Manila climbed out of bed silently, walked to the window with her back to Tang Ji, opened the curtains a little, crossed her arms and looked at the street outside, looking at the ferocious-looking zombies without saying a word.

In fact, Manilla is not a weak woman, not in terms of body, but in mind. In the United States, call girls are legal and need to undergo regular physical examinations and pay taxes. They are legal taxpayers, but some do not do so without examination. Call girls who pay taxes are not legal.

Manilla is that kind of illegal prostitute, so that she does not need to pay taxes, and at the same time, she cannot be effectively protected by the law. Some customers often pay less or no money, and some even treat Manilla badly. La beat her up, but Manila would never call the police for such a thing because she didn't dare. Tax evasion would lead to jail time.

She started her career at the age of sixteen. Manila can no longer remember how many guests she has received, young, old, ordinary, ugly. No matter what the guest is, as long as they have money, everything is possible. She has experienced too many things in life, and even had a history of drug abuse, but she later quit, which gave her a fairly strong heart.

But... zombies are not something else, and it doesn’t mean that you are not afraid of them if you are not afraid of them.

Tang Ji was sitting on the edge of the bed, wondering if he had missed something, but he heard a slight sobbing sound. He turned around and saw that Manila's shoulders were shaking.

"Actually, you don't need to cry. If you are braver, leaving here won't be a problem. And... maybe, you can follow me out." Tang Ji said with a slightly helpless tone.

"Really? Thank you so much." Manila turned back sharply, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said in surprise.

"Don't get me wrong, when I say follow, I mean to run out with me. I'm in front and you are in the back. I won't help you get out of any trouble. If you are caught by a zombie, it only means that you are not running fast enough. I won't go back to save you, understand?" Tang Ji explained while gesturing.

"Understood!" Manila nodded quickly and smiled happily. She understood what Tang Ji meant and could take her with her, but Tang Ji would not risk his life to save her if it caused trouble. That is, He said that if Manilla followed Tang Ji closely, the trouble around Manilla would be Tang Ji's trouble. As long as Manilla followed Tang Ji closely, she would be protected by Tang Ji.

noon.

Tang Ji always talks about things and usually does not bring matters into his own emotions. The atmosphere between the two is quite harmonious. Manila always seems to be seducing Tang Ji intentionally or unintentionally, even when eating, bread and butter Always put it on the lips, and then gently slide it on the lips with the tip of the tongue, looking at Tang Ji, but Tang Ji always puzzled about the amorous feelings, and occasionally showed a half-smiling look, letting Manilla understand that Tang Ji It’s not that I don’t understand, it’s that I can bear it!

In the afternoon, the sun is in the west, and the weather is not too hot in early summer.

The sky is cold, but people's hearts are cold. The smell of blood has not dissipated. Zombies are roaring. Occasionally, gunshots will be heard outside the window, and there may be calls for help that are too far away to be heard. .

Tang Ji moved the only single sofa in the room to the window and sat half-lying on it. He looked through the window behind the curtain and looked at the blue sky. The scalpel in his hand was spinning, and his mobile phone was on. In radio mode, keep it by your side.

There are many types of scalpels, which are divided into two parts: blade and handle. There are eight types of handles, and there are twenty-four types of blades. The scalpel Tang Ji is holding now is the #4 handle.

The length reaches 14 centimeters, and the blade is 24#, the length is about five or six centimeters, and the shape is somewhat like the front section of a dagger. Theoretically, this scalpel is more suitable for shallow cuts during surgery, but in fact, as long as it is

Any pointed object can stab someone to death, let alone a knife.

The material of the scalpel is S30V steel. This material is widely used in military equipment and is currently recognized as the best knife-making material. It has high hardness, but its flexibility is slightly insufficient, so it is only suitable for making short daggers.

Manilla only knew Tang Ji slightly before the virus outbreak. The only long-term chat was when Tang Ji helped her repair a lamp a year ago. At that time, Manilla knew that Tang Ji studied medicine when he was in school, so

She was not surprised that Tang Ji was unconsciously playing with the scalpel.

