Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Old Yang.

They remembered their recent health problems and how Sun Chengwu had suddenly provided them with a large amount of krill and vegetarian food.

It turned out that it was saving their lives.

In other words, what Lao Yang took away was not just food, but also their lives!

Old Yang was already the target of everyone's hatred, and now everyone hates him even more. The way they look at him has changed from dissatisfaction to a threat.

If they could, they even considered secretly sinking Old Yang into the sea so they could save their food.

After Sun Chengwu finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Alright, everyone, don't look so grim. Our brother is leaving, so let's send him off happily."

Why are you all looking so serious? Smile!

Sun Chengwu looked at the bald man and said, "Hey, bald man, why aren't you smiling?"

Come on, give me some face and smile!

The bald man twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace.

Sun Chengwu nodded in satisfaction. "Okay, that's more like it. Everyone, eat up, eat more, because if we eat tonight, there won't be any more to eat later."

I'm a little tired, I'm going back to rest now.

After Sun Chengwu finished speaking, he turned and left.

As soon as he left, the bald man turned around and angrily walked towards Old Yang and the others.

I've held back for three days, but I finally couldn't take it anymore today.

He stared at Old Yang's face and asked, "Old Yang, explain yourself. We all came here together, promising to share hardships and face death together. What the hell do you mean by wanting to desert now and take our food with you?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Old Yang said, "This is Xiao Wu's decision. Don't ask me, go ask him."

Baldy was furious, his face full of surprise and sarcasm. "Xiao Wu cares about his brothers and gives you food. I went to find him. What did he do wrong?"

You've already gotten the benefits and you're still stirring up trouble. I don't think you're any good. Do you even deserve the title of "brother"?

The person behind Old Yang argued irrationally, "Does that mean we have to keep dying?"

His third brother just died. What was the relationship between his third brother and Xiao Wu? He didn't shed a single tear.

In his eyes, what kind of brothers are we?

He deliberately sent us to our deaths!

The bald man touched his smooth head, rubbed it vigorously, and asked, "Your brothers' lives are lives, but ours aren't, right?"

My brother's mother died too; she died on the icebreaker.

David's feet are gone too.

"In your opinion, this isn't fate?"

Someone in Lao Yang's team shouted, "Did you guys insist on going on the icebreaker? If you die, who can you blame? You deserve it!"

Upon hearing this, Old Yang first tried to stop him, "Hey, you..."

But it was too late; the words had already been spoken.

The bald man's eyes instantly turned red, and he immediately charged towards Old Yang and the others, yelling, "Go to hell, I'll kill you!"

Baldy's brothers also rushed forward together.

Seeing this, Williams immediately stepped forward to stop Old Yang and the others, saying, "Hey, don't fight, don't hurt each other, calm down."

They appeared to be trying to break up the fight, but in reality, they were the ones stopping Lao Yang's men, and they would secretly give them a couple of stabs.

While the fighting raged outside, Guan Fulin and David lay in their tent, peeling shrimp and watching the battle unfold.

Old Ma asked Richard, "Aren't we going to stop them?"

Richard shook his head and said, "Eat more, so you don't run out of food later. Let them fight; it won't kill anyone."

Richard didn't know if anyone would die, after all, these Russians were ruthless.

But he didn't want to be the bad guy.

Old Yang and his gang really went too far this time, especially with what they just said; anyone who heard it would want to punch someone.

After beating him for a full half hour, the bald man finally spat on Old Yang's face. He wiped the blood from his mouth and cursed, "You ungrateful wretches! If it weren't for Xiao Wu's sake, I would have beaten you all to death right now!"

Old Yang covered his head, curled up, and dared not move.

He had been hit countless times; every part of his body ached.

The other brothers were also covered in bruises; none of them were unharmed.

This beating was completely unexpected; even Lao Yang didn't expect these people to attack so suddenly.

Old Yang lay on the ground, groaning and moaning.

The other brothers begged for mercy, but as soon as they opened their mouths, someone slapped them across the face with the sole of a shoe.

They were all wearing spiked shoes, and this blow tore open their mouths, leaving them speechless.

Richard saw that they had almost beaten someone to death before he led his men forward and said, "What are you doing? Stop it! Why are you fighting your own brothers? What kind of behavior is this?"

Go, pull them apart!

Several brothers behind him rushed forward and separated the two sides.

Baldy and Williams, having vented their anger, retreated in coordination.

The venue was quickly cleared out.

Richard stepped forward, squatted down, looked at Old Yang, and said helplessly, "Old Yang, why did you do this? Why did you get into a fight with them?"

These white and black people are all underdeveloped monkeys, and you... sigh, aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Old Yang glared at Richard.

He could easily see that Richard was deliberately trying to disgust him.

Old Yang covered his mouth, his mouth opened, and blood flowed out.

He wiped it, his resentful gaze sweeping over them, and said, "You guys are ruthless!"

Richard didn't say much, he just helped Old Yang up and said, "Hey, with your mouths like that, can you still eat?"

The krill are cooking over there, shall I bring you some?

Old Yang's mouth hurts whenever he moves; he's lost three teeth and speaks with a lisp.

Forget about eating, he's in so much pain he probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Looking back at the other brothers, the one in the worst condition had a large hole in his face from a spiked shoe, and blood was constantly flowing down.

The others were also covered in blood, having taken a lot of beatings.

He was speechless.

Seeing this, Richard said helplessly, "It looks like you won't be able to eat it. How about this, I'll get you some meat, and we can cook it a little longer to make meat soup."

You guys should eat some meat soup and take good care of your injuries.

By the way, are you still leaving?

If you're leaving, I'll see you off.

Old Yang's lips twitched, which aggravated his wound, causing him to feel a sharp pain that made his vision go black.

With injuries like this, where can you go?

We must not die on the way.

But if we don't leave, that's admitting defeat. What good will it do us if we stay?

A difficult choice.

Seeing that Old Yang remained silent, Richard sighed and said, "Old Yang, I know you don't want to leave. Why don't you stay? We're all brothers, and no one will make things difficult for you."

After that, I'll keep an eye on things and make sure those white pigs don't get close to you.

You guys should be careful and avoid contact with them, or you might get beaten up.

In other words, we will definitely make things difficult for you, and it has nothing to do with me if you get beaten up. Staying here will definitely get you beaten up.