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At night, a big net fell from the sky, covering Qingyuan City. Under the moonlight, there was silence all around. Ouyang Xiaxue sat dejectedly on the edge of the fish pond. He swung the rod several times in succession, but no fish took the bait. He sighed softly and looked at Rogge blankly. Rogge is not as anxious as Xia Xue. He has his own understanding of fishing. Fishing is originally a matter of interest. The hobby lies in fishing, not just for the fish. Moreover, the fish in the fish pond must be weighed after being caught, and the price is several times higher than the price in the fish market. Not worth it! Rogge was holding a cigarette and staring at the fish pond, his eyes suddenly flashed.
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