The Cow Harbor Trevally is famous for its strength.

It is so powerful and ferocious that as long as it has a breath left, it will fight to the end.

Xie Lingxun and the others had already been mentally prepared before they came to fish for Niugang trevally.

The middle-aged man who caught the Niugang trevally was named Lao Qian. He had relatively little experience in sea fishing. It was his first time to catch such a big fish, and he suddenly panicked.

He wore gloves on his hands and held the fishing rod tightly.

The fishing rod was still slippery. He tried his best to lift the fishing rod upwards, but still couldn't hold it.

Xie Lingxun shouted from the side: "Old Qian, you are qualified!"

Only then did Lao Qian react. He quickly let go of the reel and let the fishing line slide forward.

The Niugang Trevally slowed down its struggle slightly when it felt that there was nothing pulling it.

Lu Ao came to Lao Qin's side and watched him continue to operate.

Lao Qian took advantage of the Niugang Trevally to relax his vigilance and quickly turned the reel to pull the Niugang Trevally toward the ship!

As soon as it was pulled, the bream immediately began to struggle wildly.

Within a few minutes, Lao Qian was sweating profusely.

Lu Ao saw from the side that his legs were trembling slightly.

When Lao Qian caught the fish, others also caught the fish one after another.

Lu Ao listened carefully and heard them shouting.

"Ah! I've caught fish here too."

"Fuck, it's a big guy! All those caught today are big guys."

Xie Lingxun saw his companions catching fish one after another, and shouted in a rough voice: "Everyone, be careful! If you can catch it, you can catch it, and you have to balance it!"

Most of the people who came with him were mature fishermen, so they naturally knew this truth.

Everyone reeled in and released the lines one after another, and soon the deck was abuzz with excitement.

Lu Ao looked at them first, paying attention to a few people who were in bad condition from time to time.

Lao Qian couldn't hold on at first. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, I can't do it anymore. This GT is too big."

Xie Lingxun shouted: "Don't force it, just cut the thread."

Lao Qian yelled: "I can't free my hand, who can help me get the scissors?"

Lu Ao walked up to him and said to him: "Give me the fishing rod first."

Lao Qian glanced at him and had no objection.

Lu Ao stepped forward and took his fishing rod.

Old Qian spat into the sea. Lu Ao took a look and saw that his mouth was full of blood.

Lao Qian noticed his gaze, shook his head at him, and said with a bitter smile: "I pulled too hard just now, and my gums bleed from biting them."

A boatman brought mineral water over and said, "You are working too hard."

Lao Qian took a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the bottle cap, rinsed his mouth, spit the water into the sea, turned around and sighed: "I overestimated myself. If it had been released two or three years ago, this fish would have weighed more than ten dollars."

It’s okay to weigh a kilogram, but now it’s no longer possible.”

Lu Ao didn't say anything at the side. He first released the wheel to give the Niugang trevally some room to struggle, and then took in the line after it had almost finished struggling.

This cycle repeats.

He slowly slides the fish until the fish's strength is exhausted, then he pulls up the fish underneath, removes the hook, and releases the fish.

Lao Qian was watching from the side. Seeing his skillful skills and great strength, he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "I just said why you don't fish. I bet you are a master and you don't bother to challenge anymore."

"That's not true." Lu Ao grabbed the fishing rod, guessing that the fish underneath had no strength anymore, and turned to look at him, "The fish has almost slipped away, do you want to continue trying?"

Lao Qian's hands were still shaking and he couldn't even hold the mineral water. When he heard the question, he gritted his teeth and wiped the palms of his hands on the clothes around his waist. After wiping off the greasy sweat, he put on his gloves again and said, "Just try it."

Try! I don’t believe it, I won’t be able to catch this fish today!”

Lu Ao returned the fishing rod to him and continued to watch other people fishing.

Almost everyone had caught the fish, and no one cared about talking. They were all gritting their teeth and fighting against the cow trevally below.

Lu Ao turned around and saw that nothing happened, so he simply stood aside and waited.

Fishing for Cow Harbor Trevally is a strenuous job, and it doesn’t take half an hour to catch it.

Xie Lingxun and his group have good and bad physical strength.

