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Chapter 1292 What is the most important thing about fishing?

Mo Zigui covered his face and was very shocked.

One is that some people dare to suck their big mouths; the other is that some people can suck their big mouths.

Mo Zigui held the sword to protect himself: "Who is your priest??"

The fishing man was about to speak.

Lu Chengwen said angrily: "A person is fishing and the fish is about to be hooked, but a bastard is hit by a ball, scaring the fish away, causing trouble, disturbing the purity, hurting the scalp, and being ignored, humiliated, and ridiculed by you!"

Mo Zigui pointed at Lu Chengwen: "I'm fine! Shut up!"

"good!"

Lu Chengwen said: "Brother, younger brother, younger monkey, let's go."

Diao Weng said angrily: "If the matter is not explained clearly, no one is allowed to leave!"

Liu Bo pointed at Lu Chengwen: "Senior, I can see clearly that it was Lu Chengwen who threw it! It was definitely him!"

Caitou also said, "Senior! I remember it! It was Lu Chengwen, the stone he threw!"

The fisherman looked at Lu Chengwen with a expressionless face.

Lu Chengwen looked at Diao Weng and didn't speak.

Time stopped for several seconds, and Liu Bo came over and said, "Senior, it's him, you'll hit him!"

The fishing man turned around and slapped Liu Bo and flew out far away.

Lu Chengwen pulled Diao Weng aside: "Your Madam Yao, you beat me up too?"

"I don't know that he is the disciple of Lao Yaojiuzi."

"You don't know him!?"

"I know him and can beat him up? Are you?"

Lu Chengwen thought for a while: "Oh... I understand."

I felt something was wrong again: "Why doesn't he know you anymore? You ran away with him for a long time."

Diao Weng was extremely depressed: "Do you think the Black Death Art is used casually? At this level, it is normal for him to use the Black Death Art to have memory loss. You don't know what you scared him last time?"

Lu Chengwen: "What should I do next?"

"What to do? Cold salad!"

A group of people saw Lu Chengwen and the fishing man beside each other, and the crickets were gurgling for a long time.

Mo Zigui had a hidden weapon in his hand, and took advantage of the unpreparedness and shot directly at the fishing line.

The fisherman didn't even take action. When the internal force shook, the hidden weapon deviated from the orbit and shot it away.

The Diaoweng turned around and said, "Boy, want to save someone?! You haven't explained the matter about stone yet!"

Mo Zigui was so angry that he was angry: "You can use your internal force to shake off my hidden weapon, but you can't escape such a big stone!"

Diaoweng said: "I'm angry when talking about this! Do you know what is the most important thing when fishing?"

Mo Zigui slapped his mouth, and he really wanted to slap this old Deng to death with one slap.

Liu Bo quickly said, "I know, I know!"

"you say!"

“钓鱼,最重要的是得给老朋友面子,比如我有个朋友,他的徒孙儿落我手里了,我就不能揍他,还要呵护他,爱护他,保护他,照顾他……”

The fisherman gave him a mouth: "Get out of here! If the old medicine jar touches my apprentice, I guess I'll have to give him more feet!"

Zhao Ritian suddenly realized and raised his hand: "I know I know! I me!"

Long Aotian shook his head and sneered, saying to himself: "Second guy, wait for the beating."

The fishing man pointed at Long Aotian: "You said!"

"Um!?"

"Senior, I didn't say anything."

"I'll let you say now. What is the most important thing in fishing?"

“Is it…focused?”

The fishing man slapped: "Isn't this nonsense? Why don't you focus on it?"

Long Aotian covered his face and retreated.

Zhao Ritian still raised his hand and was very excited: "I know senior, I know! I, I, me!"

The fisherman pointed to the vegetable head: "You said! What is important in fishing?"

Caitou was strangled by the fishing line and hung in the air, his arms were covered in blood, and he said with difficulty:

"Is it...luck?"

The fisherman slapped it with a palm, and the vegetable head floated in the air.

"What a fuck! You don't need luck to do anything!?"

Zhao Ritian started to jump on the spot: "Senior! Me! Me Me! I! I know! Choose me and choose me!"

"You tell me, what is the most important thing?"

Zhao Ritian put down his hand, sorted out his expression, and smiled, as if he was soaked in spring breeze: "The most important thing is the process of eating fish. Steaming is the best. With an oil dish, then dip it, oh..."

Zhao Ritian closed his eyes intoxicatedly, as if he had eaten into his mouth.

Everyone behind was shaking their heads.

The fisherman looked at him: "Baby, open your eyes."

As soon as Zhao Ritian opened his eyes, he saw a big slap screaming, directly blocking his gaze.

After beating around, the fishing man was so angry that he was half angry: "A bunch of waste, I don't even know what is most important in fishing."

Mo Zigui is not convinced!

He pointed at Lu Chengwen with a dark face: "Why don't you ask him?"

"he?"

"Yes. He is the smartest one here, and I must know."

Lu Chengwen said angrily: "Mo Zigui! You don't want to swear. The smartest person here is obviously my senior brother Long Aotian!"

Long Aotian waved his hand quickly: "No, Cheng Wen, Cheng Wen, what's my fault... I'm not smart today."

Zhao Ritian also said, "You are crazy!? He is the smartest!? He is so smart! I'm not better than him?"

Long Aotian clapped his hands: "It's so right, so please answer again, what is the most important thing in fishing."

Zhao Ritian was stunned: "Uh... my brain seemed to be broken just now..."

The fishing man pointed at Lu Chengwen: "You said, what is the most important thing in fishing?"

Lu Chengwen looked around and suddenly stomped his feet:

"Senior, I don't know what is the most important thing about fishing! However, I feel heartbroken when I see you fishing well and being damaged by a stone!"

Lu Chengwen choked up his voice: "I feel sad for the senior!"

The Diaowen nodded: "What a sensible child!"

Mo Zigui's face turned green: "Senior, you...he didn't answer, he was sensational! He was fooling you!"

The fisherman looked at him: "I'm happy!"

Mo Zigui had a sinister face: "Senior, I am a child of the Mo family, named Mo Zigui. I have the means of enlightenment, and I must be a famous hermit master in the world. Maybe I have some connection with my elders. Today I would like to give you face to me and let me save my two brothers and go back to strictly discipline me. If you are interested, you can also visit the Mo family. I promise that the Mo family will receive guests and will never be careless."

Diao Weng was stunned: "The Rules of Mozi in the Mo family?"

"It's right down!"

Lu Chengwen pouted: "Wow, Mo family!"

Long Aotian said: "So majestic! No one can afford to offend him!"

Zhao Ritian leaned over and said, "Can you afford to provoke that senior?"

Lu Chengwen said: "You are not the smartest! Why do you say this? Isn't it good to give a step to seniors?"

Long Aotian said: "They moved out of the Mo family and seemed so polite. They just wanted to use their reputation to defeat the old seniors. Can't you hear that?"

Zhao Ritian looked at Mo Zigui: "You don't care! If you can't beat me, just say that your family is powerful, right?"

Mo Zigui narrowed his eyes, looked at Lu Chengwen and the other two, and clenched his fists again.
Chapter completed!
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