บท 1947: Fishing for a Foreigner

Lin Yi didn't move. He stood on the spot with a faint smile on his face. "Do you think you have the ability?"

"It might be difficult to deal with others, but it's not a problem to deal with you."

"F*ck off!"

The sailor cursed in Shianggangnese and didn't say anything else. He raised the stun rod in his hand and stabbed at Lin Yi.

Whack!

Lin Yi casually reached out and grabbed the man's neck.

He then lifted him into the air!

The sailor's face turned red, and the rod in his hand fell to the ground. He grabbed Lin Yi's arm with both hands and kept kicking his legs, trying to break free from the restraints, but in the end, he realized that it was useless.

It was also at this moment that he realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have.

This man was more powerful than he had imagined. He was not someone he could deal with.

"Continental pig, quickly put me down!"