At this moment, there are more than ten people in Wu Yu's room, each of whom is a person who has been to the Northern Wilderness with Wu Yu at the beginning, after all, they have been together for nearly two months, even if they haven't seen each other for half a year, but talking about the original thing, at this moment, those who were still a little stranger soon integrated together again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, not all of these people in front of him, because the Huang family's industry is not just this one in front of him, so in addition to these people, there are also a large number of people distributed in all parts of the Huang family's territory, so there are only so many people that Wu Yu can gather at this moment.

Wine, of course, will not be bad, in addition to the ones that Wu Yu scavenged from the car, Wu Yu bought a lot of good wine in the cigarette hotel at the door, and there was a mess of food on the table, all kinds of vacuum-packed dried tofu, chicken offal, and duck offal. With a strong spicy taste, although it tastes like it is all additives and preservatives, Wu Yu doesn't care in the slightest.

Eating, being happy is the most important thing, and what is the use of those so-called preservative additives?

Wu Yu munched on the beef cow in a big gulp, didn't care about the pepper shreds sticking to the surface of the beef, and drank the foamy beer in a big gulp, the room was like a carnival, everyone indulged themselves recklessly, and no one wanted to stop.

Of course, if it were normal, maybe they would still have a little taboo, but now they are truly unscrupulous, because tomorrow's protagonist, that is, Wu Yu, is also drinking beer here at the moment, of course, these people are also people who have survived under the sword, and everyone can almost be said to have crawled out of the wine pile.

Although everyone seemed to be presumptuous, laughing loudly, they would have joked with each other that they had already known. These people are silent in their own world at the moment, and what those people outside are thinking at the moment is no longer in their scope of consideration.

You're willing to get burnt, you're willing to stare at that maddening tactics book, then that's your choice, we're not like you anyway. We used to fight side by side, we used to drink the same water, we used to eat the same food, we slept on the same solid ground, and then the sand on the ground hurt our backs.

So, they believe in Wu Yu, they believe that the latter will win, as for the so-called tactics? Sorry, we never needed tactics, all we needed was to pick up our own knives and kill the people in front of us, and that was enough. We may be just savages, but we only understand one thing, and that is that when the last enemy in front of us falls, it will all be over.

Therefore, although they seem to be extremely presumptuous at the moment, how can they not know how much they drink when they are old drunkards?

Song Yue raised his glass, hugged Yu Xiaojian, and then forcibly pulled up Hou Yuchen, who was sitting on the side, and raised his glass to drink. Of course, Wu Yu sat by the window by himself, and no one bothered him, everyone was used to Wu Yu like this, he was not very good at communicating with people, of course, maybe this was also because he didn't want to communicate with people. He will always be alone, not bothering others, and no one will disturb him.

All he wants to do is drink by himself, look out the window, and then think about the girl who is still in hell at the moment, maybe he can still see her, or he will never see her again, maybe when he thinks of her, Wu Yu will also feel distressed, or maybe Wu Yu won't think about anything, sometimes, thinking about nothing may be a kind of happiness.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Yu drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then poured in the next glass. On TV, I don't know what kind of messy reality show or movie it is, a messy group of people filmed are crazy and messing around together, and Wu Yu can't be interested anymore after watching it. No one is going to see it anyway, all they need is some nice or lively sounds to help them improve the atmosphere.

From more than five o'clock in the afternoon, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the night had just begun, and a group of people didn't know how to remember, it was not enough to make a fuss in the room, and they even wanted to run to the street to have fun. Wu Yu listened to these people's plans on the side, couldn't help but roll his eyes, and finally couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"Okay, okay, just make a fuss in the room, there's no need to go out, let's make a fuss in the room that others can't hear or see, if you make a fuss outside, then what will the others do, how will they go to war tomorrow." sighed helplessly, and after saying a word, Wu Yu found a chair and sat down, continuing to look at the hustle and bustle outside the window.

Although they were not drunk, such a lively atmosphere was easy to get people in, so after hearing Wu Yu's words, they also reacted quickly. Those who were noisy and wanted to run out also obediently shut their mouths.

Soon, it was close to eleven o'clock, and seven or eight cases of beer in the room, as well as bottles of various liquors, were poured aside. Nearly one hundred and sixty or seventy bottles were piled up in a mess, like a beautiful multicolored hill.

"Okay, it's eleven o'clock, there will be things tomorrow, so let's not continue to make trouble." Finally, Song Yue raised the cup in his hand, glanced at the watch in his hand, raised his head to look around, and at this moment, everyone followed the latter and raised the cup in their hands.

Some of them were from Yu Xiaojian's team before, and some were from the Song family's mercenary team, but these people had already been fused together for a long time, so they didn't hesitate at the moment, and followed the latter's words and made the same move.

"Old Wu, come together." Hou Yuchen greeted Wu Yu on the side, the latter is not a cold god, he is just an ordinary person, he also likes to be lively, but I don't know why, for the so-called lively, Wu Yu will never be able to fit in, but only in the lively place, he can find his sense of existence.

Holding a wine glass, he ran over with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Old Wu, as tomorrow's commander-in-chief, didn't you want to say anything before the end?" Yu Xiaojian held the wine glass and didn't move, but looked at Wu Yu to pay attention to himself.

"Say something?" Wu Yu was stunned for a moment, but looking at everyone's eyes, Wu Yu looked at the golden wine in his cup, and finally slowly spoke, "A glass of wine, the first battle has been..."