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Chapter 191 What Birdsong, I Can't Understand

The distance between the two ships became closer and closer.

The waves were suddenly lifted up by the boat and slapped on the board, and the boat entered some sea water.

Three steps...

Two steps...

Liu Zhisheng's heart was raised high, his attention was highly concentrated, and his forehead was covered with sweat and he had no time to wipe it.

Liu Zhiwen tried not to stop their boat, but when the other party stepped on the accelerator, he also hit their boat.

The two fishing boats collided, making a violent collision sound, and the two hulls suddenly shook violently for a while.

The cameraman shook his body, and his good professional qualities made him hold the camera in his hand tightly and record the confrontation and current pursuit.

If they had an accident, with this video, they would have made some contributions to the country!

Yan Xingyu held the railing, his face looked ugly, and the violent shaking aggravated his discomfort.

"What should I do?" Yan Xingyu was a little worried, "I kept pressing."

Yan Luo and Yan Wang curled their smiles and looked serious, as if they were considering what to do next.

Liu Zhisheng suddenly burst into laughter, "My little broken fishing boat can also be called '5179'. If you don't do anything, wouldn't it insult the reputation of the previous '5179'?"

No. 5179, he will not give up any inch of land and use himself to repel the Japanese ship.

They can't give in.

Yan Xingyu breathed out, with a relaxed smile on his face, "I was afraid that this decision would be too selfish, but I didn't expect Uncle Liu to say it first."

Yan Wang and Yan Luo's expressions also relaxed.

It turns out that they are not the only ones who have this idea.

Yan Luo snorted with pride on his face, "I thought of this too, but I didn't dare to say it."

Yan Luo turned his eyes on the photographer and solicited his opinions, "We cannot guarantee the correctness and safety of this decision. As long as you disagree, we will return immediately and report to the relevant departments."

The photographer seemed to have never expected Yan Luo to ask him suddenly, and was stunned for a few seconds, and nodded firmly, "Chinese people have never been ischemic."

Uncle Liu swallowed and raised his smile, "It seems that today is my third time, and it may be the last time I have hit the boat."

Yan Luo asked curiously without fear and retreating on his face, "Where are the first two times?"

"Once, when I was a child, my grandfather took me out to sea and asked me to learn to drive a fishing boat by myself. I was slow to learn things," Liu Zhisheng's eyes were full of nostalgia, "One time, when foreign warships invaded the sea area, I used this one

Small fishing boats hit their big boats one after another.”

"I must be barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. I am just this little broken boat and my life. The other party has billions. I was hit by my grandfather and smoke. They felt so distressed.

I could only get out in shame.”

While recalling his feat back then, he aimed at their stern and hit them.

Yan Luo was happy and barely maintained his physical balance. "I really found it right to find you, you are still experienced."

The people on both fishing boats were hit to varying degrees, and Xiao Ming cursed softly.

Yan Luo immediately pointed at him and said, "Don't bully me and don't understand Japanese! You said 'Baga' and I understand!"

He looked disgusted again, "So you Xiao Baga from Baga Country is of this kind of quality? Dad, I'm so scared."

She hid behind Yan Xingyu with a pretentious attitude, "What if I get close to them and lower my quality?"

Yan Xingyu protected her, and her nervous look seemed to be like they would really lower Yan Luo's quality, and she looked disgusted: "Don't play with such people."

Xiao Ming: "..."

Xiao Ming vomited a lot of Japanese in his mouth, which Yan Luo couldn't understand, but his expression was not a good thing.

Yan Luo shook his head, "I don't understand what birds are talking about."

Xiao Ming: "..."

He used to think that it would be great to scold him with words that others didn't understand, but now why are you so frustrated?

He outputted a lot, and he was blocked after saying "I can't understand what birds are singing" with an innocent look on his face.

But he could understand what they scolded him.
Chapter completed!
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