"Aren't you afraid of cutting yourself?" Manilla walked to the sofa and squatted down, raising her head and asking in a soft voice. The T-shirt she was wearing had a V-neck. When Tangji came back to his senses, he could see the collar at the first glance.

The pair of attractive big breasts inside are very dazzling.

Manilla started her own little trick again.

The scalpel in Tang Ji's hand suddenly stopped rotating, and he raised his hand and threw the scalpel out.

"Doo!" sounded.

"Probably not, thank you for your concern." Tang Ji forced a smile. He was able to smile in this situation just to take care of Manilla's emotions.

Manilla looked at Tang Ji, her slender left hand with slightly long nails seemingly unintentionally placed on Tang Ji's thigh, she smiled charmingly, but suddenly she seemed to remember something she had just ignored, and turned to look at Tang Ji

The wall opposite Kat.

She didn't hear Tang Ji throw away the scalpel and the sound of the scalpel falling to the ground.

Turning his head to look over, he suddenly discovered that the scalpel was firmly nailed to the wall, and the blade had cut into most of the wall.

Manilla stood up slowly, looked at Tang Ji with brighter eyes, then turned to look at the wall. After going back and forth several times, she walked to the wall seven or eight meters away from the sofa, stretched out her hand and used a little force to perform the surgery.

He pulled out the knife and touched the gap made by the scalpel in the wall with his other hand. He looked carefully and saw that it was three or four centimeters deep. It was a concrete wall. Even if an adult was holding a dagger,

Even if you pierce the wall hard, you may not be able to pierce it so deeply.

Manilla's hand slowly moved to the right. About ten centimeters away from the gap, there was another gap nailed by the scalpel. Her hand moved again...she touched another one, and Manilla took a step back.

, looking at the wall painted light blue on the right side of the bed, it was densely covered with hundreds of gaps, all of which were nailed by scalpels. She had never noticed this since entering this room. Maybe it was Tang.

The reason why Ji's room was a little messy, and because Manila was still in fear, it was easy to ignore these insignificant things.

"Flying knife?" Manilla suddenly turned around, holding the scalpel in both hands, and asked with a slightly incredulous expression.

"Just having fun!" Tang Ji pursed his lips and shook his head slightly, then turned to look at the sky outside the window.

He was indeed just playing for fun. Everyone who holds a "pocket knife" seems to have the urge to throw the knife out to see if it can be nailed to the wall. Of course Tang Ji is no exception, and the scalpel works as Tang Ji

One of the most important tools you need, using it as a throwing knife may seem like a very unprofessional act of sabotage, but in fact it is not.

Because the blade of the scalpel can only be used once, although it is very strong, it is forbidden to be used twice. This is because it is feared that repeated use will carry germs and cause harm to the patient. Secondly, the blade will definitely wear out after repeated use.

, if it is not sharp enough, it is easy for the user to apply uneven force, and if not careful, it can cause more serious harm to the patient. Therefore, medical blades are all disposable.

None of the blades used in Tang Ji's surgery will be used in the next surgery. A variety of blades are used in one operation, several or even dozens of them. Tang Ji threw them away at first, but later because of an accidental boredom, he used them in the next surgery.

Tang Ji started his own "waste utilization", mainly killing time in the long night. At night, he basically stayed in the apartment, waiting for calls, and rarely went out. You can imagine how bored he was.

If a person throws knives and plays with them most nights for more than a year, and if he can't play with knives anymore, he must be disabled.

Tang Ji will not tell Manilla that in fact, he took away the half of his room and rebuilt it. The cuts on the wall now were all made in the past three months, because Tang Ji has no need to talk to Manilla.

Nila shows off how good she is with the scalpel.

"Can this kill the zombies outside?" Manilla walked to the sofa, squatted down and held up the scalpel and asked, staring at Tang Ji.

"It should be possible." Tang Ji's tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be very happy that he had an additional survival skill. He turned back and took the scalpel from Manilla's hand.

In Tang Ji's opinion, no matter how good he is at throwing knives, it is better to give him an extra gun. Being able to throw knives can only be regarded as a small consolation in his heart, and the haze in his heart has never subsided.
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