"Damn, it's ...... at this time" Monica also stopped, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice, if Don Ji appeared in front of her now, she would definitely go up and smack him with a big mouth.

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, there was someone, this person could be maintained by our dear Miss Monica, really, tsk...... Let's go back. Will said in a strange tone, grabbed Monica's shoulders, tugged and spun around, let Monica into the hallway, he continued to let Monica walk in front, and the three of them walked towards the president's office.

Will looked at Monica strangely, with some incomprehension in his expression, he couldn't figure it out, for whom could Monica ignore his life and death? Monica should know that since she was captured alive by Will, as long as the zombies outside are not lured away, she will not be spared the fate of being eaten.

However, she is a woman, so she will not die in a short time, because women can not only be used as meat, but also as vent**, when the other meat is eaten, it is the day when Monica begins to be eaten, that is, if Monica has just contributed the person inside, then Monica can live for so many days or two, and she will definitely die at the end.

Will will definitely do this, Monica should also know this, contributing the people inside is equivalent to prolonging his life, and may even make himself immortal, because every quarter of an hour of life, the zombies may be lured away, as long as the crisis of the siege is lifted, this inhumane killing game will be over, and at that time Will has no reason to kill her, and if he thinks about the past, maybe he can let her go.

But Monica didn't do that, Will had suspected it before, in fact, it was just a casual temptation, if Monica didn't answer, Will wouldn't be suspicious, but at that time, Monica answered, making Will a little suspicious, and asked Monica why she explained, but Monica asked why Will didn't kill her.

It was this sentence that dispelled Will's suspicions, because it had a very obvious stimulus surname, and Will didn't think that there was anyone here who could make Monica say such things that might anger the enemy, so that Monica was already raising her dangerous surname to protect the others.

Could there be such a person here? Let Monica protect him?

Before, Will thought no, extreme thinking, he thought that Monica was alone, it was impossible to cooperate with anyone here, and he knew how wary Monica was of people.

However, this person appeared.

"Could it be that our dear little darling, Miss Monica, has fallen in love with some man in the space of a few days?" Will walked behind Monica, thinking about his bald head with a strange tattoo, and muttered under his breath, as if talking to himself, as if asking Monica.

Of course, Monica wouldn't answer him, and kept walking in front silently with a straight face, without resisting, without shouting, and without thinking about running away, because she knew that the emaciated man who had been standing silently by Will's side would not give her any chance.

Stopping at the door of the president's office, Monica tilted her head to the side, staring at the bits of blood on the walls of the hallway, as if she didn't want to look at Will's ugly face.

Will glanced at her, pursed his lips, turned his head and reached out to slowly open the door to the president's office, looking inside.

Because the office was too large and rather empty, it was very clean and had not been damaged, Will glanced at it, and after lowering his head, his eyes froze, and now that the sky was bright, and the office was only slightly dim, Will noticed the problem with the carpet, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

"You go ahead." Will turned around, grabbed Monica's shoulder, and pulled her over.

Monica twisted her body sharply, broke free of Will's grip on her shoulder, and glared at Will fiercely before turning her gaze to the floor of the president's office, still like that, the carpet was lifted.

Monica lowered her head and rubbed one foot forward, then hesitated, she suddenly took a step back, turned around, and walked towards the window.

She wanted to kick the carpet away with one kick just now, and it was natural to see what was underneath, and it could also bring a clanging sound to alert Don Ji that something was wrong, but just when she wanted to do that, she suddenly thought again......

Does Don Ji arrange repetitive things?

What if it wasn't that big, exaggerated pushpin under the carpet, but something else, and what if it was kicked in?

Monica didn't know, she didn't dare to kick, so she still planned to walk back along the road that Tang Ji took her out of, in fact, it was a very irrelevant thing to remind Tang Ji now, because Tang Ji was very seriously injured, and there was still a dead end inside, and she couldn't run.

Monica walked to the window, the window was open, and Monica's hands were still tied behind her back, so she couldn't use her hands, so Monica jumped straight on.

Bending her knees, bending over, leaning forward, jumping up, curling up in the air, her feet slammed on the edge of the window, Monica squatted on it steadily, this is a very difficult movement, even less so without her arms to grasp the balance, but Monica did it easily, as light as a predatory civet.

With a twist of her body and sitting down on the window, Monica put her legs on the inside of the window, then slid her ass against the wall a little, her feet landing smoothly without making much noise.

Monica walked to the bedroom door inside, and Will followed through the window, and Sack stood in the hallway, his eyes staring at Monica through the window, until Will reached the office and was next to Monica, and then he began to act.

Finally, the three of them reached the door of the bedroom inside.

Sack grabbed the rope around Monica's wrist, pulled it aside, and pulled out the pistol, the muzzle of which pressed against the back of Monica's head.

Will leaned against the wall next to the bedroom door, twisted his neck and shook his hand, and after moving his body, he also pulled out a pistol, turned his head and swept Monica's face, and glanced at Zack.

