100: Old friends from the Jianghu

His mind was racing, but it didn't affect the movements of his hands.

Just then, Gao Xiaofan looked to the left. A tree was teetering, yet it still stood firm amidst the mud waves, emitting a faint green light.

A camera? Green light? That meant it was connected to the livestream room.

Gao Xiaofan looked excited. If he was seen by the camera, wouldn't he be saved?

His right arm slowly guided the rods, leaning towards the left.

The Giant Tortoise, feeling the pain in its mouth, instinctively followed the tip of the rod and slowly moved forward, rushing downstream with the mud waves.

As he slowly drew closer, Gao Xiaofan grew excited.

Closer, closer!

The rod tip had already appeared within the camera's field of view. Gao Xiaofan was thrilled, but the movements of his hands remained steady, without the slightest tremor.

Once he got close, Gao Xiaofan's expression froze.

The green light vanished, replaced by a rapid, flashing red light.

The signal was cut? Motherf*cker.

At this moment, Gao Xiaofan wanted to weep but had no tears. Before he could act, the Giant Tortoise beneath his feet seemed unable to withstand the impact of the debris flow and suddenly surged downstream.

I'm never filming for a program again!!!

Gao Xiaofan could only squat on the Giant Tortoise, drifting with the current.

No one could withstand the impact of a debris flow, not even the Giant Tortoise beneath his feet.

Gao Xiaofan could only tighten the rods from time to time to act as a brake.

If he had known, he should have gone upstream where the waves were smaller to find a chance to get ashore. Now, look at this—all for the sake of a camera.

Everything was fine, but now he couldn't go back...

Gao Xiaofan wanted to give himself a slap, but his left arm didn't react at all. At this moment, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He didn't know how far he had gone or how long it had been. He only knew that the battery in his headlamp was dead and dawn was approaching. In his frustration, he threw it away.

To hell with not littering.

Watching the scenery change under the constant scouring of the mud waves into a complete mess, Gao Xiaofan had no idea where he was anymore.

A "buzzing" sound reached his ears.

A ripple of emotion finally appeared on Gao Xiaofan's numb face.

A helicopter! Holy sh*t, the sound of a helicopter!

Did that old boy Cheng Yan finally remember me?

Gao Xiaofan looked up at the sky, only to see a helicopter flying away in the distance.

Are you f*cking blind? Look over here! Damn it!

Gao Xiaofan stood there speechless, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

"Turtle brother, you don't want your mouth to keep hurting, do you? Let's work hard and push forward."

After Gao Xiaofan muttered to himself, he slowly pulled the rods behind him. The Giant Tortoise reluctantly turned its body and began to swim vigorously upstream.

"Keep going! Keep going! Victory is just ahead!" Gao Xiaofan kept cheering for the Giant Tortoise beneath his feet.

With hope, everything becomes different.

He didn't know how long they had been traveling, but the sun had already risen. Facing the sun, he squinted his eyes, and his body began to feel a hint of warmth.

However, he was reaching his limit. Cold mud flows would splash onto him from time to time. As the water on his body dried, the sand would naturally fall off, only for another wave to hit him moments later.

Looking at the warm sun, he felt incredibly sleepy.

"Buzzing~"

Was it a hallucination? Gao Xiaofan opened his drooping eyelids, but there was nothing.

"Buzzing~"

It wasn't a hallucination; it was getting closer and closer.

Gao Xiaofan opened his eyes and looked at the black dot appearing in the distance.

He smiled. Good heavens, they were finally here... While Zhao Yuling was still in a daze, Zhao Fu had already climbed to the back of the cabin, fastened two rope buckles to himself, opened the cabin door, and waited quietly.

At this moment, Zhao Fu had an uncontrollable smile on his face.

The helicopter was very fast and arrived above Gao Xiaofan in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Fu leaped down along the rope, suspended in the air as the mud waves below continuously lashed out.

Gao Xiaofan looked at Zhao Fu, feeling a bit surprised.

"Good heavens, it's you! My Brother Quan is still as badass as ever."

"Not as badass as you, Brother Fan," Zhao Fu said as he handed over a rope buckle.

Gao Xiaofan was stunned. This was the first time Intentional Punch had called him Brother Fan. Previously, it had always been Brother Wo Zi, or rather, he had always addressed him by his TikTok ID.

Because his ID was "Brother Wo Zi," not just "Wo Zi."

Zhao Fu kept lengthening the rope until he was level with Gao Xiaofan, then he began to fasten the rope buckle onto him.

He saw it—Gao Xiaofan's left arm was hanging limp; it was likely broken.

After being tied up, Gao Xiaofan gestured with his chin toward the Giant Tortoise beneath him and said.

"Help me take my rods off, and I'll go remove the hook from him."

Zhao Fu was taken aback, then nodded. Just as he was about to help unfasten the straps, he felt the rope buckles on both of them tighten.

Gao Xiaofan and Zhao Fu stared in a daze at the scene before them.

The Giant Tortoise beneath them suddenly jerked its head, shaking off the fish hook. It glanced back at Gao Xiaofan before diving into the sea of mud and vanishing.

Gao Xiaofan's mouth hung open as he allowed the winch on the helicopter to pull him up.

Zhao Fu, meanwhile, kept helping him reel in the rods in his hand. Soon, Zhao Fu nudged him.

Gao Xiaofan withdrew his dazed gaze and turned to look.

He saw a long set of main lines remaining on the rod tip, which Zhao Fu had already neatly coiled. In Zhao Fu's hand was the set of hooks.

The hook points were sharp, without the slightest sign of deformation.

Gao Xiaofan was completely bewildered, but before he could react, the two of them had already been pulled up.

Looking at Qiu Gu and Zhao Yuling, Gao Xiaofan felt like he was dreaming. Then, he hurriedly looked at Qiu Gu.

"Is Xiushui Village okay?"

Everyone was stunned, and the people in the livestream room were also stunned.

"I'm crying. Brother Wo Zi is still thinking about xiushui village at a time like this."

"Brother Wo Zi is thinking about xiushui village, but what about the xiushui village Program Production Crew? What are they thinking about?"

"Brother Wo Zi, it's not worth it..."

Qiu Gu's eyes were filled with tears as he nodded.

"It's fine, everyone is fine, everyone is safe."

Gao Xiaofan smiled upon hearing this and let out a sigh of relief.

"As long as everyone is okay."

"Xiaofan, your arm..." Zhao Yuling finally couldn't help but ask.

In the camera frame, Gao Xiaofan's left arm hung limp, swaying gently with the movement of the helicopter.

"It's nothing. Coming back alive is better than anything."

Gao Xiaofan glanced at his left arm, gave a bitter smile, and spoke as if it didn't matter.

Hearing this and seeing the bruises and streaks of blood on Gao Xiaofan's bare torso, Zhao Yuling couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hand. Her nose felt stingy, and her eyes filled with tears.

Everyone in the livestream room stared blankly at Gao Xiaofan on the screen.

As the camera zoomed in, the limp left arm, the bruises, the streaks of blood, and the utter exhaustion on his face were all displayed in the livestream room.

"My god, what on earth did he go through??"

"He literally waded a path out of a debris flow alive. What do you think he went through!!!"

"Will Brother Wo Zi be unable to fish in the future? This looks like a comminuted fracture."

Zhao Fu unfastened the rope buckles from both of them and patted his right shoulder.

"Brother Fan, quite the Solitary shadow on a cold river."

Gao Xiaofan glanced at everyone, then smiled at the camera Zhao Yuling was holding.

"Quite the old friend of the martial world~"

After saying that, he collapsed headfirst.