God of Fishing

The rod broke, and Han Fei's poor again didn't even have a rod.

The only thing left in his hand was a broken dagger and an inferior fin knife stuck in the wood, and the depressed Han Fei pulled a small white fish out of the fish cabin and started making raw fish chips.

“Huh! It tastes good, the meat is tight, it actually feels a little like beef. ”

Han Fei had some surprises, this flesh is perfectly capable of making sashimi, the blood taste is extremely light and the flesh is refreshing. Thinking that little white fish was worse than big yellow fish and swordfish turned out to be unexpectedly good.

Soon, half of the little white fish went belly down, and not surprisingly, Han's spiritual value went from 20 to 23. Han Fei is stunned. Didn't you say the white fish only had 3 points of spirituality? You're only halfway there!

Han Fei ate the remaining half of the small white fish and turned his spirit into 26 points, making him smoke straight in the corner of his mouth.

Han Fei does not know that people eat here, leaving the body in a very relaxed state, not only absorbing the spiritual energy of the seafood itself, but also promoting the body's absorption of free spiritual energy.

At this time, the sky is slightly white, it should be dawn, this night is kind of past the peace, and Han Africa sat on his knees and began to practice.

The fever started again on the wrist, and there was a feeling of constant spirituality entering the body, but the amount of spirituality was significantly reduced.

“Huh! Why is it so little? ”

Han Fei opened his eyes surprisingly and found that the three moons had become almost gone, leaving only a smudge of white.

“What's the matter with the three moons? ”

Half an hour later.

At dawn, the bright red day in the sky revealed its head on the sea, and the dawn fell.

At that moment, Han Fei, who was still practicing, felt only a shock, and the spiritual energy from the void surged. If it was just a stream, then at this moment, Han Fei felt like the river was pouring in.

“Hiss, a little more...”

Han Fei's forehead was sweating and a gourd suddenly appeared on his wrist.

Han Fei felt that the whole person was about to burn after just holding on to two or three breaths in the district.

“Ow... it hurts. ”

Han Felton suddenly felt his wrist burned. He hastily stopped practicing and opened his eyes. As a result, he saw the wrist smoking and the purple light appeared on his wrist.

Before he could get up, a flame suddenly burned on his wrist.

“Hiss, hot...”

Han Fei immediately climbed up and quickly reached into the water in the fish cabin.

Han Fei, by the way, looked at the refinery pot, and the spiritual energy went from 26 to 108. This speed suddenly shocked him. Is it because of the purple light?

Just as Han Fei was thinking, suddenly he stepped down and the sea boiled. The sea surfaces around him suddenly burst out, and there were waves and fluctuations in the distance.

But it wasn't a real wave, and Han Fei saw countless fins and was swimming towards his boat.

“Snap...”

A bunch of fish began to jump joyously, and a few little white fish hit South Africa in the face first.

Not only that, but also the big yellow fish hit Han Fei's stomach, hitting him with his waist bowed into shrimp rice. Without Han's reaction, he saw a tentacle shrimp flying in the air.

“I knock on Nima...”

Without daring to look more for a second, Han Fei “chucked” his head into a fish compartment and immediately closed the lid of the fish compartment.

Han Fei just felt his heart “bang bang” and jumped straight. He seemed to have done something terrible and caused a sea riot.

Not long after he closed the lid.

“Knock, knock...”

“Pfft... Pfft...”

I don't know how many fish fell on the boat board or how many tentacles of shrimp crawled on the deck. Han Fei even saw the shrimp of the tentacles sweeping back and forth through the cracks on the deck.

“Click…”

Han didn't want to look at the outside scene through the silk crevice. When he “snapped”, he rubbed a knife on the cap and inserted it directly into a small section.

Then you hear what appears to be whipping the air, and more of the sound of stones smashing the hull, causing Korean non-ears to be full of noise.

“Goo...”

“Okay, so fucking dangerous. Hand shrimp, swordfish, turtlefish all here? ”

After a few minutes of waiting, a shrimp leg slipped through the hatch.

“Shrimp Master, Big Brother, Big Brother... Get out of here! ”

Han Fei can't even hold his breath. If he comes in here with a tentacle shrimp, he can't cut himself into seventeen or eight sections!

“Oh, no, can I have a smoke?"

Just watch Han Fei hug the shrimp leg immediately and say nothing.

“Suck it! Refining the demon pot, suck it to death..."

