God of Fishing

As far as Korea and Africa are concerned, the range of infinite water manipulation is, after all, limited, and once it exceeds 500 meters, the infinite hydration knife will be difficult to work with.

Hence, Han Fei stacked his fists and killed them directly towards the red demon.

Unexpectedly, the red demon saw the Korean and African killings, but did not fight the Korean and African melee at all, but constantly congealed the sea water spear and fired at the Korean and African shots.

After all, he is a strong man among the small fishmongers, his strength is good, and Han Fei does not have the strength to fully open up, they both run in the sea one after the other.

The Red Demon is not prepared to fight with Han Fei, and Han Fei's aim is not to fight, but to drag the Red Demon away from the others in the 8th Battalion.

As for the remaining small fishermen, Han is not confident that they have the ability to slaughter the 8th Battalion.

After all, the Eighth Battalion of nearly 300 people, all of them fishermen, now have the ultimate psychic apparatus, will not be afraid of a hundred small fishermen.

At the same time as Han Fei pursued, Cao had manipulated the boat to fly.

The cargo flies higher and has no intention of participating in the battle.

Han Fei immediately sipped to him: “Go control the situation, direct the battle, and pay attention to whether there is a second red demon. When the rescue comes, I'll hold the red demon back. ”

After listening, Cao quickly responded: "Okay, okay. You're busy, you don't have to worry about me. ”

A moment later, Han Fei and the Red Demon had been hunted a hundred miles away, and they were still more than 800 metres apart. The Red Demon rank is too high, Han Fei is not prepared to let Little Black do it, he is just stuck here with it.

Han Fei Pronunciation: “Can you speak? You're here to try, aren't you? So, what did you find out? ”

Red demon grunts something at Han Fei. Han Fei's head is huge: “Don't talk to me about it, I don't understand it. By the way, why do you know me? ”

“Grumpy...”

Han Fei sneered: “If you beep with me again, I'll go back. Come on, what's the point of luring me here? ”

Han is not around to perceive, make sure that there is no ambush around, and naturally he is not afraid of a red demon.

If this guy breaks through level 50, Han Fei won't come out with him. But a little fisherman, the peak of a fisherman, can't kill himself with one blow?

As long as you can't get rid of yourself with a single blow, it's easier to escape now than ever before.

“Grumpy! ”

Han Fei was angry: “I told you, I don't understand. Stop beeping with me. ”

Suddenly, Han is unconscious, 5,000 meters away, and a half mermaid is swimming fast.

Han Fei immediately changed his color slightly, quickly backed off, the little fishmonger just came, the real mermaid came, then he had to handle it carefully.

Between Han and Africa, a voice appeared in his mind: "Humans… talk…”

Han Fei's face changed: “Shemale special way, we are opponents, there is nothing to talk about. ”

Han Fei rushed back immediately, jumping out of the water and directly onto the fishing boat.

Back on the battlefield, Han Fei roared: "Everyone retreats within 50 miles of the shore and obeys orders. ”

From Han Fei entering the battlefield to chasing the little fishmonger, it's only a hundred breaths of time, but support has arrived.

Headed by a peak fisherman, this man looked at Han Fei: “92nd Guard Regiment Wu Yong, why are you retreating? ”

Han Fei: “I'm afraid there's an ambush, more than one red demon. ”

Wu Yong's face changed and immediately drank: “Everybody back off. ”

After shouting, Wu Yong came to Han Fei: “How many? Where is it?"

Han Fei looked back: “No accident, there should be a diver level sea monster. I'm retreating fast, thinking it should be a trap. ”

Wu Yong's face changed dramatically: “Diver level, level 50 + sea demon? That's gotta be somebody. ”

Han Fei shook his head: “Don't scream first, see if they chase or not. ”

In the distance, the red demon stood on the surface of the sea, looking cold at this side, did not mean to come.

Han Fei and Wu Yong gazed at each other, and they both saw a figure underwater, swimming swiftly to the deep sea. It wasn't until the shadow left that the red demon went into the water and followed.

Wu Yong took a deep breath: “Which one did you meet? ”

Han Fei shook his head: “We didn't meet, we perceived it. I run faster, so I run faster. ”

Han Fei did not say that it was a half-member fish, let alone what the half-member wanted to talk to himself.

I don't know why. He thinks it's weird everywhere. Why would a mermaid find herself? Talk to yourself?

Talk about ghosts? 5,000 meters away, you can sense yourself and pronounce it, indicating that the half mermaid is definitely much stronger than the red demon.

Though I said that I had reached the peak of the fisherman, I was not sure about that in the face of the creature at the level of the fisherman, let alone fighting each other.

So, whether that mermaid had something to talk to herself about, or whether it was just a trap, she wouldn't stay there.

However, now that mermaids and red demons are gone, this little fishmonger attack has been identified as a test. Those ordinary little fishermen and blue armored shrimp are just cannon dust to test.

