There are not many vitamins and other drugs left, obviously Albert is also eating these things, the belt is not pure leather, can not be eaten, there is a pair of leather gloves in the bag, pulling and rubbing can feel that the material is good, but I don't know if it is pure leather, the light problem, I can't see clearly, I need to take it back to see.

Three full pistol magazines, one rifle magazine...... The sunglasses are good, they are still in good condition, they can be worn during the day, they can withstand the strong light from the explosion, and they are closed.

This is......

In the dimness, Tang Ji touched a round thing, his eyes widened and he looked at it, and a sense of horror suddenly rose in his heart, followed by a burst of fear, what he was holding in his hand at this time was a grenade, which seemed to be all black, round with a pineapple pattern.

How can there be a grenade?

Marlos didn't have any of these in his travel bag at all, because grenades have a limited effect on zombies and are not lightweight, so from a practical point of view, it is better to have a few grenades than a few bullets.

Where did this grenade come from?

If Albert had detonated the grenade just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable, but fortunately he was useless, he should have been lucky, and he didn't want to die together, thinking that he still had a chance to live.

"What are you looking at?" Monica was stunned when she found that Tang Ji, who had been busy rummaging through things, couldn't help asking.

"Look at ......," Don Ji shoved the grenade into Monica's hand, which he couldn't see the model or even the color.

"It's ...... How could there be this? Monica snorted, she was the one who had been with Marlos all along, and she knew better about Marlos's weapons under him, and she didn't have this thing at all.

The real lethality of the grenade is reflected in the fragments produced by the explosion, because of the explosion, the fragments are splashed around, within a certain distance, the effect of each fragment is not inferior to the bullet, the killing effect on humans is extremely strong, but not for zombies, zombies have only one key point, that is, brain tissue, that is, the entire central nervous system, only by destroying there can they really kill them, otherwise they are immortal.

Fragment sputtering, of course, can sweep around, but it may not necessarily be shot into the zombie's head, the probability is not high, it is useless to shoot into the body, people are almost certain to die when they are hit through the heart by fragments, and zombies have nothing to do, this is the gap.

"I don't know, put it away, let's go back quickly, take our things and leave here, and hide in another place." Tang Ji couldn't figure it out, Suo didn't want to, and said quickly.

Click!

Da!

"Huh?" Don Guy turned his head to look at Monica and let out a questioning nasal voice.

"What's wrong?" Monica couldn't help but ask when she saw Don Guy's bright eyes looking at her.

"What did you step on?" Tang Ji's voice was cold and faint, and he put down all the things in his hand at once, and his movements were very light.

"Not me." Monica responded casually, her voice was very low, but when she finished speaking, she reacted immediately, and the two of them swept their arms on the ground almost at the same time, and the thumbtackin rattled, and the two fell to the ground, clinging to the ground.

"Catch ......," Don Ji said something, but it was immediately completely muffled by the sound of gunfire.

Dada!

Whoa!

Bullets poured quickly into the office like raindrops blown by the wind in the corridor, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were smashed suddenly, the glass rattled, everything in the office was destroyed, office chairs, sofas, coffee tables, vases, decorative furnishings, and so on, all of which were shattered by bullets in a very short period of time.

"Okay, don't fight, you won't be able to eat if you beat people again." With these words, the shooting stopped.

"Bet on who is this time and who guesses the ears and fingers correctly."

"There should be another man, there was a man's screams before, it sounded like Howard...... No, it's Yoni. ”

"Yoni? I've long seen this as unpleasant, but his chick is good, but it's a pity that he died when the virus broke out, it's a pity.

"What? You've also touched his woman? ”

"Of course, that girl is definitely spicy enough, the scratching in bed, hey, no, I get angry when I think of her, and I don't know if Monica's girl is dead or where she is hiding, I really hope to find her, even if she just died, tsk, hehe......"

In the corridor inside the advertising agency, two frantic voices were talking in a very relaxed tone, and things that were extremely intolerable to normal humans such as cannibalism and even corpses seemed to be as common in their mouths.

Because there are also blinds in the floor-to-ceiling windows of the creative director's office, although the glass is broken, the curtains are not completely torn by the bullets, there are many bullet holes on them, and in this dimly lit environment, the outside can't see the inside, and the inside can't see the outside, unless you go to the door.

A pale and slender hand with a pistol was lifted from the ground, and it was pointed diagonally in the direction from which the conversation outside the shutter had come from, and suddenly, all the time, the hand was pressed down......

Inside the hallway.

Two heavily armed men cautiously approached the creative director's office, their bodies clinging to the wall, their clothes rubbing against the wall making a slight rustling sound.

Behind them, where they had just fired, there was a cell phone on the ground, playing a recording of the two men talking casually.

Extremely cautious, even after strafing, they still did not dare to slack off, using their voices to lure the attention of enemies who did not know whether they were dead or alive, while they themselves approached the enemy like ghosts.

Finally, when the two arrived at the door, they were both white, and their height and size were about the same, but there was a difference in age, one looked in his twenties, and the other looked nearly forty years old.

They smelled the pungent smell of blood, and at the same time saw the three corpses piled up at the door, the top one could clearly see that it had been shot in the head, and the lower two were too dark to see where they were hurt, but they could see a black thing on the necks of both of them, which seemed to be bloodstains, and their heads were exposed, their eyes were still open, looking at the ceiling, looking a little blank.

"There were three people at once." The older white man's voice was dull, and there was not much joy in his tone, because too many people had died, and flesh and blood could not be preserved for too long in this seasonal climate, which was equivalent to reducing their future food in disguise.

"It's Monica." The young man squatted down and looked carefully, said with some surprise, said that his feet swept the ground, he noticed something on the ground, stood up and walked a few steps forward, entered the room and stood next to Monica, and pulled the body of Albert on top with a hand, and Monica's body was completely exposed.

Monica was covered in blood, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, her body motionless, as if dead.

The young man was holding the gun in one hand, and the other hand suddenly grabbed his lower body, rubbed two handfuls of his pants, and turned his head to look at the older man outside the door, the man was expressionless, didn't say anything, and looked inside with the gun, the young man immediately turned his head, threw the gun on the corpse on the side, and then began to pick Monica's pants.

It seems that the words in the recording, he is not just talking.

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