouldn't the fish run?

The game ended, and the results have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Ang Lee won the first place without any suspense.

After the meeting, Ang Li was interviewed. When asked how to achieve this result, Ang Li smiled and took out a bag of bait from his body and said: "This is the bait that my friend configures, and it depends on it to win. I promised. He, as long as he can win, he will definitely help him propagate."

The reporters smiled heartily and continued to ask questions. As for what Li Ang said, they didn't fully believe it. After all, they hadn't tested it personally, so how could it be advertised casually.

Back at the hotel, Ang Lee looked at the trophy illuminated by the light, smiled contentedly, picked up the phone to edit a text message, and clicked send.

He thought about it and logged into the Tianya forum again, and posted a separate post.

After doing this, Li Ang's smile became stronger and he muttered to himself: "What I promised is also complete."