Finally, finally dawn broke, and everyone seemed to see hope, lifting their spirits a little.
But who dared to be the first to go out, who knew whether that thing outside was still there or not?
Everyone looked at each other, then looked at those desperadoes, their hopeful eyes seemed to say, "Boss, you have guns, why don't you take the lead?"
Unfortunately, the boss wasn't that noble; he ordered Old Six to scout ahead, and also to take one more person along.
Although Old Six didn't want to go, it was the boss's order, and he could only reluctantly choose someone from the group.
"No, please, I'm scared!" the person pleaded, shaking his hand desperately.
Old Six directly threatened with a gun: "If you don't come with me, I'll blow your head off."
Hopeless and helpless, that person went out with Old Six, with Old Six at the back and the person at the front, like a shield for Old Six.