“Boom...”

The lid of the fish hatch was almost lifted.

Initially, the tentacle shrimp also resisted violently, and the shrimp had to be smashed on the deck and smashed, almost overturning the hatch several times. Ultimately, the struggle became weaker and weaker, and the shrimp legs lost their strength. Han was not happy. Indeed, the demon pot was still useful.

For almost five minutes, Han Fei felt that the shrimp leg in his arms was no longer struggling, and should have been sucked out by himself.

“It's not enough to get you out there, and you want to run into the cabin. Are you floating or can't I talk about the knife? ”

Han Fei scolded.

It took another four or five minutes before the sound on the deck faded away. A lot of fish seem to have jumped back into the sea. Han Fei only dared to open the lid a little.

A big yellow fish was frightened by Han Fei. His head hit Han Fei's head. His tears almost came down.

After confirming that there were no dangerous organisms on board, Han Fei immediately jumped out of the fish cabin and saw only a mess on the deck. Many large yellow and white fish were cut into countless pieces. Even a swordfish was cut in half.

Apart from that, all the stones on the boat were thrown by the turtlefish, only to look at themselves, at least three turtlefish died on the deck.

There's a knife cut.

There's been cut in half.

All this made Han Fei watch heartbeat, how powerful is the tentacle shrimp, even green sea turtlefish can be cut open?

Turning back, Han Fei looked at the tentacle shrimp more than three meters long, like a cooked lobster, the difference was that the tentacle shrimp had a very large head, a very short body and had to be very long, and the eyes were like two dead woods, and at this moment it was soft on the deck.

But then, Han Fei ecstatic, the spiritual value became 156, that is, the tentacle shrimp provided him with 48 points of spiritual energy, compared to the last bowl of spiritual fish soup.

Besides, it's an eight-person fishing boat with eight fish compartments, almost all of which have fish except the deck and the one you're hiding in.

Han Fei swears, there's never been a moment like this. I caught more than a dozen fish a day and a night, and I haven't jumped on more fish in five minutes. He jumped up on his own, and it was mine, and suddenly he felt like an outburst.

“Ha-ha-ha...”

Han Feihaha laughed, holding a dark circle and breaking his fingers, reading words in his mouth.

“There's a little bit of white fish, it's okay to swallow 40 or 50 pieces of gourd... there's also a little bit of big yellow fish, also swallow 20 or 30 pieces of gourd... eh, why is the water in this fish cabin red? ”

As Han Fei was about to look at the fish chamber, he saw a long thing passing through it.

“Shit...”

Han Fei kicked the cover unconsciously and quickly sealed it. If he guessed correctly, it should be a snake belt.

Yesterday is this snake-shaped fish, a fish can kill half the boatman, if it comes out, it can't do it by itself, it can accidentally get through a hole in its body.

Han Fei decided, when you get back to the airport, let the good guys open this cabin!

Hence, Han Fei held the big yellow fish in his right hand, and the green sea turtlefish in his right hand. After absorption, he kicked the body off the boat. Although he knew that even after absorption, he could sell it, it was far from important to have his own secrets.

A few minutes later, Han Fei looked at the magic pot again.

demon pot

Master: Han Fei

Grade: Grade 3 (Fisherman's First Product)

Psychic: 814 (60)

Spiritual vein: 1st level residue [can be upgraded]

Majored in Kung Fu: "Soul Fishing Technique", Title I, "Immobilization Technique"

Han Fei looked at the 814 points of spirituality in shock, which means he sucked more than a hundred fish back and forth and nearly 700 points of spirituality?

Han Fei's breathing began to rush, and the spiritual superposition in the demon pot was really unlimited.

At this moment, Han Fei is lying on the deck with the sun shining in his heart. He thought it would take a long time to accumulate a thousand spirits. Who would have expected one night to be enough?

“Why don't we do it again tomorrow night? ”

What Han Fei doesn't know is, if he talks about it, someone will think this guy is crazy, dare to practice in the early morning in the early morning, put aside ordinary people at that moment can burn to ashes, okay!

After washing the boat slightly and deliberately leaving some marks, he chopped off the tentacles and kicked the whole shrimp into the water. Otherwise, a shrimp this big is completely here, and there's no explanation at all.

The sun has risen, and fishing boats are falling from the sky.

One of them came straight to the fishing boat where Korea and Africa were located.