Tang Ji stood by the window, looking at the chaotic stage and the wandering zombies, his eyes a little confused, as if he suddenly didn't know what to do?

Manila kept calling God in a low voice and sat on the floor on the other side of the bed, leaning against the bed.

Oak Street is an old commercial street. The buildings on both sides are no more than seven stories high. There are some storefronts on the first floor, and apartments for rent on or above the second floor. People who live here are living.

People at the bottom of society.

The road on Oak Street is very wide. The crashed car is still emitting billowing smoke. There are many mutilated corpses on the ground. There are blood stains everywhere. The smell of blood is permeated. Many zombies are wandering unconsciously, staring at the blood-red eyes.

There don't seem to be many eyes. This is just a look. In fact, if a living person suddenly appears on this street, there will definitely be more zombies gathering towards that living person than imagined.

Zombies are very powerful, not afraid of anything, and carry deadly viruses. It can be said that no matter how strong an adult man is, he is no more dangerous than a skinny zombie. The only consolation is that these zombies are not fast. They seem to be

It can't run, but can walk very quickly. When encountering zombies, there are only two effective methods, either running or killing. There is nothing else.

Tang Ji looked at the street outside for a while, then came to his senses, walked to the TV, squatted down, opened the drawer under the TV, rummaged around, and quickly took out a photo frame with a photo of a woman in it.

, is a bald white woman wearing a hospital gown. She is a very beautiful woman. Her age cannot be determined, she is probably no more than thirty years old. She is holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, her face is a little pale, and she smiles sweetly at the camera.

Tang Ji quickly removed the photo frame, took out the photo inside, looked at it again and again carefully, finally kissed it and put the photo into the inner pocket of his coat.

Turning the phone into radio mode, turning the volume to the lowest level, plugging in the charger and placing it on the TV, Tang Ji walked to the bed and leaned over to take out the black suitcase, which contained two empty magazines and

Most of the box contains brass-colored 9mm Luger bullets. The M9 pistol has a magazine capacity of fifteen rounds. The magazine in the pistol on Tang Ji's waist is full, and the remaining bullets are just enough to fill the remaining two magazines.

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Tang Ji stuffed the bullets into the magazines one by one, filled both magazines, and then stuffed them into the left pocket of his coat. He then took out the pistol silencer from the box and placed it on the bedside table in a black box.

There was still some brand-new medical equipment left. Tang Ji quickly walked to a cabinet, took out a backpack, walked back to the bed, poured everything in the box into it, and then threw the black box aside.

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"What are you going to do?" Manilla inserted her fingers into her hair, pushed her hair back, and looked up at Tang Ji with a bad expression.

"Be prepared. Uncle Sam won't come to rescue us. I don't want to be eaten by zombies..." Tang Ji raised his eyes and looked at Manilla. Suddenly he thought of something. He walked to the side and picked up the shoe rack from the closet.

Then he took off a pair of flat shoes with laces. He walked to Manila and put them down gently, saying, "Put them on, they may not fit your feet. Please tighten the laces!"

"Thanks!"

Manila ran out while taking a shower without wearing shoes. She immediately followed Tang Ji's words.

Tang Ji quickly put on another pair of shoes, walked to the bed and picked up the pistol silencer on the bedside table, pulled out the pistol from his waist and screwed it on the gun head, then walked to the window and opened a gap in the curtains.

, opened the window slightly, about two fingers wide, looked outside, and raised the gun!

Tang Ji kept taking aim and looking outside.

After putting on her shoes, Manila kept looking at Tang Ji. She blinked in confusion, walked to Tang Ji slowly and lightly, tilted her head slightly, looked out, and asked: "You...

yes……"

Manilla, who had watched TV, knew of course that there were many zombies out there, and it was impossible to kill them all, and bullets were wasted. He didn't understand what Tang Ji was doing.

Tang Ji didn't speak, and kept staring at a zombie next to two cars that collided with each other in the center of the street outside. Tang Ji had a slight impression of her. She was a clerk in the children's clothing store downstairs, a girl who was not yet twenty years old.

, but now she has turned into a zombie, wearing a children's clothing store employee's hat, her teeth are bared and covered in blood, her eyes are red and her nails are black, she looks like a heroine in a horror movie. Tang Ji lives on the fourth floor.

, it was forty meters away from Tang Ji, and Tang Ji's gun was pointed at it.

Tang Ji's hand holding the gun is very steady, that is the hand he holds the scalpel. The first factor in performing surgery is that the hand holding the knife must be steady. Although the M9 pistol weighs more than one kilogram, Tang Ji still holds it very well.

stable.

Seeing that Tang Ji was silent, Manila kept looking at him.

puff!

