Chapter 335: Chapter 208: When a Tiger Forces Meets a Tiger Forces_2
"No problem! No problem! How was your catch in the first half of the competition? You’re the hot favorite to win the championship today!"
"Not bad, caught some fish! Need a hand?"
The referee waved his hand, "No need, let the handsome guys doing the work handle it! They’re young and strong!"
"Thanks, handsome! Be careful when you lift it, it’s a bit heavy!"
"No worries, how heavy can it be, only a few dozen pounds of fish!" The young man responsible for weighing the fish didn’t take it seriously, chatting casually while bending down to grab the fish guard.
The two of them lifted the mouth of the fish guard, and their expressions changed instantly!
The young man could only lift the fish guard halfway before he couldn’t move it anymore, his face turning red.
"It’s a bit heavy, how about using the landing net to scoop some out?" Zhang Yang suggested.
"Holy shit, how many fish did you catch? It must be over a hundred pounds!"
"Pretty much! The strength of the competition fish guard is limited, be careful!"
"Alright then, we’ll do as you say, scoop it out! The edge of this platform is too sharp, forcing it up might cut the fish guard! If we lose the big prize, we can’t afford it!"
"Sorry to trouble you, I’ll get the landing net right away!"
Soon, Zhang Yang had the landing net set up again, assisting the staff in scooping the fish out of the fish guard.
They scooped out more than a dozen large carp in a row, and then they were finally able to lift the remaining fish together.
With both the large fish and common-sized carp, a large plastic basket was filled to the brim, nearly unable to cover with a blanket.
When the weight of the catch was finally calculated, the total weight after removing the excess, was 158.6 pounds!
"Damn, you caught quite a lot during the fish-snatching phase, huh? Not counting those big fish, almost all the catch was over a hundred! If you really win the championship later, don’t forget to let us share in the good luck by celebrating with a little treat!" the young guy in charge of weighing the fish cheekily said.
"Definitely, definitely!" Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly, if he really took the championship, he could certainly arrange a pack of celebratory cigarettes or something.
After collecting the weight of the fish, Zhang Yang greeted and headed towards the gathering area after the competition ended, carrying his fishing box.
Once the weight statistics of the fish were concluded, the final results of the competition and the award allocations would be announced soon, Zhang Yang had already agreed with his teammates to meet up before entering!
Just as Zhang Yang reached near the exit with his fishing box, he saw Wang Yan and old Zhao waiting there early.
"Xiao Zhang! How’d it go? How many pounds? I saw you seemed to have caught a big one about half an hour before it ended?" Zhao Bingguang asked quickly as Zhang Yang approached.
Zhang Yang patted his chest, "The single biggest fish was 13.88 kilograms, with a total weight of 158.6 pounds! Unless something unexpected happens, the car is ours!"
"Holy shit! Really? You really got it?" Wang Yan’s eyes widened upon hearing this, a bit surprised for a moment.
They had fantasized about winning the championship prize and driving the off-road vehicle back when they came, but once the formal competition fishing started after the draw, the complex competition situations gradually brought everyone’s heated heads back to calmness.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Yang was so strong, really securing it!
"What did you expect? Didn’t we all agree beforehand? Got a smoke? Give me one, the competition didn’t allow smoking, it’s killing me!" Zhang Yang grinned, unabashedly asking his teammate.
"Got one! A true leader, impressive! Here, let me light it for you!"
Wang Yan cheekily pulled out a white cigarette for Zhang Yang, deliberately bowing and covering the fire to light it for Zhang Yang, who didn’t expose his companion’s antics, complacently enjoying the service from his teammate.
While the group was chatting and smoking at the exit, a discordant shout rang out.
"Motherfucker! Zhang Yang, get over here!"
Upon hearing someone call his name, Zhang Yang instinctively raised his head.
Not ten meters away, he saw Zhu Wu, whom Zhang Yang had gotten kicked out of the competition, gripping a bright machete, and with him were four or five kids with baseball bats charging straight at him.
Seeing Zhu Wu holding a controlled weapon, Zhang Yang felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
Shit, got so caught up in the excitement, how did I forget about this!
