Strongest Worker

Chapter 554

"Come on, pull up!" shouted an elderly fisherman. The two men behind him, topless, pulled the fishing net full of fish and shrimp out of the water.

Fresh fish and shrimp tossed in the cabin. The fisherman took the wood pulp in his hand and turned it in it. A golden thing suddenly appeared.

"Got it! It's gold!" several people shouted and rushed up, unaware that several fish and shrimp had been trampled to pieces in their ecstasy.

A gold brick is worth one kilogram, which is equivalent to nearly 250000 according to the market price. For these ordinary people who have been fishing for a long time, it is tantamount to a windfall, which is almost equal to their lifetime savings.

"Treasure land, what a treasure land!" the old fisherman held this heavy gold brick in both hands and couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"Eh? What?" the younger generation nearby suddenly shouted. Several people looked back and their faces changed.

Among the piles of fish and shrimp just salvaged in the cabin, I don't know what is passing through them rapidly, just like a trapped hare colliding in the cage, and even several fish were directly smashed by this strange thing.

"Water snake." the old fisherman glanced at it and said carelessly. Then his eyes returned and continued to rest on the gold brick in his hand.

A young man approached and turned it over with his oar: "the water snake is not so fast. Stop it! It's going to run!"

The voice fell, and a fuzzy black shadow jumped up suddenly. The little thing was not big, at best, it was the size of a palm, but the speed was amazing. His body scratched a black shadow in mid air and jumped out of the boat.

The young man habitually stretched out his hand to stop it and was about to block it back. He just felt that his palm touched a greasy thing, and the surface seemed to be bumpy, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Then there was another sharp stabbing pain, like a needle in the palm of the hand.

With a scream, the palm quickly retracted, and the clever little guy burst into the water, splashing a circle of fine ripples.

The young man scolded his mother and sat down in the cabin, showing his teeth in pain. Several people around me gathered together to see that they could not help changing slightly. At the moment, there was a ferocious blood hole on the palm of the young man, dripping with blood. The unknown little thing just now, unexpectedly, Sheng Sheng tore a piece of meat from the palm of his hand!

"There are all kinds of ghosts in the sea. It seems that there should be no poison. For the time being, find a cloth bag and go back to anti-inflammatory and apply medicine." wrap the gold brick carefully with clothes. The old fisherman stuffed him into his leather pocket, and then whispered his instructions in the face of the envious eyes around him.

"Uncle, these people are watching." the younger generation warned carefully.

"I see. Row the boat out to the shore where there is no one ahead. I'll take erwazi back first. There are many people here, and it's not safe to leave things here." the old fisherman thought for a moment and said, "if you stay here, maybe you can get another piece. Then you'll have all the bride price money for your daughter-in-law."

After listening to the old fisherman, several younger generation's eyes began to shine. They became more energetic and began to paddle outward.

This is a very primitive kind of small wooden boat, which is similar to the two small boats Li Qing used in Gangbei bay before. There is no engine on the boat, so he can only row by manpower. They need to turn to the outside of Gangbei bay to avoid the nearby guys who are also going to pick up bargains and the Li family bodyguards who are eyeing on the shore.

It's not troublesome. Not far from this place, there happens to be a shoal where the boat can stop, so that the old fisherman can leave safely with the gold bar and the young man with the injured palm to avoid the crowd.

As the boat rowed farther and farther away, the bustling voice became more and more blurred, and there was only the whine of the sea wind in my ears.

The old fisherman sat in the bow of the boat, rolled a dry cigarette, took a hard puff, patted his leather pocket, happily opened his mouth and revealed several yellowish brown teeth.

"What's the noise? Stop!" the old fisherman suddenly shouted with a sudden frown.

Several of the younger generation were stunned. The movements on their hands could not help but freeze. They asked impatiently, "what's the matter? Don't talk about it. They are still in a hurry to send the second child back for treatment."

The old fisherman's wrinkled face twitched slightly: "listen carefully to the news."

The younger generation looked at each other, and then listened attentively. After a moment, someone smiled and said, "there is no sound. Today there is a sea breeze. You are old and your ears are not good."

"Hum, I've been fishing all my life. I can even hear the fish's tail beating the waves. How can I be wrong." the old fisherman snorted.

Several of the younger generation smiled and were going to continue boating, but they couldn't help changing color.

"Click! Click..."

The sound suddenly sounded, and then it became louder and louder. In an instant, it had become a piece. This sound is like a large group of mice gathering together to gnaw on wood and grind their teeth, which makes people feel cold on their back.