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At the riverbank, there was only one person at the Fishing Spot, but there were quite a few rods—over ten casting rods lined up.
The space was already small, and if they were using hand rods, four or five people could squeeze in just barely. However, with more than ten sea rods cast out, the entire Fishing Spot left no room for anyone else.
This wasn't the city; there wasn't even a passerby around. Just him fishing alone—didn't he feel scared?
Those who dared to fish alone at night were staunch materialists; it wasn't easy to scare them off.
"Let’s move to another Fishing Spot!" Shi Tian said as he glanced over from a distance.
Finding a spot to catch Junyu wasn’t easy. The rapid currents and gravel made this the most suitable location.
Following Shi Tian's lead, Lobster spoke up, "You guys drive the car a bit further ahead and wait for my call. I'll get rid of him, then you can come back."
Opening the trunk, he changed into a plain white outfit. He stuffed a few small glass bottles into his pocket and slipped away down a narrow path overgrown with grass.
Once Lobster left, Shi Tian quickly got in the car. Having hung around with Wang Ergou for too long, he must have picked up quite a few good things from him. Those small bottles looked tightly sealed; they clearly weren’t ordinary items.
As Lobster made his way down the grassy path, he circled around to the other side of the Fisherman, leaving an escape route open for him.
Emerging from the bushes, he picked up a stone and stood among the pile of rocks, positioning himself to catch Throwing Rod Brother's attention by making some noise as he tossed the stone to the ground.
In the dead of night, far from the city, even a slight sound could carry far.
When the noise echoed, Throwing Rod Brother turned to see a white figure standing there—what was that?
Turning on his headlamp, he shone it toward the figure. A person? What were they doing coming down to the river at this hour? Were they setting nets or electrofishing?
Turning off the light again, he thought to himself that whatever they wanted to do was their business—as long as they didn’t disturb his fishing! If they dared to come over here and set nets or electrofish, he'd throw them right into the river!
After finishing a cigarette and glancing back, he noticed that white figure was still there—what on earth was going on?
He turned on his light again; they were about twenty meters apart and it was clear it was a person—but he couldn’t make out any details. The figure stood completely still; something felt off!
He took a couple of steps closer, but that white figure remained motionless, leaving Throwing Rod Brother puzzled.
Turning off his light again, he resumed fishing.
After finishing another cigarette, Throwing Rod Brother began to feel uneasy. Was that thing alive or dead? When illuminated by his light, it stood still; when he turned off the light, it still didn’t move—it had been over ten minutes now!
Watching Lobster’s antics from behind some bushes, Shi Tian felt a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead.
People could scare people to death! Standing there in all white at this hour created quite an oppressive atmosphere; Throwing Rod Brother was turning his light on and off more frequently—clearly frightened.
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