Although flares are not lethal weapons, they should not be underestimated when hit at close range.

The flames in the catfish's mouth were about to pour out the flesh, and the air was filled with the smell of barbecue.

Perhaps it was too painful, and it burrowed into the mud one moment, and then fluttered out again, and the sound of the clatter was very deafening in the sound of the fake cannon.

The old rascal replied to the soldier on the shore, pointing to the black catfish shadow.

"See, if it weren't for me, you'd just be afraid you'd shoot yourself to death, there's magnesium powder and aluminum powder in the flare, this thing burns up, thousands of degrees!"

Hearing this, I knew that the catfish would not survive, and muttered with a side face.

"Don't be too happy, fish are all in groups, it's better to be careful!"

Carefully picking up the stick, the control panel moved forward a little, and the old rascal touched the mud on my shoulder, and said lightly.

"I've calculated your reservoir, and what I can tolerate is ten catfish of this size, and we still have a few signal flares, so don't worry!"

He probably didn't know the story of "The Wolf" and wanted to pay attention to the flares, so I moved a few steps back, returned to the middle of the door panel, looked at the darkness, and scolded him when it was broken.

"Don't be confused, the signal flare is used by the two of us to save lives, we can't use it anymore, while you have time, sharpen the front of the stick and use it as a spear!"

It was not the first time I had been a thief, and I was naturally more experienced than the old rascal, and he listened to me without ambiguity, picking up the stick and slashing it on the door, and the dull thud of the knock made me panic.

After a few years of raising fish, I know a little about the habits of fish, some ferocious giants rely on vibration to hunt, and the old hooligan chops this action is very dangerous.

When I wanted to stop it, it was too late, and there was a click sound around me again, and there was more than one place, and I raised the flashlight to follow, and a big black catfish was churning in front of the left, which made me cry out in shock.

"Don't knock knock, we've won the lottery again, be careful!"

The old rascal knelt on the door panel, raised his knife and was about to cut it down again, when a sudden rain of mud flew from the right, and a huge tail slapped thirty centimeters in front of him, and he was so frightened that he leaned back, and even the wood knife in his hand fell.

"Tie it with a stick, if the door panel is broken, we will both turn into fish!"

Hurriedly shouting, I thrust my stick into the mud to resist the advancing door.

After a bump, the old rascal reacted, grabbed the sharpened stick, and poked it hard at the huge tail.

I don't know if it was poked, the catfish's tail suddenly slammed up like an electric fan, and the sound of snapping was endless, and the old rascal approached the stick and grinned.

"This blood is really bloody, just like my mother-in-law and aunt!"

I was accustomed to his disrespect for the old and smelly, and I didn't bother to talk to him, so I reached out and was ready to pull out the stick and continue to move forward, but the stick didn't touch it, but it was cold when I started.

When I turned my face, I didn't know when there was a huge fish head in front of me, and my hand happened to touch the bowl-sized eyes, which frightened my legs and pulled back violently.

At this moment, the fish shook its head, opened its mouth, and clicked it, and the fishy mucus poured me on my face.

It was so fast that I couldn't dodge, and the sleeve of my shirt was actually grabbed by it.

"Hold me!"

I tried a few times, but I didn't let it go, so anxious that I hurriedly called the old rascal.

Don't look at the old rascal as a teacher, in fact, he is a bastard, he does not pull me, but instead raises the sharpened stick and stabs it at the head of the fish.

Poof, the stick went into three points, he shouted, wanted to pull it out, but the catfish was in pain, and I twisted, and my feet immediately left the door panel.

"Kill me, fool!"

Angrily scolding, I subconsciously reached out and grabbed the wooden stick that poked into the fish's head, and my body was thrown out in an instant.

With a "click", I fell on the mud like a piece of, and my eyes, nostrils, ears, and eyes were full of mud.

I was not lightly frightened, but before I could settle down, my body sank rapidly, so anxious that I immediately straightened my body, put the stick horizontally, lay on it, and did not dare to move and shouted at the old rascal.

"Fool, find a rope to drag me up!"

At that moment, I could already smell the impermanence of black and white.

The man-eating catfish, the bottomless catfish, I seem to hear the sound of my own bones crushing, as if I see the submerged dark abyss.

At that moment, I thought a lot, a lot, and my mind was full of the figures of the two children, if I died, what would they do, what would Zhang Fang do, and where would the dwarf go?

Unwilling, unwilling to admit defeat, I began to struggle, and began to try to climb to the side of the door, but before I moved, my legs were sunk into the shadow.

Thankfully, the old rascal soon lost the rope and came over, and I reached out and dragged it, crawling forward as hard as I could, and shouting from my mouth.

"Pull it quickly, you dog X, do you want to kill Lao Tzu, let you pull me, why do you stab it?"

"Save your energy and climb the mountain, rambling, believe it or not, I'll let you fend for yourself!"

The old rascal may feel that he has lost face by being scolded by me, and the tone of his speech is very ugly, and I don't bother to bother with him when I see that I am in danger, and I think to myself.

"Damn, wait for Lao Tzu to come up, you will suffer!"

I don't know if I know if I want to take revenge, or if he is old and frail, he pulls very slowly, I am worried that a catfish will come over, I throw a wooden stick, pick up a handful of mud poplars, and open my mouth to scold.

"Old immortal, hurry up, if I die, you won't be able to go back!"

He shook the light over and hurriedly shouted.

"Don't throw away the stick, we have to rely on it to go back!"

"I believe you're a ghost, you're a bad old man, you're very bad!" Angry, I grabbed the rope with both hands and didn't let go, but he suddenly stopped pulling, and said anxiously on the stick.

"If we lose the stick, we all have to die, if we don't pick it up, I'll pull a chicken feather!"

At this time, he actually wasted time with me for a stick, so angry that I gritted my teeth, freed up one hand, picked up the stick next to me, and said angrily.

"It's done, if you dare to lie to me, I want you to cut off your children and grandchildren!"

"How dare you, I still count on your children and grandchildren!" He said as he jerked back.

I pinched a cold sweat, secretly glad to myself, and was about to repair him on the door panel, but unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly overhead pressed down, and the smell of fishy smell came to my nose.

At a glance at the side of the face, the black tail fin was slapped with a snort, and I was so shocked that I hurriedly shrank my neck, but my face was still smoothed, and the severe pain was like a knife scraping, and half of my face was suddenly numb.

"Shanzi, are you okay?"

"It's, hurry up and drag me up!" I was angry, and the muscles in my face moved, and the pain was magnified more than a hundredfold......

(End of chapter)