The first reaction Zhang Yang had was that the best plan was to run as part of the Thirty-Six Strategies!
This idiot, who knew he’d come back with a gang after being kicked out!
"Shit, they’re coming for me, run!" Zhang Yang couldn’t care about smoking anymore, shouted to Wang Yan, and prepared to run.
With the opponent prepared, Zhang Yang wasn’t the type to hot-headedly fight to the death; escaping the scene was the best option now.
However, just because Zhang Yang wasn’t reckless, doesn’t mean there was no one else fearless in the team, and Wang Yan, who was jokingly lighting a cigarette just a second ago, was a fighter among fighters!
"Coming for you? Damn! These little punks got guts to bring people to block us?"
Facing the glaring machete, Wang Yan wasn’t fazed at all, instead stepping forward and blocking the front.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang felt a jolt in his heart, thinking this was it!
If Wang Yan didn’t run, Zhang Yang obviously couldn’t either, so he decisively drew his belt and stood beside Wang Yan.
Wang Yan’s sudden shout startled Zhu Wu.
He originally thought Zhang Yang was just out fishing alone, but unexpectedly, there were two more guys standing with Zhang Yang, both with dark complexions and tall statures.
But since they were here, Zhu Wu wasn’t afraid, charging forward with the machete in front.
"Fuck, whoever blocks, chop them all! If anything happens, I’ll cover it!" Zhu Wu shouted and charged towards Zhang Yang.
This kind of almost street-hoodlum fight had no technique at all, it was all about guts and courage.
Zhu Wu had led his gang in fights a few times before, normally flashing a knife would scare ordinary folks, but today’s different.
Zhang Yang wasn’t scared, Wang Yan wasn’t scared, and even the older Zhao wasn’t flinching, especially the fierce Wang Yan, not only did he not run, but he took up a fishing umbrella to confront them.
Facing Zhu Wu’s gleaming machete, Wang Yan unhesitatingly stepped in front of Zhang Yang, taking a swipe that immediately tore his sun-protective clothing.
"Motherfucker, when I was ruling the streets, you were still a liquid! Play this game with me?"
Wang Yan didn’t avoid the opponent’s machete but instead grabbed the fishing umbrella with both hands and thrust it forward.
Using a fishing umbrella against a machete, even if the machete was subpar, Wang Yan was at a disadvantage, yet he had this courage, getting sliced on the arm and not even flinching.
Zhang Yang seized the chance, swinging his belt towards the opponent.
The steel buckle of the belt was not much less powerful than the machete, striking directly on Zhu Wu’s head. Blood instantly flowed.
Meanwhile, Zhao Bingguang, who had been silent, looked around for a handy weapon, and gritting his teeth, picked up half a brick from the curb and charged at them, smacking it against a kid in his twenties’ chest.
With a thud, the kid holding the baseball bat fell down, stunned by the brick. Old Zhao picked up the baseball bat and quickly joined the fray.
Initially imagining they would scatter the crowd in one round and then easily beat the stragglers, Zhu Wu hit a hard wall today.
Just one round, and he suffered a big loss.
"Motherfucker, with just this bit of power you think you can play gangster and chop people? I ought to beat you to death for your parents, aside from you being a harm! Come on, bring it!"
Wang Yan, holding a fishing umbrella, used it like a spear, all the while cursing, poking Zhu Wu’s chest. Zhu Wu’s random swings of the machete only cut into the umbrella surface, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
In a blink, Zhou Chu and Han Qiang, who were also carrying fishing boxes, noticed the fight involving Zhang Yang and his group.
They each pulled a small bamboo stick as thick as a child’s wrist from the roadside greenery and joined the battle.
The addition of Han Qiang and Zhou Chu completely altered the situation, causing the kids with Zhu Wu to realize things were going badly and they turned to flee.
In a fight, it’s not about taking a few hits, it’s about someone leading the charge to run; once one does, morale collapses instantly!
Soon, besides Zhu Wu still swinging his machete wildly like an idiot, all the kids who came with him had run clean away.
In less than three minutes, Zhu Wu was knocked to the ground, and the security personnel responsible for maintaining order surrounded them!