The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

He was already preparing to move closer to Fang Hao, moving stealthily, just waiting for the person being reeled in to surface, and he would immediately capture him.

His movements went unnoticed by everyone else, who simply thought he was just coming over to help and watch the excitement.

Everyone assumed that what Fang Hao had hooked was just a diver, and they joked around about it.

They were unaware that both the hooked frogman and the desert itself harbored their own thoughts.

The frogman was also thinking about how to escape.

His whereabouts absolutely could not be revealed.

Fang Hao slowly pulled the person to the shore, ready to pull him up and then help him remove the hook.

Just as Fang Hao was about to pull him up.

Snap.

Before Fang Hao's hand could touch him, the man slapped Fang Hao's outstretched helping hand away, seemingly very particular about being touched.

In fact, he was indeed concerned about Fang Hao touching him, fearing his secrets would be discovered.

As a frogman, what he was thinking about now was how to get away, how to not blow his cover.

If his identity was exposed, it would be the end of him.

But what he didn't know was that the desert had already begun to suspect him.

Though there were no identifying marks on him, his behavior had betrayed him.

[Y Force Frogman]

[Dove underwater with a special mission to capture secret information...]

And after his hand slapped Fang Hao's away, Fang Hao's Mechanical Eye popped up with a piece of information.

His identity had been exposed.

Huh?

When Fang Hao saw this information, he was stunned for a moment.

This wasn't a diver.

This was a frogman!

What is known as a frogman, is a type of amphibious operative on special missions, with each person being a top-level Soldier.

Seeing this information pop up, Fang Hao quickly realized something.

But instead of acting immediately, he decided to wait for the person to come up, subdue him, and then call for the desert.

Just so happens, Fang Hao also wanted to find out for himself, after all this time practicing Grapple, how effective it was.

Before, he had only practiced with Xiao Pang, which didn't count as real combat.

Now this target presented a real combat situation.

Knowing the frogman's identity, Fang Hao remained calm for the time being.

After pushing Fang Hao's hand away, the frogman didn't hurry to climb up but rather tried to remove the hook, which he found difficult to undo.

After struggling for a while, he still couldn't remove it and let Fang Hao do it for him.

At this moment, the desert had already crept up behind him.

The desert signaled to Fang Hao to help him capture the frogman.

Seeing this disposition, Fang Hao knew that the desert must have also figured out the identity of this person in front of them—a frogman from the outside.

With a special purpose.

Now is the moment!

Once he had crept up behind him, the desert immediately pounced, trying to instantly subdue the other party.

But the frogman was skilled, having undergone specialized training.

When the desert lunged at him, he sensed the danger, and with his body trained through rigorous exercise, he quickly broke free from the desert's hold and dived down in an instant.

Fang Hao, ready and waiting, wasn't going to let him escape so easily.

Trying to run? No chance.

That would have to be asked of Fang Hao first.

His Golden Right Hand burst forth with immense force.

Ten times the strength of his body.

His own strength was around 500 to 600 pounds, so ten times that strength would be 5,000 to 6,000 pounds.

The frogman was catapulted straight up from underwater.

That's right.

He was literally flung up from beneath the water.

The frogman was completely dumbfounded, watching himself being fished out and tracing a beautiful arc in the air.

Inside his mind, he cursed profusely.

What just happened?

He was actually flung out of the water.

That would require an enormous amount of strength.

Even more despairing for him was that he had not come up of his own accord.

It was involuntary.

This was too embarrassing.

Too mortifying.

Fortunately for him, he was unaware that Fang Hao was live streaming and did not know how many people witnessed this scene.

Bang.

He hit the ground hard from the air, slamming down with a thud that left him dazed.

At the same time, his clothes were torn apart, revealing his upper body.

"Ah? What's going on?" The audience was still confused about the situation.

Things had happened too quickly, and they hadn't figured it out yet.

"Is this bullying?"

"Could it be that they got angry because he refused their kindness?"

"No... Based on Uncle Mo and Fang Hao's temperament, this isn't bullying. Could it be that this person has some secret identity?"

Some audience members guessed this much.

But in the next moment,

Their attention was captured by the frogman whose upper clothing had torn apart.

"So pale..."

"Can we see this without paying?"

"Is this the VIP perk I just got today?"

The crowd still didn't understand the situation and could only wait to see if Fang Hao and the others would explain later.

From the beginning, when Fang Hao apologized and then suddenly became rough with the other party.

This change was too sudden; many people still hadn't understood what was happening.

...

The frogman didn't lie on the ground and wail.

After all, he was a person who had undergone strict training, and even though the fall caused pain all over his body, he merely grunted and still gritted his teeth to get up from the ground.

He knew his identity was exposed, and now he could only safely escape from here by dealing with these few people in front of him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even think about leaving.

His eyes, gleaming with a fierce light.

A hint of murderous intent emerged.

Just as Da Mo was about to move forward, Fang Hao stopped him.

The other party was not skilled in hand-to-hand combat, this was a job for him.

He handed off his fishing rod to Xiao Pang on the side and then took action himself.

Before Da Mo could refuse, Fang Hao had already made his move, very swiftly.

Keep in mind that Fang Hao's body had been trained in the Innate Skill for a long time, and his physical condition was no longer on the same level as ordinary people.

His attack was swift, and his strength immense.

Grapple displayed his power here, with techniques mastered in his hands.

This was the benefit of daily practice, already forming a muscle memory in his body.

Soon, the frogman's hand was locked by Fang Hao in an extremely strange posture.

The opponent had intended to use his agility to eliminate Fang Hao as a nuisance, but he didn't expect Fang Hao to be even stronger than him.

And in face of Fang Hao's absolute strength, his skills were rendered useless.

The bones in his wrist were directly twisted and broken by Fang Hao.

He was in so much pain that he nearly passed out.

Just like that, in two or three moves, Fang Hao had captured the frogman's shoulder blades, making it impossible for him to struggle.

Seeing Fang Hao subdue the man, Da Mo quickly followed and handcuffed him, not giving the man a chance to escape.

Although Da Mo didn't carry weapons on him, these handcuffs were always with him.

Xiao Pang, who was at the scene, still hadn't figured out what was going on.

He just saw this, then that... and it was over.

The man had been captured.

"This..."

While Xiao Pang and the live streaming audience were puzzled, Da Mo explained.

Without explanation, the people in the live stream would think they were bullying someone.

"Don't worry, everyone. The person we just caught is a bad guy."

"This man is a frogman, not one of our own. He's from an external power, sent here to spy and capture some secrets of our base."

"There happens to be a base nearby, and I suspect he's here to steal the secrets of that base."

Da Mo explained.

Fang Hao also nodded in agreement.

He knew about this frogman's information.

"Holy cow, it's actually a frogman!"

"We can't let him off; let's put him on the grill, sprinkle some cumin..."

"Bro, this is a frogman, not a bullfrog... don't mix it up, this guy is worth a whopping 500,000!"

"500,000? The streamer has made a fortune!!!"

Catching such a frogman was undoubtedly a great achievement, accompanied by a huge reward.

"...%￥&**&..."

After subduing him, the frogman also kept saying something.

However, it was all gibberish, and no one on the spot could understand what he was saying; no one there spoke his language.

Only a few people in the live streaming audience figured out what he meant.