Han Fei felt the sea breeze blow past, in which there was a tinge of sadness.
Han Fei took a deep breath. "Sister Jia'er, ram our boat at theirs."
"Han Fei, there are many of them, but we run faster than them. We can run away."
"No! He has insulted me and caused great harm to my heart. Just hit them."
Chen Jia'er rolled her eyes. Since the younger brother became fat, he wasn't as cute as before. Whoever mentioned the word 'fat' would annoy him.
However, Chen Jia'er was not afraid. Although the other party had a lot of people, they could still run if there was any danger. After all, their ship was better.
Seeing the white fishing boat rushing towards them, a man opposite immediately yelled, "Fatty, are you crazy? We just want your fish. Do you have to fight us so desperately?"
"Who are you calling fat?"
With a bang, before the other party had any time to escape, the ship ran into theirs.