Tang Ji pulled the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun made a very "muffled" sound after being silenced. A blood hole suddenly appeared in the left eye socket of the zombie outside the window, and he fell to the ground. The corpse hit the car and made a big noise. Tang Ji suddenly

I closed the curtains and took a deep breath!

He originally planned to hit the side of the zombie's temple with this shot, but it obviously missed a lot, but he was still lucky enough to hit the zombie's head.

"This is my first time shooting a living thing with a gun. I want to make sure I can do it." Tang Ji explained with a sigh of relief.

Tang Ji can save people and kill people with a knife. He is sure of this. He is not afraid of the bloody scene because he has seen too much. But the feeling of holding a gun is different from holding a knife. This difference is

Just like people who often fight dare to hit others with stones but not necessarily dare to stab them with a knife. The latter is obviously much more lethal than the former. Tang Ji just wants to make sure that he dares to shoot without any hesitation.

That, after having experience shooting, obviously this is easy to do.

In a world full of man-eating zombies running around, any hesitation may cost someone's life.

"What are you going to do...I mean, what's your plan?" Manila turned back to lean against the wall and turned to look at Tang Ji and asked.

The feeling that Tang Ji gave to Manilla became more and more unique and real. It was no longer the unfamiliar and hazy feeling before. He was really too calm. When the TV show came from the military

When the base was notified, the United States did not know how many survivors would collapse, but Tang Ji did not. He became silent and then began to make all preparations for survival.

"How much food is left in the refrigerator?" Tang Ji pondered for a moment and put the gun on his back and asked. In the past, he always kept some food in the refrigerator, usually enough for breakfast and dinner for several days. He didn't deliberately

What memories she still had, Manilla had seen the refrigerator and eaten something not long ago.

"Oh...I didn't pay much attention just now...you can..."

"Let me see."

Tang Ji walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator and took a look. There were only two or three long breads, a few cartons of milk, half of the leftover pizza, and half a bucket of cereal. If two people came to eat these things, they would last for two days.

, regardless of maintaining physical fitness, you can only eat for three days if you save food.

"There is not much food. I will stay here for two days at most. I will leave after two days. I hope there will be fewer zombies outside in these two days, so that the chance of successfully getting out will be greater!" Tang Ji said, closing the refrigerator door.

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Tang Ji never mentioned Manila in his words, and Manila noticed that it was obviously not a good idea to escape with a prostitute with little fighting ability in the last days.

"You want to leave me?" Manila asked with some disbelief.

"We were not together in the first place." Tang Ji raised his eyes and looked at Manilla, and said coldly without changing his expression. He was not a very familiar person to begin with. Tang Ji had no obligation to be responsible for the life of another person. In his heart

He also had his own concerns, he had to walk a long way, and he didn't want to carry a burden that would allow Manila to eat his own food and wear her own clothes to prepare for escape. Tang Ji had already done his best to be kind and righteous.

Manilla didn't want to believe that Tang Ji was the kind of person who would leave women alone to escape, but she had to believe that what a calm person said was also calm, and was a decision made after careful consideration.

"Don't leave me... please..." Manila took a step forward, keeping her eyes on Tang Ji, and spread her fingers in front of her to gesture, "Please, take me with you, don't leave me."

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"What can you do?" Tang Ji sat on the bed and glanced at Manila, **, her lips were slightly raised, very sexy, she must be very good in bed, but... she has thin arms and legs, I guess.

Give her a knife and she won't be able to kill the zombies, but she can scare herself half to death.

Manilla's expression immediately changed, and she glanced at Tang Ji's crotch. Apparently she misunderstood Tang Ji's meaning. The man's scrutinizing gaze immediately reminded her of her guests, who were also men and had very similar gazes.

"You... want me to do whatever you want, I can do it. As long as you like it, men are like this... they don't say anything directly..." Manila leaned over and climbed onto the bed, winking charmingly.

With her eyes open, she twisted her waist and slowly crawled toward Tang Ji with all her charm. She grabbed the hem of the T-shirt with one hand and slowly pulled it up. The wheat-colored skin on her belly that had been sunbathing was exposed. She knew how to do it very well.

Seducing men.

"Do you dare to kill someone?" Tang Ji sat on the edge of the bed without moving, his eyes continuing to examine Manilla who was slowly approaching.

"What?" Manila stopped and subconsciously put down the hand holding her clothes. Tang Ji's tone was not like a joke.

"Can you kill those former people outside? That is, zombies." Tang Ji asked again.

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PS: Uncle Sam is the national symbol of the United States, usually referring to the United States or the United States government. Ahem, the plot will be fully unfolded in two chapters. The apocalyptic journey begins after leaving the apartment. So... just smash it if you think it is still eye-catching.
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