In this way, the overseas monk started fishing in the iron cage with chopsticks again.

Chopsticks, clean.

The water in the iron bucket is clear and free of impurities.

You can see the bottom at a glance.

But every time the monks trembled their hands overseas, they could see a big lively cod fish churning with water splashes, and was pulled up from the iron bucket in the air.

They have also verified the fish.

Absolutely fresh living thing.

The taste was even better than what they had eaten before.

Seeing that the fourth fish had been dumped.

"What the hell is going on?"

Song Yingyu's pretty face began to look a little ugly, and she couldn't help but whisper in Lu Fan's ear: "Every cod is alive, it is definitely not a trick, nor a fish transformed from magic."

Lu Fan nodded: "It's true."

"What should we do? If we don't stop him quickly, then we can't even pass the first level?"

When she thought that she might be caught by these people on the island, Song Yingyu couldn't help but feel cold in her delicate body.

Lu Fan didn't say anything, but kept watching the overseas monk standing there leisurely fishing. In his eyes, every time a fish was about to be caught, thick black air would be emitted behind the overseas monk.

This black gas cannot be discovered by outsiders.

Similar to the Feng Shui energy that Lu Fan saw in Baiyun Temple before, and the black energy would spread from behind him to the iron barrel in front of him, and would not leave until the fish was caught.

Moreover, Lu Fan also noticed that every time he caught a fish, he would pretend to be mysterious and give a speech and sigh there proudly. This seemed to be the declaration of the winner, but it made Lu Fan think about it.

"You ask a few people to go to the kitchen, find all the cod in this manor, and then kill all the fish for me, leaving only one, engrave a line of words on it, and then put it back to the most conspicuous fresh food area. Go quickly, the speed must be fast. If you are late, be careful to be sold to the island."

Song Yingyu was originally very serious, but when she heard Lu Fan say the last sentence, she couldn't help but look down, "Isn't it all you hurt?"

But no matter how much she said, she still followed Lu Fan's instructions and quickly disappeared into the vast night after getting up.

"It's the last one, this is your last chance."

After the overseas monk made a big talk, he picked up the chopsticks again, which was what he called the fishing rod, and hung on the iron bucket: "Three minutes, you have three minutes left, you will be finished, hahahahahahaha!"

Seeing that he won so easily in the first game, several other overseas monks even showed disappointment on their faces.

If they fail to play with this warrior who doesn't know how to be tall and strong, they will regret it for a long time.

Lu Fan sat on the sofa with his shoulders held his shoulders, crossed his legs and faced the overseas monks: "You fish, you can fish, you can still catch one tonight, even if I lose."

"What do you mean?" The overseas monk was stunned.

"It's not interesting. Just fish and start your performance." Lu Fanze looked like he was about to watch the show.

The overseas monk ignored him and continued to wait for the fish to take the bait.

But this wait took only twenty minutes!

For twenty minutes, there was no movement in the iron bucket.
Chapter completed!