This time, Qin Lin's fishing rod movement was indeed a little violent.
Even with his grip tight on the rod, it wobbled wildly, as if trying to escape his grasp.
Immediately after, he felt a strong force from the fishing rod that almost slipped out of his hand. In order to hold the fishing rod tightly, he was pulled a step forward.
"Big goods! Boss Qin, quickly swim the fish." Chen Shengfei subconsciously shouted as he stared at the fishing line.
As a fishing enthusiast, whether it was himself or the people around him, they could not help but feel excited when they caught something big.
Qin Lin still knew what it meant to be a fisherman. Usually, one couldn't relax before catching a big fish. Many people caught big fish because they were careless.
Wasn't there news online that a young man caught a big fish? Not only did the fish not come up, but he also lost his fishing rod and went into the water himself.