In the rush, Long Yan only had time to squeeze a hard round ball in his palm, and the whole person fell towards the abyss, with scattered wood chips hitting Long Yan's face, adding insult to injury.
"Damn!"
Long Yan cursed to himself, and at this critical moment, his gaze caught sight of the wooden cabinet beside him.
"I can only gamble once!"
Clenching his teeth, Long Yan stamped heavily on top of the wooden cabinet, using this force to soar high like a Dapeng spreading its wings. However, with such impact, Long Yan clearly didn't dare to directly touch the fishing line with his hand.
Long Yan didn't even have time to see what he grabbed, he just roughly stuffed it into his chest and shouted.
"Magic Gun!"
