"I, a Chinese-American mixed-race, Tang is my surname, Ji is my first name, according to the habit of Chinese, so I put my surname in front, called Tang Ji, of course, you can also call me Tang." Tang Ji spoke, and after saying this, he paused.

"I am 27 years old this year, my mother is a translator in the foreign affairs department of the State Department, my father is a surgeon, and I know Chinese, English, German, Korean, French, Russian, Thai seven languages, graduated from Harvard Medical School four years ago, and then spent two years participating in two American laboratory research projects, obtained a double master's degree in biopharmaceutical and clinical surgery, came to work in New York two years ago, before the end of the world, I would be an assistant to the president at the New York headquarters of Green Point Biopharmaceutical Company during the day, and ...... at night I was an underground doctor, serving the gangsters, treating patients with serious injuries, and I performed a total of 57 surgeries in two years, without any failure. ”

"I bought a gun about a year and a half ago, and I practiced it, because it was involved in black, just in case, but now the marksmanship can only be regarded as average, not outstanding, and not too bad."

"And ...... I'm playing well with a scalpel and can be used as a throwing knife! ”

"By the way, I am calm enough when encountering things, and I must have a calm heart when doing surgery, which should be considered a specialty!" Don Ji finally leaned back in his chair and smiled.

He said a lot, a lot, and said some things that no one knows, and the reason why he said so much is that he wants to tell everyone that he is very special and capable, not to mention anything else, just in the context of the end times, the value of a doctor is already immeasurable, you know, being bitten by a zombie is not a certain death, quickly remove the muscle tissue near the wound, you may not be infected, and Tang Ji's subtext is to say, I am the most capable person here, you should listen to me.

After listening to Tang Ji's words, everyone was silent, looking at Tang Ji who didn't know what to say, Tang Ji's self-introduction...... It's gorgeous enough, but there is no doubt about Tang Ji's words, because at this time, no one will exaggerate his ability, the last days are naturally capable people work hard, and exaggerating their ability is undoubtedly looking for death, but, only Maniela, looked at Tang Ji with a slightly skeptical look, she lived next door to Tang Ji for two years, and knew that Tang Ji's life was very ordinary, there was no money, and a leather jacket could be worn for two years without changing, which was not like the life of a person who worked as an assistant to the president of Green Point Biomedicine.

"Where's your money?" Maniela leaned in Tangji's ear and asked in a voice that no one else could hear, if you ask a man for money before the end of the world, there will definitely be taboos, but there will be no money in the end times, money is already waste paper, if Donji didn't lie, then he must be worth a lot, but Maniela has never seen it.

"Spent it!" Tang Ji turned his head slightly to look at Manila, who was close at hand, and without explaining too much, he immediately turned his head to look at the others, "Let's study the research plan, it's better to leave here as soon as possible." ”

"You've already figured it out, right? Let's talk about it. Old Mike seemed to see through something, and watched as Tang Ji gave him the right to speak again.

"Then I'll talk about it!" Tang Ji didn't shirk, nodded and said: "Leaving the city of New York, the journey will definitely not be smooth, then the first step is to get enough weapons, when we just met, you just went to the gun shop to get guns, because there are too many zombies in vain, and this time, we also went to the gun shop...... Here's what my plan is......"

Tang Ji briefly talked about the preliminary plan, and the old Mike couldn't help but nod his head, but finally reminded: "It's a bit risky, and there is not much gas in the car." ”

"It's worth the risk, we can't get out of New York, a big city with at least fifteen million zombies, without guns, and besides, you come and drive, I believe you." Tang Ji said that the number of zombies is his conversion, the population of the entire New York City in 2015 has approached 20 million, is the world's third most populous city, second only to Tokyo and Mexico City, and the probability of human infection with the virus to become zombies is 70%, this is only the number when the end of the world just broke out, and the huge turmoil caused by the outbreak of the end of the world, there will inevitably be many human beings infected by zombies, the end of the world broke out for more than a day, I don't know how many people were bitten and infected or even eaten, So fifteen million is just a conservative number, probably more.

After making a plan, Tang Ji decided to take a day off at the Dream House clothing store now, and then start to act, preferably in the early morning, when the zombies had just recovered from the silence of the night, and the reaction should not be as fast as the zombies who were active during the day, of course, this is just Tang Ji's speculation, in fact, more importantly, Old Mike and these people have not had a good rest since the outbreak of the end times, they need to rest.

