Mated at First Sight
Chapter 862 - 571: Which is Lighter or Heavier (Three Updates)

Chapter 862: Chapter 571: Which is Lighter or Heavier (Three Updates)

"I believe this should be a decent deal, otherwise," a bloodthirsty warning flickered in his cold eyes, "I will not show any mercy, you all should have seen that by now."

Honestly, Jing Youlan and the others were really feeling a bit hesitant.

The family’s reputation, the lives of their comrades, which was more important? Such a choice, in fact, the answer had long been in their hearts.

"Don’t say it." However, before they could speak, Zhou Yicen spoke up, "Don’t forget our identity." They were soldiers, so they absolutely couldn’t do anything that would disgrace a soldier, and he would not allow his own situation to bring shame to their families.

This was a disgrace he could not afford, and neither could their families.

The Jings, the Xues, the Jis, the Yangs, the Xias, and their own Zhou Family, in the vast B City, were renowned for their status and reputation. If it were to come out that the latest generation of these families had all been kidnapped by mere bandits and caused trouble for their families, such disgraceful actions absolutely could not be taken.

Zhou Yicen knew that his comrades had chosen him over their families, but his choice was them; all onslaughts should just come at him alone.

So, "Bring it on, we will definitely not speak." If he begged for mercy or even groaned, it would mean his defeat.

"You’ve got guts. To tell you the truth, I really admire you kids." This statement, though, carried a hint of sincerity, "In that case, I really need to treat you a little better." After all, he couldn’t betray their spirit, could he?

He gestured with his hand, again and again, repeatedly, nearly half his body being submerged in the water tank, several times almost suffocating; yet from beginning to end, Zhou Yicen didn’t even grunt.

Standing there, the eyes of all the kidnappers were almost all fixed on Zhou Yicen, their eyes shimmering with complexity, and perhaps... admiration.

As tears were starting to fill their eyes, Jing Youlan and his group were biting their lips hard, staring intently at Zhou Yicen.

And so, under such conditions, time painfully passed for over twenty minutes; for over twenty minutes, his whole body was just hanging there, being submerged into the water again and again.

"Stop, I’ll talk!" Finally, someone couldn’t bear it anymore, Yang Yuebin shouted out, stubborn tears in his eyes refusing to fall, he was a man.

Real men shed blood, not tears!

But he really couldn’t stand it any longer; that was his brother, his brother since childhood, now his comrade.

"You really should have spoken earlier so that your... comrade wouldn’t have to suffer so much." Youyou stood up slowly, under the leader’s indication, Zhou Yicen was once again pulled up from the water.

Tsk, he was wondering how long these people could endure.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yicen.

"Thousand Brother, he seems... to be out of breath." Seeing that Zhou Yicen showed no response, one of the kidnappers next to him probed for breath, his voice carrying thick disbelief.

It was a bolt from the blue!

This short statement was a thunderbolt out of a clear sky for Jing Youlan and the others; they were utterly unable to accept such news.

Out of breath... what does that mean? Don’t joke with them like this.

If at first there was a ten percent belief that this was a test, then, when the other side hoisted the person up and buried him into the water mercilessly, it was reduced to zero percent.

For them now, these kidnappers were the enemy.

"What do you mean by that?" At this moment, Yue Qiao had completely stopped struggling, just standing there calmly; she could hardly hear any noise around her, tears falling straight down,-blurring her vision of the situation in the distance.

She couldn’t see anything; why couldn’t she see anything?

Yicen, why aren’t you moving?

Just move a little, even if only a small finger; just move it.

Yicen, I beg you.

Nearly inaudible with sobs; she wanted to cry but felt she couldn’t cry out, only tears kept uncontrollably falling.

But the next moment.

"The meaning is, I’m really sorry, your answer came too late, so your comrade... couldn’t hold on and just... passed away." This statement to Yue Qiao and the others... no, this was not the answer they wanted to hear.