Will spun around sharply, one arm flexed and tensed, and the shoulder muscles stood out even more......

Bang Bang ...... Crash!

Will slammed directly into the door with an extremely brutal attitude, the door was directly smashed by him, the solid wood door without small windows and cat's eyes was directly smashed by him, and he rushed into the bedroom, his body was fluttering in the air, a kind of big guy smashing the door in a video game and running rampant with a gun was born.

One hand fell to the ground to support his body, and at that moment he could see that there was no obstacle on the ground, and then his body bent and landed, rolled in a circle, and then rolled sideways, and when he reached the wall, his body hid in the corner between the wall and the cabinet, Will held the pistol flat with one hand, and the muzzle of the gun quickly moved around the room, Will's eyes also moved quickly, his eyes were vigilant.

Everything is said to be responsible, but it actually happens very quickly.

And just as Will had landed a moment earlier, Sack had pushed Monica into the room, and he himself was standing in the doorway, his gun pointed at Monica's back, his eyes scanning the room as well.

The bedroom next to the window, there is not much space, but there is plenty of light, it seems that everything is clear at a glance, wardrobes, hangers, chairs, TVs...... There are also large beds with blood.

No one!

"Gone?" Will smiled a little nervously, not showing the slightest heaviness or frustration because the person was gone, he had been infected by this killing game for too long, and he was always the winner, he liked the feeling of chasing and killing, and this time the person was gone, but it burned his passion even more.

Some things are like doing-love, and Ben is after last-minute pleasure, but the process is more evocative than the result.

Sack walked into the room, still standing behind Monica, muzzle low, motionless.

Will began to search this room, which was not a large space, and it was easy to walk through.

In the closet, there is no one.

In the bathroom, there was no one.

After a quick search of the two easiest places to hide, Will walked to the window, and immediately stopped, the window of this room was always open, Will looked out, and immediately reached out again, touched it down, and then took it back.

Grabbing a rope the thickness of a grown man's thumb in his hand, he leaned over again, leaning out most of his body to look down, and he found the last way for Donji to escape.

One end of the rope is tied to the metal outer structure that protrudes from the side of the window when it is opened, and the rope is about ten meters long, hanging straight down, this open window is on the 44th floor of the office building, and the windows are all open in the same position on the 43rd and 42nd floors of this building.

"Ran away?" Shack, who hadn't spoken since his appearance, spoke, probably because he hadn't spoken for too long, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Well, he should have heard us, this damn guy is so lucky, God bless him." Will dropped the rope, retracted his body, and pouted.

He doesn't plan to chase anymore, because it's too dangerous, grab the rope and go down the body will be suspended, and the movement is restricted, as long as the other party stands by the window of the floor below, holding a gun and waiting, people will shoot, and it is difficult for people to dodge, and even if they are lucky enough to escape, it is possible to fall downstairs directly, after all, it is not a professional aerial work device, it is just a rope, and if you can't catch it, you will die.

Of course, there was another point, and Will didn't know if the man he didn't know who it was had gone to the forty-third or forty-second floor.

"Let's go." Will said, as he spoke, his eyes scanned the room again, and subconsciously acted, Sack had already turned sideways, pulling Monica to let her go out first, but Will suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

Zac stopped, didn't speak, and turned to look at Will.

Will didn't look at him, slowly walked to the side of the bed, pressed his hand on the bed, slid it slightly, and lifted it again, it was already full of blood, very fresh blood.

"This man is not lightly injured." Will muttered, his brow furrowed slightly, and quickly turned and took two steps to the window, picked up the rope that was tied to the outside again, and looked at the end of the rope tied to the metal object, and the nearby section.

"Damn, I almost got fucked by you." Will whispered to himself slowly, a slightly wry smile on his lips.

Turning abruptly, his eyes quickly scanning the room, his eyes falling on the large bed again...... Stopped.

Looking at the bed, Will slowly took a few steps back, until he retreated to the edge of the chair and did not stop, hiding behind the chair, Will untied the semi-automatic rifle from his waist, and said indifferently to the big bed: "Come out, I'll count three times, if I don't come out, I'll break this bed." ”

He found out.

The rope tied to the outside of the window, if someone really climbs down, the rope will definitely shake, because of the weight, the section close to the binding part will rub against the edges and corners of the wall outside the window, that is, that section should be worn.

But the rope was not, not the slightest sign of wear.

This is a detail that most people will ignore, Will didn't pay attention to it at first, but when he found that the blood on the bed was fresh, he knew that this person was seriously injured, very badly injured, and he couldn't guess where the injury was, so he couldn't be sure if the seriously injured person could hold on to the rope and go down, and then he went to check it, and he noticed this detail.

So, he found out.

There's a devil in the details, and that's really the case.

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I got a cup.,Still in the Internet café.,Just now this chapter was about to be written.,And then ...... The computer crashed, I wiped and rubbed and rubbed, I recoded, heaven, earth, please comfort!