For those with good physical strength, such as Xie Lingxun himself, his breath was still very stable after fishing for more than ten minutes.

People with poor physical strength will be out of breath after ten minutes, their legs are shaking slightly, and their faces will turn red, as if they are trying their best to hold on.

Regardless of whether they were in good or bad physical condition, they all tried their best to persevere. No one asked Lu Ao for help unless it was absolutely necessary.

When Lao Chen saw that they had all caught fish, he stopped the boat so as not to hinder their fishing.

After the boat stopped, Lao Chen walked to the deck and saw their fishing situation. He said to Lu Ao from the side: "The fish down here are too big and it is too difficult to catch them."

"It's okay, the big one shouldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds."

"If it exceeds 100 kilograms, it will be enough to set a record."

Lu Ao was talking to Lao Chen, and a fat man on the left deck shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother Lu, Brother Lu. I'm in trouble here, come and help me."

Lu Ao walked over silently and reached out to take his fishing rod.

The fat man took out the fishing rod from the top of his belly and handed the whole fishing rod to Lu Ao with a look of exhaustion, "I'm too tired."

When Lao Chen saw him sitting on the deck, he stretched out his trembling hands to get water from the side and shouted: "Don't sit down, take two steps, you will feel even worse if you sit down!"

"Hey, no. Just wait for me to sit for a while. After I sit for a while, I will get up and walk around."

The fat man unscrewed the bottle cap tremblingly and pointed the mouth of the bottle to his mouth.

His hands were shaking so much that he felt like he was suffering from Parkinson's disease when holding a bottle of water. He kept holding his hands to his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't even reach his mouth.

"grass!"

He cursed in frustration, held his right hand with his left hand, used some strength to steady his hand, and successfully drank the water.

Old Chen smiled when he saw it, "Is it cool?"

"It's so cool, beyond our imagination. If I hadn't followed Brother Lu, I probably would never have been able to catch such a big GT in my life."

He hadn't had a good rest yet, and the old man next to him couldn't help shouting: "Brother Xiao Lu, are you okay with your side? Can you step in for me for a while, and I'll have a rest too."

"And me." A thinner young man shouted helplessly from the side, "I can't support it anymore, the GT here is so awesome. Mom is too big!"

While he was shouting, another person said that he needed someone to change his hands.

Lu Ao didn't expect that so many of them couldn't hold on.

Among the seven people, four have now expressed that they can no longer persist.

Lao Chen said: "Lu Ao is alone, how can he cope with it? Come on, come on, I will take care of you for a while."

"Boss Chen, are you okay? The fish down here are really damn strong! Don't drag you into the sea then."

"Does a man ever say no? Get out of the way and let me do it!" Lao Chen went to take over one of the fishing rods and called his boatman, "Who is free to come over and help? Let them buy you a cigarette later!"

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When the boatmen heard the greeting, two more people came out and took over the fishing rods from the old man and the thin man respectively.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Lu Ao had a slightly relaxed expression on his face and concentrated on dealing with the fish underneath.

Fishing is something that requires special skills. Sometimes the pulling force of a human being is only more than 100 or 200 kilograms, but if you have the strength to pull up a fish weighing over a thousand kilograms, you have to pay attention to skills.

When the fish struggles, let go of the reel and try to give the fish as much room as possible to struggle.

When they get tired of struggling, use the buoyancy of the water to drag them closer.

Going back and forth like this requires endurance.

The fat man couldn't help but let Lu Ao continue to help. After resting for five minutes, he gritted his teeth and shook his hands, saying to Lu Ao: "Brother Lu, please let me do it by myself."

Lu Ao didn't say anything and handed the fishing rod back to him.

The fat man had rested here, and several others asked to take over after resting for a while.

Lu Ao and the boatmen stood nearby. When anyone was tired, they would go over and help fish for a while. When they were not tired, they would let them fish by themselves.

After struggling like this for more than half an hour, a middle-aged man named Lao Yu took the lead in fishing the GT.

Boss Chen and the boatman went to help with the fishing net.

"Oh! Come up, come up!"

"Give way!"

"Big guy, at least fifty pounds!"

"Old and powerful!"
To be continued...