The fishing net snagged a sailfish, and as it was hoisted up, the sailfish's tail thrashed like an electric motor in mid-air, causing Hu Xiangdong to shake uncontrollably.
"Wow, this fish really is powerful!"
He had caught fish of a similar size before; those who enjoyed deep-sea fishing and had the money usually had experience battling big fish in the Far Sea.
But using an electronic fishing reel and handling it personally were two different things; he almost lost grip on the twenty-something-pound sailfish.
Chu Mingcheng saw this and lent a hand, steadily hoisting the fish up.
"Bro, you're really strong!" Hu Xiangdong immediately felt his physical fitness as he effortlessly lifted the fish with one hand.
He couldn't resist squeezing the muscles on his arm, his face full of admiration.
"As a Fishing Man, how could I not have some strength!" Chu Mingcheng dryly brushed off Hu's wandering hands.
