Chapter 672 Torture



Song Yan did not answer him, but handed the two steel guns back to Peng Changjun.

The three backpacks carried nearly forty pounds of items, plus two guns. His own backpack, however, was not heavy.

As the saying goes, no journey is easy with a light load, especially when it involves climbing mountains. Peng Changjun didn't think he could carry it all.

But Song Yan's hand slowly rested on his right shoulder.

Even though Peng Changjun didn't study medicine, he knew that his shoulder joint was repeatedly dislocating in a short period of time, and that arm would probably be ruined.

Peng Changjun estimated that there were too few bullets, so Song Yan took a box of bullets from the car.

These bullets, plus the magazines, weigh several pounds...

Song Yan led the way, with Shen Ruomei and Leng Kexin following behind.

The last one is Peng Changjun.

He was now consumed by deep self-reproach; the magazine was clearly still in the car! He hadn't seen it.

If I had seen the bullet earlier, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state now!

Now that Song Yan has removed the gun parts, having bullets is pointless.

This mountain is lush with trees and wildflowers everywhere. The breeze carries a fresh scent.

The three women climbed the mountain empty-handed and gradually began to feel relaxed and content.

Peng Changjun, who was walking behind, became more and more tired. He was carrying more than 50 kilograms of belongings.

He barely slept a wink last night and just got a beating. At first, Peng Changjun thought he could barely keep up with them.

In just half an hour, he felt like he couldn't walk anymore.

Actually, the sun isn't at its strongest yet, so it's not unbearably hot. But he's sweating profusely.

"I can't go on anymore, I can't walk anymore!" Peng Changjun plopped down on the ground.

Song Yan looked back at him, then turned around and walked downstairs.

When Peng Changjun saw Song Yan's gaze fixed on him, he began to feel uneasy.

Song Yan drew closer and closer.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now!" Peng Changjun stood up, picked up his things, and left.

Song Yan: It's not that we're without strength. We'll have strength if we're under enough threat.

They climbed for two hours and still hadn't reached the top.

Peng Changjun looked like he had been pulled out of the water; he was panting heavily.

Leng Kexin clearly felt reluctant, but this girl was also quite opinionated and refused to plead for her.

Shen Ruomei tugged at Song Yan's sleeve. "If I had killed him in one go, we could have said it was in self-defense."

But if he gets worked to death, we'll be in big trouble!

Song Yan: That makes perfect sense!

Song Yan waved his hand and said, "I'm hungry, how about you? Let's sit down and eat!"

Before anyone else could offer their opinion, Peng Changjun plopped down on his chair.

Why is this thing getting heavier and heavier? Eating is good, but the food diminishes as you eat more.

The three women sat together, while Peng Changjun sat alone on one side.

Peng Changjun's purpose for today wasn't to climb mountains; he didn't take sightseeing seriously at all and was poorly prepared. All he had in his bag was a pound of Changbai cake. Luckily, he had brought a military water bottle, which he opened and gulped down.

Song Yan glanced at Peng Changjun. "I'm going to torture you slowly. You'd better hold on!"

Leng Kexin took out bread, boiled eggs, and salted duck eggs from her bag. There was also a jar of stir-fried meat and pickled vegetables.

You should know that anyone who can get bread at this time is definitely not an ordinary person.

But when Song Yan handed the items to Shen Ruomei, she opened them one by one, leaving Leng Kexin dumbfounded.

Inside were a roast duck and a braised rabbit. Song Yan had chopped them into small pieces for easier eating. There was also a lunchbox of cold dishes.

The staple food is soft steamed buns.

Why does this fragrance smell so good?

Kexin even felt that her bread didn't taste good anymore.

Shen Ruomei told Leng Kexin to sit down and eat quickly.

The three of them sat down and ate with great relish.

"I have honey water here, let me pour you some!" Song Yan hadn't even drunk the water in her kettle yet, so she called out to Leng Kexin.

Leng Kexin looked around and realized there was nothing to put water in. She couldn't possibly drink from someone else's water bottle.

Song Yan simply poured some water into Leng Kexin's water bottle.

Leng Kexin tasted her own water. "It really is sweet!" She felt that the water was cool and refreshing, and after drinking it, she felt full of energy.

Shen Ruomei felt the same way.

Peng Changjun could only watch enviously from the sidelines; the aroma of the roast duck was too tempting. Even the Changbai cake in his own hand seemed less sweet.

Peng Changjun didn't feel hungry; he had drunk too much water earlier, so he hadn't eaten anything.

After we've eaten, let's continue climbing!

Peng Changjun was the first to give up; all he wanted to do was sit down and not move. But Song Yan's eyes were like daggers, so he didn't dare to sit down and cheat.

Peng Changjun: Shouldn't men have better physical strength than women?

Look at those three women, so full of energy! Even though they weren't carrying any load, they've been climbing for over two hours, and they shouldn't be like this!

Song Yan: I gave them the second spring water to drink.

I can absolutely crush you in terms of endurance!

Peng Changjun felt that his bag was heavier than before.

Song Yan: Of course. When Song Yan stuffed the remaining food in, she also put in raw stones, and she put them in both her and Shen Ruomei's bags.

Song Yan's raw stones are very valuable.

This not only makes up for the weight lost, but also makes the person much heavier than before.

The three women went up easily, while Peng Changjun huffed and puffed behind them, moving as slowly as an old ox.

The three women would wait for him from time to time.

At first, Song Yan was patient, but later he lost patience and simply stood behind Peng Changjun. Whenever Peng Changjun paused even slightly, Song Yan would slap him with a note.

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