Return to the small fishing village of 1982

Anyway, he would advertise his own fresh-catch boat first.

He knew that the profit from shrimp fishing was also huge. The resources in the fishing grounds here were really rich. There were not only the four major economic fish, but also many other fishing seasons that changed throughout the year.

His fresh-catch boat, except for collecting cargo every two days, was docked at the dock all the time. It would be even better if he could get more business.

He would try his best to save the situation. Anyway, he

Everyone felt very compassionate about the bet, 1:1, and gave a 0.1 winning rate.

However, the water elements and ice in the surrounding water vapor could not make his fire elements attach independently. How could he produce a fire tornado?

Zhang Liao said softly, and after a long sigh of relief, he looked around. These Bingzhou wolf riders who followed him were no longer as majestic as they were in the past.

Chen Shouzhuo tried it, and everything could be put into the storage bag, except the stone tablet he got, which could not be put in at all.

Yan Luoluo and his men are not walking in a straight line. Today they may be in the south and tomorrow they may be in the north. The exploiting class cannot guard against them. If they are caught doing bad things, they will be beaten up and unable to get out of bed for a month.

Sean's eyes were cold. Without any hesitation, he flicked his finger again, and a beam of light swept out, directly hitting Xu Xiu's dantian in the horrified eyes.

This is the dirty air that everything a person encounters in his life, all the food he eats, all the spiritual energy absorbed by cultivation, all of it.

I don't know why he ran to Tianxingjian Sect. He is not from the brigade. Maybe he wants to take advantage of the fire?

The taxi driver stopped at the airport. Fu Niannian took Lu Wu to exchange the tickets and then went to the waiting room.

This is a foreign country. Whether it is embezzlement or collusion, it has nothing to do with them in public or private.

Bo Jinye sat on the sofa, tapping his legs, and raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man who was talking, his third uncle Bo Zhengsong.

"Uncle Tao, you..." Li Nian was frightened by the manager's actions. Even her father had to treat the manager well. When had he ever seen such a scene?

As for Lin Yi, it was just the opposite. Although he had been in Nanyang City for more than a month, he rarely went out. It was not because he was a homebody, but mainly because he was too lazy. Generally, if there was nothing important, he would not bother to go out.

In front of Su Yu was a bowl of rice, a plate of fried pork belly with green onions, a plate of steamed carp, a plate of braised three fresh vegetables, and a bowl of shrimp and egg drop soup.

Therefore, the old man in white couldn't help but guess that this might be a master from outside forces, but it was certain that he had only one goal - to kill the young master of the Qinghong Gang.

"Don't blame me for this. Who let you have so many things that make people jealous?" The girl admitted that she was jealous, very jealous.

"I just followed my captain! To save my companions." Molando pointed at the man on the execution platform.

When Bo Jinye and Jiang Huan returned to the apartment, they found Lian Lang curled up on the sofa. Suddenly, he was not used to the fact that this show-off was no longer talking to him.

That night, a fire broke out in the leader's residence. The fire spread to Cejun's yard. Cejun failed to run out and died in the fire.

Everyone who got off the plane was also blinded by the light, and even many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

With this idea in mind, Lumao was delighted, and the wind under his feet was blowing, rushing towards Song Ming step by step.

Immediately, he mastered this sword technique, but Li Changlin only mastered the fur at this time. He wanted to achieve the kind of magical skill that could kill people thousands of miles away, and he didn't know when he would have to practice to achieve this requirement.

Luke also nodded at him. Although he was not familiar with him, he knew that he was one of the first soldiers who returned to Henrik for treatment with serious injuries. In this case, he could usually apply to stay in the local area and find a sinecure. His willingness to come back proved that he was a good soldier with ideas and fighting spirit. If the commander was willing to train him, he would be happy to see it happen.