So, Han Fei ordered the whole army to strike.

As Han Fei ordered, like dumplings from the sky, the 8th Battalion jumped into the sea.

“Little fish boy, come on. ”

“Try the big axe your grandfather just got. ”

“I am a great baton, invincible. ”

Next door, all the members of the 92nd Guard Corps were blinking, half-air, on the sea, flashing miracles everywhere.

But in the hands of all those in the eighth battalion, the spiritual energy was shining, only the marine spirit, and the shadows were scattered.

Wu Yongyang of the 92nd Guard looked stunned at Han Fei: "You 8th Battalion, have you found the treasure? ”

Han Feiyu said: “No, Han just got promoted to a Level 3 refiner. How about a 20% discount on the refiner, Brother Wu? Keep it cheap. ”

Wu Yongxiang flashed: “Hiss, Samsung refiner? ”

Han Fei squeezed his eyebrows: “How? Is it touching, Brother Wu? I'm doing it for the sake of our friendship. ”

Wu Yong took a breath: “The guard regiment is based on experience. Besides, you can't afford to discount them by 50%! ”

Han Fei: “I can credit! ”

Wu Yong lagged behind and thought about it: “I'll think about it then. ”

Just as Han Fei was ready to continue persuading him, there was a loud fight next time.

Under the full fire of the 92nd Guard Corps and the 8th Battalion, a clean one was extinguished without a fragrance.

As for casualties?

A bunch of cannon ash would not have caused so many casualties in the Eighth Battalion.

At the end of the battle, however, the Eighth Battalion broke up.

Someone yelled, "Mine, this little fisherman mine. ”

Someone argued, "What's yours? I just cut him to death. It's mine. ”

Someone held three or four fishforks in his hand: "I robbed them all, don't rob them. ”

Someone took dozens of blue armored shrimps with a sea shell and fought with the people next to him because he said he killed half of them.

Wu Yong looked at this scene, his eyes trembled straight: Du Fucking yours, what about ours?

Han Fei quickly coughed several times: "Discipline, where is discipline? Let the friendlies see the jokes? ”

End of story, Han Fei looks at Wu Yong: “This, how about seventy-three points? ”

Wu Yong had just come to take a walk. He didn't fight much. After thinking about it, he nodded his head: “No problem. But you have to pay attention. This attack seems problematic. Red demons appear, it must be something on the skeleton coast, they're watching, be careful. ”

South Africa: “Nature. Brother Wu, think about it? ”

Wu Yong left without daring to pick up Han Fei, everyone belongs to different, different nature.

If you don't, it's a fake move, but if you do, you'll have to buy a spiritual psychic device based on the actual situation. You expect a bunch of warriors without a star and a star title?

He had long known that Zonghan, stationed in the Eighth Battalion, had been transferred and that he had been taken over by a senior fisherman and a junior fisherman.

At first glance today, Han has broken through. Moreover, faced with two red demons, he was able to escape safely, obviously with good strength, and should be a few able people.

And look at the luxury of the 8th Battalion.

So, naturally, you're welcome to talk.

Cao fell from the sky at this moment and landed next to Han Fei: “Is this it? I wanted to try my new poison. ”

Han Fei-bai glanced at him and said, "Have you studied the antidote? ”

Cao deflected his head: “The effect is almost there, probably 80%. ”

Han Fei is speechless: “Later, give me some poison god, the antidote you continue to study. ”

After that, Han Fei shouted to everyone: "Today, just as everyone came out, so did the danger. We just sweep the perimeter of the skeleton coast, killing as many as we can. ”

“Okay!”

“So good. ”

“Just test the weapon. ”

……

More than 300 fishermen are stuck in the sea. The battle was well fought, with hundreds of small fishermen, nearly 5,000 perfectly flavored blue armored shrimp, which is a blessing.

This wave alone has nearly 300,000 points, averaging about 1,000 points per person. Plus the 8th Battalion hunting team, today, at least get 1,500 points.

Of course, regardless of how they divide, how they hunt, these points are all Han Fei's, and they are still poor.

After Han Fei sent Cao away, he hung himself in the sky, if he thought about it.

Wu Yong's words reminded him. Never heard of a Red Devil coming to the skeleton coast before. Didn't they say that little fishermen of that level were thousands of miles off the coast, even further away?

Han Fei suddenly moved his mind. Did he get seen by the fisherman when he broke through the previous two days?

But I just broke through. What if I was seen? Can it also attract creatures of this level?

The more Han Fei thinks about it, the worse it is. If the Red Monster really notices this place, there's no reason to try it, and it's over, then there's definitely a second wave.

As soon as he thought of it, Han Fei was ready to preach the crowd. As a result, we perceived that we were 5,000 meters away, leaving less than 30 people.

Han Fei bites his teeth, it's all poor and crazy.

Han Fei immediately pronounced himself, manipulated the fishing boat and swayed around. He was pronounced: “The camp gathered, the camp gathered...”