At this moment, in the main hall of the Black Silk Gang, Yue Hong, who was dressed in a denim suit by the erratic firelight, was still curled up on the sofa with his knees around like a desperate little girl, looking at the lighter in his hand blankly, as if he was still waiting for something and what he wanted to wear;

Although his intellect told him that the way he was now was the opposite of his usual image of a gang leader full of fierceness and grandeur, what the other gangs would think if they saw his tired and weak appearance;

If it's normal times, who doesn't have a time when they are physically and mentally exhausted? Who doesn't have a nervous abnormality at the moment?

But at this time, the war is imminent, the strong enemy is current, and how many people in the huge gang are facing life and death!

But although Yue Hong knew this, he was still curled up like this, as if he didn't care about anyone's opinions and ideas, and seemed to have made up his mind to go his own way!

Of course, this can also be said to be a kind of ...... Wayward;

"Alas......"

"Let's hope he can get through this;"

Looking at Yue Hong on the sofa from a distance, and then at the high platform behind him, the top spot that no one had ever sat on and no one had ever been qualified to sit on, Jin Yutang shook his head with mixed feelings;

"He can carry it, even if he can't carry it......"

At this moment, Han Yan's voice came faintly from behind him, and Jin Yutang looked back, but he couldn't help but be stunned;

I saw that at this time, Han Yan didn't know when to change into a new outfit - a heavy brown tweed trench coat and long black sports legging boots, wrapping her slender figure tightly, as if she was deliberately hiding some powerful weapon;

Looking at Han Yan's outfit, Jin Yutang sighed again: "You still put on that outfit; ”

However, Han Yan didn't plan to deal with Jin Yutang at all, she still looked at Yue Hong in the depths of the main hall steadily, and continued her words:

"Even if he can't carry it, someone will definitely carry it for him;"

"Why are you so sure?" Jin Yutang asked a little suspiciously, and then involuntarily raised his eyes to look in a certain direction;

"I don't know, a woman's sixth sense;" Han Yan shook her head slightly, then slowly turned around, stretched out her rough little hand to hold Jin Yutang's arm, and then ordered the old men in charge of patrolling the hall not to let anyone approach the hall entrance, and then walked silently with Jin Yutang to the huge factory buildings with open doors and began their routine inspection......

At this moment, in that huge factory, a cauldron was also propped up, and all kinds of grain were also tumbling in the boiling cauldron;

But it is slightly different from the big pot rice of the Iron Wolf Gang, among the tumbling potatoes and sweet potatoes, there are also pieces of shiny bacon, sausage, and ham sausage, which makes the huge factory full of the aroma of meat;

It's just that in the calm before the storm, even in the face of food that they can't dream of on weekdays, few people can still eat it;

Just beside the scent and warm firelight, like the bonfire at home during the New Year, the men sat on the warm straw mats and bedding and looked at the shining steel knives beside their feet and were silent; And around them, like the Iron Wolf Gang, are women;

But unlike the miserable women of the Iron Wolf Gang, the women of the Black Silk Gang have neither struggled, nor screamed, nor have they been indifferent, nor have they been desperately dead......

"Your smile in the candlelight touched me warmly;"

"Say goodbye to the hurt and pain of yesterday, you know my heart best;"

"Although the night is hazy, I know where to go, I walk through the rain and the wind with you, and slowly bring my heart closer!"

"Even if there are all kinds of charms in the world! I still have a soft spot! ”

"Just let me be silently and sincerely for you, everything is ...... in silence"

In the sound of music with a hint of sadness, the black silk gang woman sat quietly on her cherished, cleanest and most neat sheets, slowly stripped off all her clothes, or quietly leaned on the arms of the man next to her without saying a word, or lay on the sheets softly like a gentle wife, with thin arms, slender but rough-skinned legs around the man on her body, with her most sensual side, slowly twisting her waist, silently giving him the last tenderness......

But more than that, he gently hugged the men who were not very old beside him into his warm arms, let them lie on his bare laps, gently stroked his withered hair, and then carefully and gently plucked the young man's gray hair for him;

No one spoke, no one objected, and no one complained in the slightest;

This is the last order given to the women by the Black Silk Gang.

It doesn't matter what personality they are, whether they like it or not, whether they want to ...... They all have to play the role of a wife at this last moment, and fulfill those men who have not yet married to this day, a dream buried deep in their hearts!

Actually, with or without this order, the women of the Black Silk Gang will do it, they are not stupid, they know very well how dangerous the situation is, maybe this is the last safe night......

So, even if they don't like the man next to them, but ......

To be able to play the role of a wife in the last moments, at least...... It can be regarded as a barely successful end to this dark life;

And the same is true of the man lying in that warm embrace, only young people under the age of 30 can still afford a knife, and 3 years ago, they were all young, in that era that can make people nostalgic for the seal-build-marriage, almost all boys are single, almost all boys can only look forward to the happiness of marriage......

Many people think that they will never have the opportunity to marry a wife and have children again in their lives, and many people silently bite their lips and cut off this idea alive;

But when they entered the factories of each hall and prepared to eat a feast on the road, they were surprised to find that in each person's place, there was a woman with a gentle smile on her face, and under them were clean, faintly scented bedding, and in their hands were two clean dishes and chopsticks......

No matter how tall or short, no matter how big or small, no matter what role they once had...... All the women are willingly playing the role of wives at this moment, not only to these men who are about to die, but also to themselves, to make up for the defects in their lives.

Even if this patch is not so perfect!

Call......!

The howling cold wind blew through the silent Black Silk Gang, through the sad and happy men and women, and then through the dark streets and alleys, through the dense housing clusters, and over the torch-lit docks......

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