C1726 The Invitation to Hell

Feng Wuchen did not stand up. He was still looking at the fish buoy in front of him. Just as the fish buoy sank, he suddenly exerted force and a five-kilogram golden carp appeared in his hand.

"It seems that my luck today is not bad." Meng Xiaodie smiled and said. Feng Wuchen casually put the carp into the basket.

He then stood up and looked at the dark crowd behind him