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Chapter 306 - 306 295 Borrowing a Knife to Kill

306: Chapter 295 Borrowing a “Knife” to Kill 306: Chapter 295 Borrowing a “Knife” to Kill Yue Feng stayed in the shop until past ten in the morning, having received at least seven or eight groups of anglers heading to Brother Dong’s fishing spot.

As the designated business hours arrived, Yue Feng locked the shop door and drove straight to East River.

Since his live streaming channel had gained popularity, Yue Feng hadn’t been to East River to fish for a long time.

The weather had grown hot and the crucian carp had moved to deeper water.

The fishing conditions were not good, so aside from ordinary anglers who had nowhere else to fish, the more particular fishermen had already started switching to reservoirs or various Black Pits.

After a series of turns, Yue Feng arrived at the riverside and from a distance, he saw that the rubber dam and the old fishing spots like the shovel tip were already packed with people.

He could no longer drive closer to the river, as he was already fifty meters away and the production road was blocked off.

Motorcycles, electric bikes, and cars of all kinds were parked, easily amounting to dozens of vehicles that had filled up the surrounding open space.

Yue Feng glanced through the car window at the riverbank and lost the desire to fish.

It felt like he was at a Black Pit, with a swarm of rods and cameras.

Finding a spot to cast his line seemed next to impossible.

He hadn’t planned to fish, but since he had come all this way, he still wanted to go down and take a look.

With that thought in mind, he got out of the car and ambled towards the riverbank.

Having run the shop for so long, Yue Feng knew many of the local anglers, and many nodded and greeted him as they saw him arrive.

“How’s the fishing today?” Yue Feng stopped beside a familiar angler and asked.

“The best bite was earlier this morning, and it’s slowed down since then.

However, several grass carp and big carps were caught today.

Just ten minutes ago, an angler from the city area north of the shovel tip landed a nearly ten-pound carp!”

Yue Feng followed the angler’s pointing finger and frowned slightly.

Damn it, why did it have to be them!

The anglers fishing at the prime spot north of the shovel tip were none other than Wang Xiaoli and his group!

Since they’d had a fight and fallen out, Yue Feng didn’t want to stir up trouble and simply turned his head to glance over without any intention of going there.

But sometimes trouble comes looking for you even when you’re not looking for it!

Zhen Shuang, standing next to Wang Xiaoli, happened to turn his head and saw Yue Feng standing behind the fishermen, looking around.

“Brother Li, that son of a bitch Yue Feng is here!” Zhen Shuang said with some dirty words.

Wang Xiaoli turned his head, and upon confirming it was Yue Feng, his eyebrows knitted slightly.

They hadn’t gotten the best of him in their previous encounters and had come to respect Yue Feng’s abilities.

A straightforward confrontation was certainly not going to work.

To get back at him for previous events, they would have to be cunning.

“Stop fishing, call Wang Quan and the others to come and take over the spot!” Wang Xiaoli’s eyes shifted as he thought of a scheme to use Yue Feng against himself.

“Huh?

Stop fishing with the fish biting like this?

What if we catch another big one?” Luan Xiaohu asked, confused.

“Just do as I say.

We’re not fishing anymore, call Xiao Gang and the others, reel in, and I’ll treat everyone to lunch and drinks!”

“Are we just going to leave like this?

That’s not necessary!”

Zhen Shuang was reluctant to move.

Wang Xiaoli and Luan Xiaohu had both caught big fish, but he had been unlucky and hadn’t caught any.

Wang Xiaoli spoke with experience: “Fighting him is definitely not an option, that guy has some skills.

We’ll outsmart him!

Him coming at this time, nine out of ten chances he’s done with the shop and here to scope out a spot to start live streaming.”

“Let’s give up our spot to Wang Quan and let a few of the ‘Black Pit’ fishing masters teach this guy a lesson!

When he can only stare as others catch fish, and watch him embarrass himself on the live stream, it will be so satisfying!

We can also create a few burner accounts to stir up trouble in his live stream chat and gross him out.”

Wang Xiaoli held quite some sway in his little team.

Once he’d made up his mind, his brothers quickly packed up their gear, ready to retreat as soon as the person who was to take over their spot arrived.

As they started reeling in, other anglers began asking if they were giving up their spots.

Wang Xiaoli didn’t let on and merely mentioned that a friend was coming to take over, without packing up the fishing platform.

After playing around the river for about twenty minutes, Yue Feng returned to his car and headed back to the shop.

The morning bite had passed, and now, if one wanted to catch good fish, the best hope was for the early night.

From noon to the late afternoon was not an ideal time to fish—the better choice would be to come back in the evening for another try.

Back at the shop, Yue Feng settled for a quick lunch to fill his stomach and took a nap in the store, but he didn’t sleep very soundly; his mind kept drifting back to the river.

Patience wearing thin, he couldn’t stand staying in the shop any longer by four in the afternoon, so Yue Feng drove straight to the rubber dam near the ‘Harrow Point’ again.

At this time of afternoon, there were noticeably fewer fishermen by the river.

Wang Xiaoli and his crew had left, and now guarding the Harrow Point were a few neatly dressed newcomers, who, judging by their gear, looked like experienced anglers.

But that wasn’t the point.

The key was that Yue Feng noticed an empty spot next to the ‘Golden’ spot at Harrow Point.

Already itching to fish, and seeing an open spot, Yue Feng could hardly keep calm.

He slung the fishing box over his shoulder and made a beeline for it.

“Hey, buddy, is that empty spot next to you taken?” Yue Feng asked politely as he reached the riverside.

“Fish all you want, it’s free!” The guy who responded was Wang Quan, the very person Wang Xiaoli referred to.

Wang Quan, at thirty-five, was passionate about fishing, especially wild fishing in lakes and large reservoirs.

He wasn’t into competitive fishing.

The reason Wang Xiaoli thought of him was because he had been using an incredibly effective corn bait for big fish lately, never failing him.

He often encountered monsters weighing over twenty or thirty pounds in the lakes and reservoirs, and in less than a month, he had caught more than ten big ones, becoming something of a legend in the area.

When Wang Xiaoli called him to take over the spot, he had already laid out the situation, and Wang Quan agreed without hesitation, slapping his chest in assurance.

“Oh, great, I’ll fish here for a while then!” Yue Feng didn’t think much of it and set down his fishing box.

After placing the fishing box, Yue Feng pulled out his 7.2-meter Big Fish Rod, Giant Que, adjusted the float to get the right depth, and then started plopping a bunch of bait balls into the water.

The bait balls were the same formula he had used for big fish in Lechang, prepared in advance at the store and brought in convenient bags.

Since he was only planning to fish until after midnight, he didn’t intend to bait the spot too heavily—just five or six pounds at most.

Yue Feng used half of his five or six pounds of bait in the first round, and after getting the spot ready, he returned to his car to wait.

It was not a good time for bites, so the car was a bit more comfortable.

Once Yue Feng got in his car, Wang Quan exchanged glances with his companion Yang Yang.

Yang Yang looked in the direction of Yue Feng’s little car and asked, “Is that the guy Xiaoli was talking about?

He doesn’t seem too dumb, speaks quite politely!”