Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

"If you hadn't run away and had stalled for time with that college student, we would have caught you red-handed and wouldn't have had to chase you all the way to the warehouse."

That college student won't be beaten so badly that he suffers broken bones or serious injuries.

Wang Xu won't die either!

Bai Zhan's voice grew softer and softer, but his killing intent intensified.

The refined-looking man with glasses trembled with fear, kowtowing even harder until blood seeped from his forehead: "I was wrong! I was really wrong! Brother Bai, you can hit me, you can scold me, just please don't kill me! I can still work, I can help you keep watch at night, I can help you find supplies, I'm useful!"

Bai Zhan stood up and walked step by step toward the refined-looking man with glasses.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath, and no one dared to make a sound.

Sun Chengwu leaned against the bulkhead, observing coldly, showing no intention of intervening.

That kind of refined, bespectacled man is a degenerate scoundrel; he deserves to die.

Bai Zhan walked up to the refined-looking man with glasses and knelt down. The man was so frightened that he went limp, unable even to kowtow, muttering repeatedly, "No...no..."

"You can live if you want," Bai Zhan's voice was soft, but it was like a knife stabbing into the heart of the refined, bespectacled man. "But you'll have to pay the price for running away."

The refined-looking man with glasses asked in a trembling voice, "What am I supposed to do?"

Bai Zhan said fiercely, "Put your hand out!"

The refined-looking man with glasses pleaded in terror, "No...no!"

Bai Zhan shouted, "Pull his hand out!"

Several henchmen rushed forward, grabbed the refined-looking man with glasses, and forcibly pulled his hand out, pressing it down with his fingers spread wide.

Bai Zhan took out a steel pipe and pressed it vertically onto his little finger.

Bai Zhan said, "You killed someone, and this finger is to remind you of the crime you committed."

From today onwards, you will do the hardest and most tiring work.

"If you dare to run, I swear, no matter where you go, I'll bring you back and tear you to pieces!"

After Bai Zhan finished speaking, he picked up another steel pipe and slammed it down on the vertical steel pipe.

clang!

A metallic clanging sound rang out, and the refined-looking man with glasses let out a scream as one of his fingers flew out and landed right in the fire.

call!

The fuel that fuels the flames is fuel oil.

The moment a finger touched it, flames immediately ignited, and soon the oil began to ooze out.

"what!"

The refined-looking man with glasses clutched his fingers and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Bai Zhan looked at Sun Chengwu and said calmly, "I'd appreciate it if you could help treat and bandage his hand, Brother Sun. Don't let him die, or it would be too easy for him."

Bai Zhan left.

Sun Chengwu stepped forward and squatted down in front of the refined-looking man with glasses.

He appeared calm, but in reality, he had already labeled Bai Zhan as extremely dangerous.

This guy, he can change his attitude in an instant.

They were also extremely ruthless.

Although it was a refined, bespectacled man, Sun Chengwu was very wary of this ruthlessness.

Sun Chengwu didn't give the refined-looking man with glasses any medication. He simply found a white T-shirt, tore it into strips, and poured hot water on the wound to clean off the surface dirt.

The refined-looking man with glasses groaned in pain, "Brother Sun, Brother Sun, be gentle."

Sun Chengwu ignored him and pressed the hot, sterilized cloth strip against the base of his severed little finger.

"what!"

The refined-looking man with glasses let out another scream, his eyes rolling back in pain as he rolled on the ground.

Sun Chengwu stood up, dried his hands, and said, "Don't get the wound wet. It's cold here, so it shouldn't get infected, but it will heal more slowly."

I've been busy all night, and it's getting cold.

Sun Chengwu was about to go back to sleep for a while when he saw a woman in her thirties wrapped up like a dumpling blocking the aisle.

"Make way."

Sun Chengwu stepped aside and passed by her.

As the two passed each other, the woman grabbed his hand, her eyes pleading, "Young man, I know you have a kind heart, can you help me?"

Sun Chengwu withdrew his hand and coldly replied, "Sorry, I can't."

He wouldn't gamble his own chance at life on someone else's kindness.

The woman asked loudly, "Aren't you a doctor?"

What happened to the promise of doctors saving lives?

You're not fit to be a doctor!

Sun Chengwu said, "Doctors are not living bodhisattvas either."

Saving lives depends on the circumstances.

If you're thinking of taking advantage of my kindness, you'd better not.

The woman seemed to be driven to desperation, and stepped forward to hug Sun Chengwu, saying, "I won't take advantage of you for free, I can sleep with you."

Her breath was white, frost had formed on her eyelashes, and her face was red from the cold; it had already cracked from the cold in just one night.

Even in the old society, let alone in the current situation, Sun Chengwu would not be moved by a woman like her.

The woman cried out, "I just need some food and to warm myself by the fire."

Sun Chengwu entered the cabin and slammed the door shut, cutting off the woman's next words.

The old man looked up at Sun Chengwu; he had overheard everything outside. He asked, "Isn't this a romantic encounter offered to you? Aren't you tempted?"

Sun Chengwu calmly replied, "Whether it's a romantic encounter or a disaster, who knows?"

At this point, the woman sought help from another person, a young man who had been following Bai Zhan.

The young man and the woman talked for a long time. The young man took out half a pancake and a cookie from his pocket and handed them to the woman.

The woman tore open the packaging, wolfed down the food, and then followed the young man outside.

Sun Chengwu didn't like to comment on others, so he just frowned when he saw this scene and sat down.

Su Wanqing handed over a loaf of bread, curled up in the corner, and stared at Sun Chengwu with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Because she remembered that she was also a woman.

Will Sun Chengwu ask her to do these things in the future?

Sun Chengwu took a couple of bites of bread when he heard arguing outside. The woman and the young man had returned.

The young man kept pulling at the woman, shouting something.

The woman pushed the young man and argued her case.

Gao Yang opened the door a crack and started eating.

The young man shouted, "That was an accident! Let's do it again!"

The woman said impatiently, "I've said it once, and that's it. It's your fault for being so incompetent; you finished in just a few seconds."

"Want to come again? Okay, bring out the food!"

The young man's face turned red. "I told you, it was an accident!"

Shame and indignation even outweighed anger at the woman's infidelity.

The woman scoffed, "No means no. What excuses are you making? Don't bother me, get lost!"

The young man grabbed the woman's clothes. "No, you can't leave! If you're not going to stay with me, then give my food back!"

The woman pushed the young man aside and loudly proclaimed to the crowd, "Everyone, be the judge! I made a deal with this good-for-nothing. He gave me food, and I'll help him this once."

After he went out, he finished in a little while.

Is this my fault?

Everyone heard these words, and their gazes toward the young man were filled with mockery, amusement, and disdain.

The young man's face turned pale and then red. Suddenly, he broke off an icicle hanging from the cabin door and stabbed it viciously into the woman's neck.

puff...

The woman covered her neck and turned her head away in terror.

Blood kept oozing from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground.