“…… Come on in! Hillary was silent again, turned and walked into the room, paused and said, "Close the door, I thought you would escape, many people have successfully left here, why did you stay?" Don't tell me that my dear Mr. Tanji can't leave with these people. As she spoke, Hillary walked to the sofa chair near the large bed in the room and sat down, put the gun on herself, picked up the wine bottle from the cabinet next to her, and took a sip directly to her mouth.

A small half of the red wine in the bottle had been drunk, and it was clear that she had been drinking when Tang Ji had just communicated with her, alone, and drunk.

"It's too dangerous, it's safer to find a place to hide right away." Don Guy walked at the front, taking off his gloves as he spoke, while he was still observing the layout of the room, it didn't look like much had changed, but a few sofas and coffee tables didn't look like they were the ones they were last night, and they seemed to have been replaced by Hillary again.

As soon as you enter the room, you can feel that the soundproofing of the room is very good, and you can't hear the sound outside, if it weren't for the fact that everyone came in from the outside, it is likely that they would not know what is happening outside.

As Don Ji entered, everyone also followed into the room, and Hillary, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly tilted her head, looked past everyone, and fell on Jason, the last one who had just entered the room, and said, "Who, close the door and press the white switch on the wall." ”

"This?" After Jason closed the door, he pointed to a white switch on the wall to the left of the door, looked at Hillary and asked.

"Hmm!" Hillary made a nasal sound, nodded her head as she picked up the bottle in her hand, put it to her lips, and took a sip with her head up.

Jason hesitated, reached out and pressed the white button that looked like a light switch, and there was a clicking sound in the door, and then ...... It didn't matter, the door looked no different from a normal wooden door, and the double door seemed to be locked with multiple locks, on the inside.

"Alright...... Sit as you like, drink whatever you want, eat whatever you want, whatever! Hillary was in a strange state, probably stimulated by today's events, and waved her hand to signal Don Ji and the others to do whatever they wanted.

Tang Ji and the others walked to the small living room area of the room, where there were some chairs and sofas, he motioned for everyone to sit casually, and then took off the bag containing food behind his back, but did not lose his weapon, carrying a semi-automatic rifle on his back and two pistols pinned to his waist, and walked to the other side of Hillary's down.

"How are you staying here? Not leaving? Don Ji walked to the big sofa chair where Hillary was and stopped, twisted and sat on the wide armrest of the sofa chair, looked sideways at Hillary and asked in a low voice, as he said this, his eyes swept around Hillary, there were two low cabinets on the left and right of the sofa chair, and some weapons were placed on them, as well as red wine glasses and red wine and other things, and nothing else.

"Huh...... Someone will pick me up in a while, and I'll be gone in a moment! Hillary laughed again for no reason, holding the bottle in her hand, and looked up at Don Guy with a smile on her face, but her eyes were still red, so she made people look weird.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Ji asked.

"Laughing at what?" Hillary raised her eyebrows, looked at Don Ji with a smile on her face and asked rhetorically, as if Don Ji's question was ridiculous, paused, and continued before Don Ji could speak: "Laugh at myself." With that, she shook her head, raised her bottle, and took another sip of red wine.

"Don't drink it." Tang Ji grabbed the wine bottle in her hand, and a lot of red wine spilled on Hillary's clothes, she didn't care, and Tang Ji didn't apologize, but quickly asked, "Is this room solid?" Will zombies break in? As he spoke, he placed the bottle on the cabinet beside him.

He's changing the subject.

"Of course, haha...... I'm scared to death! Hillary Clinton said with a smile and a self-deprecating tone, as she seemed to be slightly drunk, and as she spoke, she took out the pistol under her side, raised her hand and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the door, and suddenly pulled the trigger in succession.

Bang bang......

Five shots were fired in a row, each bullet hitting that door, and every moment the bullet grazed a spark on that door, making a groove, but it could not penetrate.

Hillary Clinton was so sudden that everyone in the room was not prepared at all, and everyone's heads were buzzing for a moment, as if their ears were going to be deafened, which was the consequence of shooting in a completely enclosed room.

"Damn it!" Tang Ji frowned in his mouth, slowly put down the hand covering his ears, shook his head, felt a little dizzy, his movements were still slow, and his ears were blocked after the first gunshot, so he was still shocked by the sound.

"Look, it's sturdy, haha......" Hillary said with a strange smile as if unaffected by the gunshot, withdrawing the magazine from the gun, touching the body with the other hand, taking out another magazine, stuffing it into the gun, and pinning the gun back to its place.

Tang Ji shook his head twice, looked back at the living room, and saw that everyone was looking at him and Hillary, it seemed that they were shocked by the gunshot, and there was nothing wrong with the others, so he waved his hand at them to show that there was no problem, and then turned his head to look at Hillary, frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Remember to remind me next time, it's very deafening." ”

"Wine for me!" Hillary didn't respond to Don Guy's words, looked up at Don Guy's face, smiled and stretched out her hand.

"You don't drink well." Tanji sat higher, looked down at Hillary and responded, the subtext is that it's obvious that you can't drink anymore.

"Whatever you want." Hillary said with a smile and a slight shake.

"What's the plan? After this incident......" Donji asked.

Hillary looked up at him slightly, didn't know why he didn't answer, his eyes were red with the corners of his mouth with a sad smile, he looked at Tang Ji for about two or three seconds, suddenly raised his hand to hold Tang Ji's face, raised his body slightly and kissed Tang Ji's lips, and let go of Tang Ji in two or three seconds, because Tang Ji was sitting on the arm of the sofa, with his back to the direction of the living room, just blocking Hillary's figure, so it seemed difficult for people in the direction of the living room to see that Hillary had just kissed him.

"Come with me!" After Hillary kissed Donji, she leaned her head and whispered, looking into Tanji's eyes.

"We?" Tang Ji asked rhetorically, raising his hand and pointing behind him.

"It's just you, I can't take too many people." Hillary shook her head slightly and said with a serious expression.

"Forget it, we'll find a way to get out of here." Tang Ji looked at her and shook his head and whispered.

"Huh...... Well, whatever you want! Hillary chuckled wryly and leaned back on the couch.

"You haven't said yet, what are your plans after this incident?" Tang Ji asked again.

"Let's find a new place......

………………

At the same time that Hillary and Don Ji were chatting in a low voice, on the side of the living room, everyone was temporarily relaxed, and they all took off their backpacks, Maniela had been drinking water, and at the same time paying attention to Tang Ji's side, Christine was sitting in the corner with red eyes and holding the duke, her hand kept touching the duke's hair, her expression looked a little scared, she knew that Tang Ji didn't have time to take care of her now, and when Tang Ji had time, she didn't know what Tang Ji would do to her and the duke.

Jason once left the sofa, walked to the door that had been shot by Hillary, and observed the bullet marks on it, the bullet marks were very shallow, estimated to be only two or three millimeters, the paint on the door was knocked off, this one looked like a solid wood door, but rubbing off the paint to find that this is a complete metal door, with the power of the zombie now, it is impossible to knock this door open, no matter more.

Monica was standing in front of Hillary's wine cabinet, holding a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet in her hand, turning the bottle and looking at the words on it. After a casual look, she put the bottle back and then took out another one.

It's a bottle of aged red wine, the kind that costs a lot of money before the end of the world.

This time she didn't look at it for too long, her eyes quickly swept over the bottle, and then she picked up the brand new bottle opener in the wine cabinet, quickly opened the red wine, wiped her hand on the mouth of the bottle, and poured a sip of red wine into her mouth.

She made some noises, attracting the attention of the people around the sofa, most of them took a look and withdrew their gaze, Hillary said casually, so Monica now drinks other people's red wine in their eyes, not to mention that they still have a deep estrangement with Monica, and the relationship is not as close as between other people.

However, one of them didn't look back, and was looking at Monica with a very complicated gaze.

"You want to drink?" Monica felt it, turned her head to look back, and saw that it was Maneela, so she shook the bottle in her hand and asked.

"Don't, thank you." Maniela quickly shook her head and said, looking at Monica for a moment and then stopping, finally saying nothing and turning her head to look away.

Monica glanced at the others, then at Maniella, then turned around and looked at Hillary and Don Guy not far away, the two were talking in a low voice, because they were far away, so Monica couldn't hear clearly.

Taking a deep breath, Monica looked at the two of them with a faint gaze, grabbed the hand of the wine bottle, raised her head and took a sip of wine again, then put the wine bottle in the wine cabinet again, turned her eyes to the wall of the room, and observed, she was looking at the furnishings in the room.

Clinton's room is not complicated, there are not too many bits and pieces, but there are still some trinkets with female surnames, and there are some oil paintings on the wall that I don't know where to get them, which look good, not like ordinary people scribbling out of graffiti.

Monica crossed her arms over her chest and walked along the wall, her head tilted and her gaze slowly swept over the paintings.

………………

On the sofa chair near the queen bed, Don Guy and Hillary sat on the armrest, the other in the middle, still talking in a low voice.

"Just give up here?" Tang Ji asked with one hand on the back of the sofa and lowered his head.

"Do you want to tell me that you can get up from where you fall?" Hillary's strange state disappeared, probably because Don Ji accompanied her for a while, so she was in a much better state and didn't laugh inexplicably, but she still looked very lost, and her voice was a little depressed.

"Hmm...... Almost. Tang Ji replied with a reassuring smile on his face.

"Will you give me the wine?" Hillary tilted her head and said suddenly.

Don Guy hesitated, turned around and picked up the red wine bottle and the glass that had never been used, filled the glass with about a quarter full of red wine, put the red wine bottle back, turned around, and handed the glass to Hillary.

"Don't drink too much!" Tang Ji said in a low voice.

He knew that Hillary was in a bad mood now, but very, very bad, so he had been with her since he came in, Hillary blamed himself, Don Guy understood what it was like, because Don Guy also felt this way when Mike died, and today's matter is obviously much more serious than the death of a person, or rather, it is not a question of whether to die or not, there are many people dying every day all over the world, and there are many of them, this is nothing new, the real problem is ...... This gathering place for survivors was destroyed.

"Thank you!" Hillary took the glass, thanked her, raised her hand to brush the messy hair on her forehead, raised the glass to her lips, and took a sip of red wine.

"Where did we just say?" Hillary asked, looking up.

"Rise from where you fall." Don Ji looked down at her, smiled and slowly repeated.

"Oh, this, lie to the child, do you believe it? Do you believe I can still make it here? Hillary asked.

"Uh-huh, it's hard to say." Don Guy replied noncommittally, because he didn't know what would happen in the future, no one could know what would happen, but one thing was for sure, it would be much more difficult for Hillary to start over here, because she had already lost her heart.

"You don't believe it either." Hillary took Don Guy's words as a negative, shook her head slightly, and said with the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, revealing a sad smile.

"Maybe you're right." Tanji gave Hillary Clinton an affirmation.

"Really?" Hillary shook the glass gently, looked at the red liquid in the glass through the transparent wall, did not look up, and said with some relief: "I hope I'm right, I'm glad you can say that, really, thank you...... Oh shit! Hillary suddenly screamed as she spoke, her eyes widening a little, and she saw a figure appear in the glass.

The man was right behind her.

She subconsciously threw the glass behind her, leaning forward as one hand reached for her pistol.

But she was still a step slower.

A rope went around her head from behind, grabbed her neck, and dragged her backwards, knocking her down with the sofa chair in a moment.

Everything happened too fast, and it wasn't until Hillary was dragged down that Don Ji reflected, turned his head and his eyes widened a little, and he shouted with a somewhat frightened expression: "Monica, don't!" (To be continued.) )