Returning to 1990, Starting with a Big Catch

Feng Ye just wanted to save someone who had fallen into the sea, but he didn't expect to drag himself down with them, returning to 1990.

He also wanted to do business with the Russians, t...

Chapter 881 A Bloody Feast

After a pause, Feng Ye continued, "I should have thought of that earlier, but I was too nervous just now and my thoughts didn't keep up."

Qin Aijun patted him on the shoulder: "It's not too late now, as long as we can lure them away."

A short while later, Xiao Chen returned with a pistol that had been reloaded with bullets.

"Give me."

Feng Ye reached out and took the pistol.

Hao Aiguo teased, "Little Feng, you didn't accidentally shoot the bullets off course again, did you?"

"Yeah, Xiao Feng, you have a history of this. You had a shaky hand before and missed hitting the swordfish's eye."

"How about we call out the guy who's in charge of the boat? He's a good shot."

"Yes, let's not waste bullets."

"Hey, you guys are really something. Just let Xiao Feng have his fun. Once he messes up, you can always find someone else."

The others joined in, making light of the situation.

"Don't underestimate us. How could we possibly miss such a big target?"

Feng Ye rolled his eyes at them, "Don't worry, just watch me give them a shot."

The sharks and sailfish following behind were not as big as the two large fish on the boat, but they were still quite large and not far away.

That's a huge target!

His marksmanship isn't great, especially with pistols, but I really don't believe he's so bad that he can't hit anything.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ye raised his pistol and aimed at the nearest sailfish.

The goal is simply to make them bleed, so there's no need to aim for vital areas.

He was aiming at the sailfish's body.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, the bullet slicing through the air and hitting the sailfish precisely.

The sailfish, stung by the sting, struggled and writhed violently.

Meanwhile, the blood spread across the seawater, like a blood-red flower blooming on a blue canvas.

The stench of blood quickly filled the seawater.

Almost instantly, the sharks seemed to have smelled the most tempting food signal, and they all turned around and rushed towards the injured sailfish.

The sharks, their dorsal fins exposed, darted swiftly through the water, creating trails of white spray.

The sailfish seemed to sense the approaching danger and frantically thrashed its large, oar-like tail, trying to escape the sharks' pursuit.

It was extremely fast, leaving a long trail of water behind it.

Unfortunately, there are so many sharks, they are everywhere, and the strong smell of blood makes them even more frenzied.

Soon, the sharks surrounded the sailfish, opened their gaping maws, and charged forward to tear at its body.

Their sharp teeth are like blades, easily tearing apart the sailfish's body.

The sailfish was not to be outdone; its sharp upper jaw, like a sword, also lunged at the shark.

Unfortunately, the sailfish was outnumbered and outmatched; two fists could not defeat four hands.

If it can take care of the head, it can't take care of the rear; if it can take care of the rear, it can't take care of the head.

Before long, the sailfish was at a disadvantage, its body covered in wounds, and blood kept gushing from its body, turning the surrounding seawater dark red.

However, it wasn't entirely without success; several sharks were also stabbed by its upper jaw and suffered injuries of varying degrees, their blood spreading in the seawater.

The pervasive blood emitted an even stronger, more pungent odor, which further aroused the other sharks.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere on the sea, and a chaotic battle began.

The sharks were no longer just attacking the sailfish, but also the injured sharks.

They tore at each other, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.

Everyone who witnessed this life-or-death struggle was deeply shocked and exclaimed in amazement.

"Holy crap, this is spectacular! It's like a scene from a movie!"

"I didn't expect that Xiao Feng's method would actually work; they really started fighting."

"Yes, this method really works; they actually started killing each other."

Everyone discussed it excitedly, and their tense mood relaxed considerably.

Feng Ye also breathed a sigh of relief, and a gratified smile appeared on his face as he looked at the chaotic scene below.

"It seems this trick works. Once the shark and the sailfish start fighting, they don't have time to follow us."

As he spoke, he pressed on and raised his pistol again.

There was only one sailfish being attacked, but there were several more following behind.

Without hesitation, he fired all the remaining bullets from his gun, giving each of the sailfish that followed him at least one bullet.

The sharks were too busy tearing apart the sailfish they had attacked earlier and their injured companion to care about this.

However, Feng Ye was completely relieved.

These sailfish are injured and bleeding, and it's only a matter of time before they are caught up and torn apart by sharks.

Sure enough, not long afterward, the sailfish that had been injured were also targeted by sharks.

The sharks, like a pack of hungry wolves, pounced on the wounded sailfish.

The once calm sea was now disrupted, with fish fins darting about and tails swaying everywhere.

"Xiao Feng, keep going, give the sharks a few shots too, let them fight like dogs and get all mixed up."

Qin Aijun shouted excitedly.

Everyone burst into laughter, their previous worry and tension gone.

Feng Ye raised his reloaded pistol and aimed it at the shark.

After several more gunshots, the battle on the sea intensified.

Sharks and sailfish tumble and collide in the seawater, fighting fiercely. Fish are constantly injured and defeated in this battle, and are then torn apart and eaten by other sharks.

The blood continued to spread in the seawater, only to be diluted immediately.

Seeing that the danger had passed, Qin Aijun simply had Yao He stop the yacht.

Everyone leaned over the railing, watching the fierce melee with great interest.

"Fantastic! Absolutely fantastic! It's even more exciting than watching a movie!"

"Yes, such a rare scene, a once-in-a-lifetime event, I guess I'll never forget it for the rest of my life."

"Look at that great white shark, it got stung by a sailfish, it's done for."

"That sailfish is in a bad situation, surrounded by sharks. It probably won't last long before it's all over."

"Oh dear, look over there, several more sharks are coming."

"Not only that, look here, and there, aren't there sharks everywhere?"

"Holy crap, there must be dozens of sharks here!"

"That looks like a lot, probably more than 50..."

Everyone pointed and talked excitedly, their excitement evident in their expressions.

As the battle continued, more and more sharks and sailfish were injured, and the smell of blood in the seawater grew stronger.

This attracted even more sharks from all directions to join the bloody feast.

As more sharks joined the fray, the scale of the battle grew larger and the fighting became increasingly fierce.

The sea was like a boiling pot, with fish fins flapping and water splashing everywhere, and screams and the sound of the surging waves mingling together.

The sea here has become a meat grinder, and countless lives will perish here.