Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

After He Zhiqiang quickly turned off the system panel, watching the splash of water on the river was like throwing a firecracker and exploding.

"Man, what a big fish it is!"

He Zhiqiang stepped on the fishing rod under his feet, and wanted to pick up the fishing line and pull it back. Unexpectedly, the fishing line was out of hand this time.

"Plop plop..."

The silvery white scales of a big fish's tail surfaced on the surface of the water, and it slapped vigorously on the surface of the water. The sound immediately attracted all the fishing uncles by the river.

Even the elders who were swimming in winter were so frightened that they hurried to the river bank.

"He Zhiqiang, you can do it, what kind of fish is this, it's so big."

Yan Yanshan looked at the movement and said nothing, put the fishing rod on the ground, ran to him and said.

"Uncle Yan, stand back, this fish is really big."

He Zhiqiang bent down anxiously and picked up the fishing rod again and said to him.

How big is this fish? He doesn't have much strength in front of this fish.

"He Zhiqiang, hold the fishing rod forward and make room for me to pull it back for you."

Yan Yanshan stood behind him and looked at the big fish flopping in the river, scratching his ears and cheeks impatiently. He also wanted to experience the feeling of pulling such a big fish.

"Uncle Yan, don't make trouble, you can't pull this fish, don't take you into the river."

He Zhiqiang said to him while holding the fishing rod tightly.

He doesn't dare to move now, the fish is competing with him.

You can't let him jump into the river and sneak around this big fish with a fishing rod.

"Impossible, He Zhiqiang, I am so strong, how could I be pulled by this fish?"

Yan Yanshan said to him with an unconvinced face.

He also exercises every day. Although he has never caught a big fish, is he not as strong as a fish?

He can't believe it!

He Ziqiang saw that he didn't believe what he said, so that's all right, then give him the pole and let him try it.

After all, it might be his father-in-law in the future, which can't be offended.

"Uncle Yan, hold this pole, but hold it steady."

He Zhiqiang went forward and took the pole and handed the tail of the fishing rod to him.

"Don't worry, He Zhiqiang, I will definitely pull you up."

Yan Yanshan said to him swearingly, took the fishing rod, and it was quite relaxed, who knows that the next second will be direct.

"Whoosh!"

"Pfft."

Yan Yanshan jumped into the river directly following a parabola with his pole.

He Zhiqiang only felt a figure passing by quickly in front of him.

When he came to his senses, he saw Yan Yanshan in the river holding a fishing rod in one hand and flopping wildly on the river surface with the other.

"He Zhiqiang, hurry up and save my dad, my dad can't swim!"

Yan Lihua was stunned for a few seconds when she saw her father thumping on the river, before she realized and shouted to He Zhiqiang.

"Oh, oh, don't worry, I'll save you right away, right away..."

He Zhiqiang also reacted, quickly took off his clothes and said to her.

"Uncle Yan, don't throw the fishing rod, don't throw the fishing rod."

He Zhiqiang took off only his underpants in two or three seconds, shouted at him in the river, and jumped directly towards him.

The group of fishing uncles stood there in a daze, holding poles in their hands and looking at He Zhiqiang.

"Someone fell into the river...someone fell into the river..."

One of the uncles reacted and hurriedly ran towards this side and shouted loudly while running.

This shout brought all the fishing masters back to their senses, and they all hurriedly put down their poles and ran towards He Zhiqiang.

"Old Yan, don't let go of the fishing rod, this fish is very big, don't let it escape!"

While running, Yan Bugui yelled to Yan Yanshan who was still struggling to drink water in the river.

"Goooooooooooo..."

Yan Yanshan didn't know how much river water he drank, but he was still holding on to the fishing rod tightly, and was carried by the big fish. He swam at least four or five meters, and the fishing rod had not been loosened yet.

What courage!

"Puff!"

He Zhiqiang jumped into the river and quickly surfaced. When he saw Yan Yanshan, he was only two or three meters away from him.

"Uncle Yan, are you okay, I'm here."

He Zhiqiang shouted at him while swimming.

Yan Yanshan now feels a little distracted, almost suffocating.

He really had no strength, and wanted to let go of the fishing rod, but He Zhiqiang grabbed his collar with one hand and took the fishing rod with the other.

Seeing that the fishing rod finally stopped moving, He Zhiqiang swam desperately to the river with the fishing rod.

"Plop flop..."

The big fish felt resistance and began to struggle again.

He Zhiqiang turned his head to look at the big fish ten meters away from him, and let go of the fishing rod in his hand.

If he resisted this fish again, the fishing line might be broken, and the fishing line and hook would be lost by then.

He Zhiqiang quickly swam towards the river.

It is more important to save people first, He Zhiqiang pulled Yan Yanshan to the river bank, and began to press his chest quickly.

"Uncle Yan, wake up...Uncle Yan, wake up..."

He Zhiqiang pressed his hands on his chest for a while, then raised his hand and slapped him a few times, shouting loudly.

This is to make him wake up quickly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yan Yanshan felt that his face was burning hot, especially the part under the nose was terribly painful.

Seeing that he started coughing and spitting up water, He Zhiqiang sat down on the ground and took a big breath in relief.

I really don't understand, what kind of fish can I catch if I can't swim!

As the saying goes, there is no one who does not wet his shoes when he often walks by the river.

He Zhiqiang looked at the fishing rod floating on the river and was still moving slowly, and regretted letting Yan Yanshan take the fishing rod.

Who would have imagined that this fish could pull Yan Yanshan into the river.

Before he had time to react, Strict Mountain flew into the river with a "whoosh", and it wasn't dragged into it.

"Yan Lihua, your father is fine, I'll go down to the river and fetch the fishing rod first."

He Zhiqiang stood up, glanced at her, explained and jumped into the river again.

Today either the fish dies or he dies!

"Puff!"

He Zhiqiang swam towards the fishing rod vigorously.

As soon as he grabbed the fishing rod, he felt that the fishing rod he was holding wanted to drag him forward, and he was also struggling to pull the fishing rod.

He suddenly felt the force of resistance on the fishing rod loosen, and he leaned back directly.