Chapter 602 How to fight?
"ah!!!"
Seeing the dolphins he had caught leaving in large numbers and escaping from Dolphin Bay, the bearded man who was pulling the fishing net slapped the sea surface angrily and roared.
On the sea, the dolphins' dorsal fins appeared and disappeared, and some even crashed straight into the rocks, causing their heads to break and bleed.
These whales, frightened out of their wits and driven mad by the wall of sound, were too panicked to dare they would bump into the fishing nets and be tangled with blood.
These creatures, whose physiques far exceed those of humans, can only wander around in the recess, making cries of extreme pain.
The desperate cries and the shocking blood made the scene before their eyes look both miserable and bloody.
Due to massive blood loss and unbearable pain, the injured dolphin did not have enough energy to escape. It swam in the water and then sank to the bottom of the sea, unable to move.
All of this was recorded by a drone.
Audiences from all over the world watched with red eyes, wishing they could rush to the scene in Bifang's place and teach these inhumane fishermen a lesson.
They finally understood the meaning of what Bifang said before jumping into the sea.
Why Richard let him leave but finally chose to stay here was for this moment.
Maybe in the next year, two years, or even ten years, the dolphin hunting season will still be held as scheduled, but this year, today...
As long as Bifang is here, this group of people will never succeed!
【Come on, go fuck yourself! 】
【Break it and feed it to the sharks! 】
[General Langya gave the anchor a yacht *1.0——The way of heaven is to take away the surplus and make up for the deficiency. The way of man is not the same, to take away the deficiency to make up for the surplus. ]
[Lin Chang presents the anchor with a spaceship*1,000——Heaven created all things to nourish man, but man has nothing to repay Heaven! ]
[Prince Mu gave the anchor a spaceship *66——Damn it, no dirty talk, Lao Fang will smash them to pieces! ]
"There is no mountain ghost, no mountain ghost! It's a human, it's a human!"
However, the fishermen who were knocked into the water could not hear anything and ran to the shore screaming. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Yamamoto shouted angrily. A dolphin less than an arm's length was poked by a sharp pole and tried to escape from the notch. It passed through two layers of fishing nets, but when it was about to be free, Yamamoto raised his spear and pushed it against the rock wall. Soon, it could not struggle anymore.
Yamamoto roared after killing a baby dolphin. He pulled the fishing net hard to another mountain, grabbed a spear that was floating over and nailed it to the rock wall. Then he drew the machete from his waist, dived into the sea, and rushed towards Bifang who was working hard to dig at the fourth ship.
The water was full of dolphins' blood, and the vision was blurry and blood-red. Even though the sun was shining brightly, the visibility was still much worse than normal seawater.
But by the sound of the boat being drilled in the water, Yamamoto found the culprit who had destroyed the dolphin hunting season. He gripped the hatchet tightly and rushed towards Bifang on the sea water.
The figures in the blood were very blurry. There were fleeing dolphins and fishermen who fell into the water, but among these figures, there was one that was rushing straight towards Bifang.
【Behind Lao Fang! 】
【There is someone behind! 】
【careful!!!】
The barrage of comments issued a chaotic reminder.
Bifang, who was chiseling the boat, thrust his spear into the gap between the wooden boards. Just as he was about to pry it open, his eyebrows jumped slightly. He suddenly let go of the spear, swung his arms to push the water and retreat.
The sharp machete rolled up two swirling streams of blood-red water. When the attack missed, the attacker swung upward with his knife again. Bifang, who had no weapon in his hand, could only keep retreating.
But the two sides could not close the distance between them. The other party was very good at swimming and seemed to be very experienced in dealing with aquatic creatures.
Seeing the other side running away, Yamamoto gained confidence. When he was young, he was the best swimmer in the entire Taiji Town. He could even hunt dolphins with a machete and had made great achievements in battle.
In the turbid pink sea water, the audience watched nervously as the two people fought on the narrow seabed, rolling up one red water stream after another.
Bifang was at a disadvantage without a weapon, but he was not in a hurry. He ducked to avoid the opponent's slash, waited for the right moment, stretched out his right hand, and used his five fingers to cut through the water, rolling up a lot of bubbles, and finally held Yamamoto's wrist tightly.
Yamamoto was startled and instinctively tried to break free, but an intense pain and numbness suddenly spread from his wrist, forcing him to let go.
The machete fell along the water flow and landed right into Bifang's palm. Yamamoto was terrified and tried desperately to escape, but the opponent's fingers were firmly nailed into his wrist like steel nails, and he could not escape at all.
Bifang raised his right foot and kicked Yamamoto in the chest.
"Ah!"
This kick directly kicked out all the air in Yamamoto's lungs. Caught off guard, Yamamoto drank a big mouthful of sea water with a taste of rust. When he reacted, he immediately shut up.
But Bifang was in a bad mood now. He grabbed Yamamoto's head and gave him a knee strike in the water.
Yamamoto's nose was broken instantly, and his blood floated in the sea, mixing with the dolphin blood.
In severe pain, Yamamoto's eyes turned white.
The best swimmer in Taiji Town couldn't even last two strokes before he fell into a drowning coma.
Bifang didn't want to kill anyone, so he twisted Yamamoto's wrist, turned him over with a spin, and dragged the guy back to the bottom of the boat. Bifang grabbed the long pole and pried it hard.
The fourth ship was also breached, and blood was overflowing from the bottom of the ship. If the audience did not know in advance that it was dolphin blood, they would have thought it was a scene from a horror movie.
After overturning four fishing boats in a row, the somewhat exhausted Bifang grabbed the edge of the boat and pulled Yamamoto onto the boat.
The wet red sea water rushed down along his bulging muscles like a stream rushing among the rocks. He gasped for breath and wiped the blood off the ends of his hair.
The fishermen on the shore were all stunned. This was not a mountain ghost at all, but a person!
"A fugitive?"
"It's not a mountain ghost!"
"What does he want to do?"
"One person, only one person."
Bifang seemed not to hear the fishermen's whispers. He stepped on Yamamoto's chest and pressed hard. A large amount of blood immediately flowed out of Yamamoto's mouth and nose. He couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the sea water he had just choked on.
Yamamoto opened his eyes in confusion, and his face turned pale the moment he saw Bifang clearly. He rolled and crawled off the fishing boat. At this time, the fourth fishing boat was about to sink. In a panic, Yamamoto jumped into the sea and swam towards the shore.
"Stop! Don't move!"
Shouts came from not far away, and Matsumoto Kiyonaga and others finally ran down the mountain, walked around for a long time and arrived at Dolphin Bay.
They didn't dare jump directly into the sea from the cliff.
Bifang acted as if he didn't hear anything. He grabbed a spear from the ground and looked back at the only two remaining fishing boats.
The sounds of fishermen jumping into the water continued to be heard, and the fishermen jumped into the water to escape.
What a joke, Yamamoto has lost, how can they fight?
Bifang ignored the shouts of the police who had not yet arrived behind him, jumped off the boat and went into the sea again.
