Fang Hao felt like he was dreaming.
He had thought that he wouldn't fish up any more parts from the plane, but unexpectedly... he suddenly fished up a wing.
Now that both wings were fished up, it also indirectly proved there was still something below.
The live streaming room was exceptionally lively.
After fishing up the other wing, everyone became very excited.
They were howling, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"I just knew the host would fish up more parts of the plane, you all didn't believe me before."
"Another wing, now we can just make a pair."
"Host, even the wings come in pairs, why don't you have one yet?"
"Host: ???"
"Ga ha ha ha, brother, you've been shot in the heart with cardamom."
"Ha ha ha ha, single Hao is hit hard."
"But seriously, fishing up another wing means it's still possible to fish up other parts."
"We're still missing a fuselage."
"If we could fish up the fuselage, that would be awesome."
