God of Fishing

Han Fei was quickly surrounded by a group of fish dragon gangs, but everyone looked alert, and the fat man made people feel so powerful.

Han Fei shouted, “Don't you bastards know who I am? ”

One of them drank for the masses: "Whoever you are, you can't do this to me. Besides, we don't have fat people like you in Tianshui Village. Say, are you a traitor in other villages? ”

Han Fei tried so hard to pull the flesh off his face: “Do you see it now? ”

“This?”

A lot of people were shocked, and they seemed to find something terrible.

“Help... help, master? ”

Han Fei: “Did you fucking see that? Are we all rebelling? ”

“Goddamn it, Master... what happened to you? ”

“Master, what have you been through? ”

Not long later, Li Gang, Li Gang and Li Qing all came back. When they saw Han Fei's first eyes, they immediately felt hot eyes. Li Gang was still holding up his own stomach and patted himself with his hand. He couldn't compare his heart. I was too thin.

Han Fei Angry fingered Li Gang: “Li Gang, you hold my stomach back. ”

Li Gang: “???? ”

Han Fei: “In other words, I've been away for more than half a month, but someone is looking for me? ”

Li Gang: “Young master, the village chief came to see you, as did a few of the last people who went to our hot pot restaurant to eat. But they all thought you went to a mixed area of primary and secondary fisheries to practice. ”

Han Fei: “Doesn't anyone think it's inappropriate for me to spend half a month at sea? ”

Li Gang scratched his head: “Well, two female fishermen said you must be fine, saying that there is no place in the mixing area where you can't go. ”

Han Fei: “…”

Han Fei didn't want to talk, he waved: "All right, get busy with your own business! I have to go to the plantation..."

It was already too late. Han Fei felt he needed to hurry up and ask the old man for help. I'm afraid he was the only one in Tianshui Village who could help him lose weight.

Plantation.

Old man Jiang and Jiang Qin just finished the meal. Jiang Qin brought back a bunch of barbecues from the barbecue stall. Old man Jiang probably fell in love with the hot pot and was playing with it right now.

Old Jiang frowned: “How come I didn't make it so good? ”

Jiang Qin: “This could be his gift. ”

Old Jiang: “I don't know where that little fucking bastard went. Does he think he's invincible? He still runs out to practice... come and eat. ”

Jiang Lao had not had three glasses of wine, and Jiang Qin's hand only had a small piece of roasted sea mussel, and they saw a ball coming in.

“Hey, that fat guy, who are you? ”

“Old man, help! ”

“Pfft...”

“Cough, cough, cough...”

The elder Jiang suddenly sprayed out an old bottle of wine. Jiang Qin choked directly. Both eyes were about to burst out. What is it? What's that Han Fei boy's voice?

Han Fei “Duang, Duang” came running, that tonnage, and shook the ground one step at a time.

Old Jiang took a sip of air conditioning: "Han Boy? ”

Old Jiang: “Can't you even recognize me? Can you help me lose weight? You must have, right? ”

Jiang Qin's face was full of wonder: "Han Fei, how did you become a big fat man? ”

Old Jiang: “Is this Fatty? This is clearly a ball... No, Han Boy, how did you end up like this? ”

Han Fei had already made up his bullshit and only listened to him tragically: “I practiced in the mixed area and found that fishing was no longer enough for me. So I went into the water. The water is really dangerous. It's called a crisis. I was chased by the fish. Then I must run to a place with few people! Then I swim into a submarine cave and suddenly the water in this cave is red. I feel like I'm cooked, and when I wake up, I'm like this... old man, can I help you? ”

Jiang Qin's eyes squinted: "Underwater cave? ”

Old Jiang also glanced: "Red sea water? ”

Han Fei: “Yeah! The red filament went into my body like spiritual energy. ”

Old Jiang: “How do you feel about your body? Is there something wrong with your body? ”

Han Fei secretly said that the old man knew, and he hurried, “Sir, I have a ball in the field, mixed with my spirit. ”

Jiang Qin's face was still blind, but old man Jiang took a deep breath and mumbled: “No way! How did the dragon's blood end up in this place? ”

Han Fei looked panicked: “Sir, what is candle dragon blood? ”

Old Jiang looked slightly more serious: “It's just something in the rumors, and I haven't seen it before. But if according to your description, there should be a drop of candle dragon blood in that place, accidentally absorbed by you... No, if it is candle dragon blood, you should have been held up long ago, how can you be just a fat man? ”

Han Fei: “??? ”

Han Fei said it in his heart. Is it true that it's going to explode? He felt like he was about to explode, but he still lived.

Old Jiang: “Xiaoqin, you punched him in the stomach with the power of a junior big fisherman. ”

Han Fei: "Ah? ”

Bang...

Han Fei rolled seven or eight laps on the ground and then stood 10 meters away and scratched his head: "Master, why did you let Xiaoqin hit me? ”

But Jiang Qin shrugged: “Why did your body become so strong? ”

Han Fei: “Strong? Looks like he's getting stronger! ”

Jiang Qin: “…”

Old man Jiang shimmered: “Looks like you're going to be fat for a while? ”

“What?”

Han Fei: “Grandpa, are you sure there's nothing you can do? How can I go out and meet people like this? ”

Old Jiang sneered: “What's wrong with fat? Don't be unhappy in the blessing. If fat can make a fisherman's body so strong, I swear the whole of Tianshui Village is fat. ”

Han Fei: "... but how long can I lose weight? ”

Old Jiang: “You have a huge backlog of energy in you. When did this energy run out, when did you lose weight? ”

Han Fei's eyes lit up: “How can it be consumed? ”

Old man: "Hmm! Every time you cross a boundary, the more energy your body bears, the more energy it consumes. So when you break through, you lose a little weight. As for exactly where you're going to lose weight, I assume you'll probably lose half the weight by the time you reach the peak of a big fisherman? ”

“What?”

Han is speechless, and when I get to the peak of the big fisherman, I lose half my weight? But I'm half thin. I'm still fat!

"If you continue to train warriors, you may be a little thinner," said old man Jiang. ”

Han Fei immediately turned to Jiang Qin: “Xiaoqin, can I continue my studies? ”

Jiang Qin: “Of course, but from now on, you have to stay on the plantation for at least 20 days a month. If you make up your mind, it's best to finish the first fishing trip tomorrow and come back soon so you can spend the next month on the plantation. ”

Han Fei scratched his stomach: "Well, let's eat first! ”

The old man was furious: “You're so fat, what else do you eat? ”

"I haven't eaten in half a month, and a hot pot shouldn't make me fat for another two pounds," Han said. ”

Yes, Han Fei is now a little inclined to give up on himself, seems unlikely to lose weight in a short time, he decided to turn his grief into an appetite.

……

The third day, the village chief's house.

“Pfft... are you Han Fei? ”

Han Fei reclaimed the story in a heartless manner, and the village chief exclaimed, “Oh, my God! This is a gift from the sea god to you, Han Fei, you are so lucky, we in Tianshui Village have not been as lucky as you for centuries except Tang Gong. ”

Han Fei: “Huh! Grandpa Mayor, can you stop doing so much? I want to ask Uncle Cao Fei where they are, and I want to ask them out to the first level fishery. ”

Mayor: “Wu! They left the day before yesterday. Chen Jia 'er and Chen Ling didn't go, you can go to them. ”

Han Fei: “Can I not ask girls out? ”

Mayor: “Don't worry, even if you're not so fat, you're only 12 years old and they won't be interested in you. ”

Han Fei: “…”