"Alright, let's do it first!" Donji stood up, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he pulled out the only pistol from his lower back, he checked the Sig P210 pistol, the magazine capacity was seven rounds, but there were only five rounds in it.

"Hey......" Seeing that Tang Ji suddenly took out his gun, everyone suddenly became nervous, and Jason even screamed.

"Don't be nervous." Tang Ji smiled, with a shake of his hand, he adjusted the pistol to a direction, holding the body of the gun in his hand, the handle of the gun was exposed, Tang Ji handed the pistol to Laura, and said with a smile: "Gun Laura holds, there are not many bullets, look for the feel, it will always be better than my marksmanship." ”

Make the best use of things, Don Ji knows what level he is now, and he also chooses to believe Laura, which can pull in the relationship between the two parties, if Tang Ji has been holding a gun, they will always feel that Tang Ji is a threat, this is not good, although Tang Ji is a person who is not very willing to get along with strangers, the first contact may feel that Tang Ji is good, but after a long time, you will find that Tang Ji is very cold, and in fact, Tang Ji just doesn't like to contact strangers more, it's not that he won't contact, if he wants to be friends with whom, Then he must be able to become friends with that man by his appearance and calm thoughts.

It can be said that Don Ji has now given the gun to Laura, more or less with a bit of utilitarian surname, but after a long time, Don Ji believes that as long as the other party does not die or he does not die, he will definitely become friends, after all, human beings are emotional animals.

Laura showed a look of surprise on her face, took the pistol, and touched it seriously, the gun is still new, this is a private gun, and it is impossible to shoot hundreds or thousands of bullets, and people who go to the shooting range to practice guns will also provide their own guns and ammunition.

"Thank you!" Laura looked up and said, and looked down at the gun, she seemed to have not touched a pistol for a long time, although guns are rampant in the United States, almost every household has a gun, but these guns are used for self-defense, and they are not allowed to be taken out of the house, and most of them are shotguns, to say pistols, unless there is some special purpose, people of Laura's age will never buy them.

"You're welcome!" Tang Ji smiled, leaned forward and flipped through the travel bag on the coffee table, took out a bag of potato chips from it, tore open the package, walked to the window, opened the curtain a gap, looked down, and took out potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth.

Watching the bloody zombies eat potato chips, Tang Ji at this time is very heavy, in fact, this is just Maniela's opinion who walked to Tang Ji later, Tang Ji himself has a strong adaptability to blood, and he does not feel uncomfortable, he eats potato chips because although potato chips are defined as junk food, this thing is a high-calorie food, which is very helpful for replenishing physical energy, and the reason why Tang Ji looks at zombies is to observe, he hopes to see some problems with zombies.

What's more, no one says you can't look at zombies when eating potato chips!

"Good appetite." Maniela praised on the side, watching the zombie Tangji eat something is very admirable.

"Ask whatever you want." Don Ji said, and then stretched the bag of potato chips in front of Manila, and said, "Would you like some?" ”

"You can eat." Maniela refused, pushed the bag back, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything you haven't said?" ”

"Everyone has a secret!" Don Guy turned to look at Maniela and smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth.

Crunch! Crunch!

At this time, Christine also walked to Tang Ji with a bag of potato chips, and glanced out the window while chewing potato chips, without even frowning, turned her head and glanced at the potato chips in Tang Ji's hand again, reached out and took out one and stuffed it into her mouth, crunched and chewed, shook her head slightly, and seemed to feel that the taro-flavored potato chips in Tang Ji's hand were not delicious.

"Do you want to eat my this, barbecue-flavored!" Christine handed her potato chips to Don Guy and looked at Don Ji and said.

"I'll taste it...... Well, it tastes good, we can eat it in a different way. ”

"Okay, you're that, well, not bad, actually."

"Don, look at that zombie, there's something in its mouth."

"It's like liver...... No, it's not right, it's supposed to be the lungs, and the liver is not that big...... It's too dirty to see. ”

Under the shadow of death, next to the bed on the second floor of the clothing store, a man and a girl eat each other's potato chips and judge the zombies outside the window.

Tang Ji doesn't think that Christine should not be allowed to contact these, it has nothing to do with age, although it is disgusting, but now this thing is everywhere in the world, and it must be contacted, and if you can face the zombies calmly, the chance of surviving in the end times is greater.

Maniela stood silent, her forehead already faintly black lines, and the word strange was redefined in her mind.

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Ahem, although the 10,000-word update is a little late, it's still completed, is it okay to ask for recommendations!!