Chapter 175: Meter-Long Sailfish

As soon as Cui Shuran took over, Xiao Hu felt much lighter.

"Brother, Young Master Cui is stronger than you."

"Alright, alright, from now on you get along with Young Master Cui."

"This guy, saying that in front of so many people, isn't afraid of losing face."

"But with Xiao Hu's teasing, the atmosphere improved a lot."

"Hahaha, A Cheng, don't stab your own buddy in the back, what's the feeling?" Zhao Zhiming teased Ye Cheng while patting him, also helping him relax his muscles.

"Traitor, he's just a traitor." Ye Cheng said through gritted teeth.

"Fine, I'll help the traitor hold on for a bit; your traitor is about to reach his limit." Zhao Zhiming pointed at Xiao Hu.

Xiao Hu was also feeling strained from the effort, his lips pressed tight, teeth clenched, the fine sweat on his forehead turned into large beads rolling down.

The only one here who can still help is Zhao Zhiming; although he's weaker than Ye Cheng, he's at least a middle-aged strong man.

As soon as Zhao Zhiming took hold, he was pulled forward and fell, but Xiao Hu grabbed his waist to steady him.

"Holy crap! What the hell, are you pulling a submarine?" Zhao Zhiming complained.

Cui Shuran's face also started to look bad, panting heavily, "This fish is a bit big, maybe about the same size as the one Ye Cheng caught last time."

Upon hearing that, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

"No way, I pulled that one up by myself last time; this one feels much stronger, how could it be about the same size?" Ye Cheng asked.

Saying that, Cui Shuran glanced at Ye Cheng, gritting her teeth and speaking word by word,

"Because it was injured, I discovered it after buying it back.

Otherwise, for you alone, shore fishing without the boat's help would basically be impossible."

"Er..."

This left Ye Cheng somewhat unable to rebut; when he hauled it up earlier, he hadn't checked whether the fish was injured, and he really had no strength left.

Moreover, that horse pomfret was also bought by Cui Shuran, so she could have noticed the issue.

Then, based on that, this fish is probably around 200 catties; Cui Shuran, having caught many fish, might indeed know.

The combination of Cui Shuran and Zhao Zhiming, with their obvious shortcomings, soon gave out, and Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu took over again.

Xiao Rou stood aside, eager to try, but Ye Cheng quickly stopped her, "Just forget it; the force is too great, you can't handle it."

Xiao Rou had merely been thinking about it, but Ye Cheng's comment made her a bit unhappy, "Tch, I'm a taekwondo black belt, okay? Am I weak? Xiao Hu Ge, move aside, let me try."

Xiao Hu glanced at Ye Cheng, "Brother, the fish's strength has waned a bit; why not let her try?"

"Sure, let's try." Ye Cheng said, then turned and shouted at Lao Wang, "Well, this is your daughter wanting to try herself; if the fish gets away, you pay."

"Get lost! Ma de, you're blaming me again, right? If the fish gets away, it's because of your lousy fishing rod." Lao Wang laughed and cursed back.

As soon as Xiao Rou took hold, she instantly lost her smile; then Ye Cheng felt an unstoppable pull, and at that moment the fish went berserk, giving a hard yank that pulled the two of them to the right.

Ye Cheng was pulled straight down; Xiao Rou still wanted to hold the rod, but she stepped on Ye Cheng's foot and then fell entirely into his embrace.

Ye Cheng could have held on, but being pressed by Xiao Rou made his hand slip, and the fishing rod flew from his grasp.

"Fishing rod!" Ye Cheng shouted.

Fortunately, Xiao Hu stood aside, quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbing the rod's tail and then leaning back, holding the rod like in a tug-of-war.

This happened too suddenly; the middle-aged group hadn't reacted yet, but Cui Shuran already jumped over to help Xiao Hu hold the rod, and together they gradually won it back.

When Xiao Rou fell, she thought it would hurt, but instead she landed on Ye Cheng's fleshy cushion; aside from that, nothing else, just a man's scent rushing into her nostrils, reaching her palate, leaving her momentarily dazed.

Ye Cheng grimaced in pain, not caring about those things, "My grandaunt, can I get up now?"

Xiao Rou's pretty face flushed, she hurriedly stood up, and then Ye Cheng rubbed his butt and stood up.

"You look so slim, why are you so heavy?" Ye Cheng muttered.

"Who says I'm heavy? I've been controlling my diet." Xiao Rou's face full of dissatisfaction and annoyance.

"You really are heavy; it's killing me, my belly's about to be flattened by you." Seeing the girl like that, Ye Cheng wanted to tease her a bit more.

"I'm not heavy!"

"You are heavy!"

A group of people stared at each other.

"Brother, stop flirting, come over quickly." Xiao Hu couldn't stand it anymore.

Hearing the words "flirting", Cui Shuran couldn't take it much longer, her face darkened.

Ye Cheng glared at Xiao Hu, knowing full well he was chasing Xiao Rou, yet he said that—wasn't that slapping someone's face?

He hastily took the fishing rod from Cui Shuran's hand; maintaining control himself was best, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that this dark-faced handsome guy wouldn't let his fish escape.

After such a long stalemate, everyone was tired, and the big fish was also somewhat unable to endure.

Ye Cheng began holding the rod alone, slowly reeling in; beneath the sea surface a black shadow gradually appeared, a huge elongated form, looking about three meters long, most notably a thin, elongated spine on the front of its head.

"Sailfish, this is a sailfish." Cui Shuran declared outright.

Sailfish, also called marlin, its biggest feature is the long, pointed snout, resembling a sharp sword.

Such fish are generally large, usually 3-5 meters in length, weighing over a hundred catties is a matter of minutes.

Ye Cheng also hadn't expected it to be a sailfish; now the task is how to get it aboard.

Judging by the current trend, it's not bad; at least it hasn't come unhooked.

Ye Cheng carefully pulled, walking the fish along the gunwale; the fish's strength is tremendous, so he must be extra cautious.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing, cleared the area here, and gave Ye Cheng space to land the fish.

Only Xiao Hu closely followed Ye Cheng, fearing something might go wrong.

While stabbing the fish, Ye Cheng reeled in; the sailfish's body rose higher and higher, drawing nearer to the water surface.

Everyone could clearly see this large, magnificent fish.

Just as everyone waited to see Ye Cheng land the fish, suddenly his fishing rod jerked violently, the line went out of control and flailed wildly; Ye Cheng's face changed dramatically, he strained to hold the rod, but felt he couldn't exert any force.

Xiao Hu leaned over the Boat's edge and looked, loudly shouting, "Brother, something's wrong, the hook is coming off."

Everyone also stood up and looked down, only to see the Sailfish's mouth area bloody and blurred; the fishhook that should have been biting in its mouth was now faintly visible, and the Sailfish seemed to feel it too, struggling fiercely, causing the fishing line to jerk wildly.