The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

"Host, he's insulting you."

The viewers in the live streaming room are truly all talents, there are all sorts of people indeed.

And now, one of those talented individuals who understands the local language has spoken up in the live stream.

He translated everything that the frogman had just said.

"He called you a cunning and despicable bastard, who attacks from behind without any honor in martial arts, and said if you let him go, he could beat you until you're searching the ground for your teeth."

"He also called you an ugly freak, with no girlfriend..."

Darn it, still daring to insult me? I gave you some respect.

Fang Hao looked at the frogman lying on the ground still babble non-stop, and unceremoniously delivered a kick.

The pain made the frogman howl.

Even now, he still dares to talk tough.

It's not that Fang Hao looks down on him.

The way he is, Fang Hao could solve him easily, even with both hands tied behind his back.

One force reducing ten meetings.

With Fang Hao's current strength, even without using his Golden Right Hand, there are not many ordinary people who could withstand a punch from him.

Who needs any skill.

Otherwise, why would some boxing matches have different weight classes? It's because of the gap in physical fitness.

And facing Fang Hao's Grapple, the opponent had no way to break free. Those fingers were like iron pincers, tightly locking onto him, even breaking his wrist.

That's why he cursed Fang Hao so furiously.

Wait a minute...

"Dude, that last sentence was your own addition, wasn't it?"

That last sentence about being an ugly freak with no girlfriend, it's clear that wasn't said by the frogman.

"How could someone as handsome as me be ugly?"

"What an international joke!"

"Haha, I'm dying of laughter, I was just wondering how that frogman knows the host doesn't have a girlfriend, turns out it was you who added that in."

"Dude, you're awesome, no wonder it didn't sound right to me."

"Bro, if you're so awesome, does your wife know?"

"I suspect even the first sentence was a false translation."

"Look, the host explained that he's not ugly, but he didn't defend himself about not having a girlfriend."

"But bro, you didn't say anything wrong, the host is still a single dog, without a partner. Not like me, I watch the stream with my girlfriend in my arms."

"Who isn't, I've already started feeding my girlfriend."

"Are you sure she's not inflatable?"

The viewers in the live stream room, upon hearing Fang Hao's words, immediately understood and burst into laughter.

"Cough cough... I just added that one sentence."

"But the translation before that was definitely correct."

The viewer who came forward to translate insisted that he didn't mistranslate anything, just added a little extra of his own.

Forget it, I won't waste my time with them.

Better deal with this frogman who sneaked in here first.

"Stay quiet." Grapple held onto the frogman's handcuffs, not giving him a chance to struggle.

They had already called the police by this time.

Just waiting for the authorities to come and take the frogman away.

"Bro, that was... pretty awesome, fishing up such a catch worth half a million."

If it hadn't been seen with one's own eyes, who would believe this person was caught while fishing.

Grapple was truly shocked.

He had never heard of anyone catching a frogman while fishing.

Frogmen are well-trained, hard to capture, let alone be caught by fishing.

But Fang Hao did it unexpectedly.

That's what surprised him.

What Grapple didn't know was that Fang Hao had fished up even more outrageous things, not to mention a frogman.

Of course, catching the frogman was still a surprise.

Fang Hao himself hadn't expected it to turn out this way.

He initially thought it might be a diver, but who could have imagined a frogman?

These two are not the same thing.

If he caught a diver, the one apologizing would be Fang Hao.

But catching a frogman, hehe... no need to be polite.

"Uncle Grapple, you definitely haven't watched his live streams, otherwise, you'd find this is just a small feat."

"Uncle Grapple, you might not know, but the host here once fished up three corpses. Oh, no, he is now the Corpse Fishing Immortal."

"He has even fished up dead people, let alone the living."

Upon hearing this, the viewers also expressed that Grapple probably didn't watch Fang Hao's fishing live streams, otherwise, he wouldn't have said that.

"Just an accident..." Fang Hao felt very helpless inside.

In fact, deep down, he really didn't want to catch this kind of thing.

He just wanted to catch fish.

Is that really so hard?

Surely it was time for him to catch a fish, right?

Who could understand his inner struggle?

Grapple was unaware of Fang Hao's true thoughts, he was still in shock, admiring Fang Hao very much.

They waited for about fifteen minutes.

A black car arrived next to them, and then several people got out of it.

Seeing them, Fang Hao knew where these people came from. He had dealt with them before in West Sea City; that unmistakable aura couldn't be changed.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Grapple, hello, we are from the security department."

Before coming, they had already acquired all the identity information on Fang Hao and his group.

This was not difficult for them.

"My name is Ge Song, I'm their group leader."

"Hello, Group Leader Ge."

They shook hands briefly and didn't engage in much small talk, quickly getting to the point and looking at the handcuffed frogman on the ground.

"We're very grateful for your help in apprehending this frogman."

"Indeed, in such bad weather, these people are more likely to come out and act."