Then came the second bag.
Then the third.
Qin Ya was dumbfounded.
She stood on the staff's boat and didn't react until the third bag dropped.
"Pei Zhu, are you crazy?!" Qin Ya shouted, "That's our fish! Why are you throwing it at the other boat?"
Su Feifei's head finally popped out from the crowd as Huang Ling slid the last bag over.
"It's Su Feifei!" Xiao He immediately shouted in excitement!
Su Feifei's lips curled up, and she nodded. She walked up to the wooden board. As soon as she went over, everyone saw that she was pulling more than a dozen ropes in her hand.
At the end of the rope were a few people on the boat who wanted to cry but had no tears.
Both of their hands were being guided. They were forced to form a long line. If they pulled the rope, they would crash into each other!
Qin Ya's eyes widened, and she found it difficult to breathe.
Was this woman a demon?
How did she manage to catch up?!
