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... sky was already a little dark.

Dark clouds gathered above the sea, indicating that tomorrow would not be a good day.

Today, Ning Fei did not encounter any swordfish species, let alone a top-grade species like the bluefin tuna.

“Continue to look for bluefin tuna tomorrow.”

“I talked to the fishermen today. A few days ago, someone saw a bluefin tuna. It was almost three meters long, but it ran too fast, so no one caught it.”

“Tomorrow is a rainy day. It’s ju ...

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