10 p.m. at United Nations Headquarters, Manhattan, New York, USA.

While inspections were still underway in the quarantine zone, a kilometre north of Headquarters, Clinton had been watching, but Tanji said goodbye to her and returned early to his residence in the library at United Nations Headquarters.

It was late at night, but there was still some noise in the living room, and several young people, including Manila, were sitting around the coffee table playing cards, and there were only four people participating in the game, and there was a bystander, Monica.

Monica doesn't like to play cards, usually at this time she has already slept, but today she didn't go back to the room early, is sitting in the corner of the sofa reading a book, from time to time will look up at the game of cards, Christine as usual still likes to shout, from time to time will argue with Jason, Manila and Kelly are very quiet, except for when the cards are played, they will talk, most of the other times are pursed lips and laughing to watch Christine and Jason arguing.

There was a sound of the door opening, and then Tang Ji pushed the door and walked into the living room.

Monica, who was holding the book, glanced at it, slowly closed it, got up and walked to her room.

Don Guy looked at Monica as she walked back to the room and closed it, then turned her gaze back to the couch, tossed the coat hanging from the crook of her arm, and leaned over to hug Maniela from behind.

A few days ago, the encounter with the zombie dog still made everyone's hearts palpitate, Maniela was also afraid after hearing about it afterwards, and when she came back that evening, Monica, who made a mistake, had been acting very strange, completely maintaining an attitude of admitting her mistakes by doing something wrong, but after a night, early the next morning, she changed back to the way she was, and she was lukewarm to anyone, and she never taught Tang Ji to drive again these days, and the attitude was already obvious, and she wanted Tang Ji to ask for another master.

She knew she couldn't control her emotions, so there were some things she might as well not do it.

"What to play?" Don Ji hugged Manila, pressed his chin on Maniela's shoulder, and gently asked at the base of Maniela's ear, and asked.

"See for yourself." Maniela held the card in her hand for Don Ji to look at, but suddenly her mouth came to Don Ji's ear and whispered something.

Don Guy pursed his lips and nodded, his eyes raised, and he looked at Christine, who was sitting next to Kelly on the other side of the sofa, Christine was holding a card to block her face, since Don Guy came to the sofa, she was like this, the card has not been put down, it seems that she doesn't want Don Ji to see her face.

After Don Ji came back, everyone only played a handful of cards, and the game was scattered, originally Manila was not resting at this time to wait for Tang Ji, and Christine did not rest to accompany Manila, Kelly was afraid to sleep alone, so she had to wait for Christine, and Kelly did not sleep, and Jason, who had been holding "bad intentions" against Kelly, naturally would not go to sleep.

The knock-on effect, now that Tanji is back, Maniela is going to rest, so everyone is scattered.

"Gone, Duke!" Christine dropped the card, kicked the duke who was asleep under the coffee table with her foot, and got up and walked to her room.

Ten minutes later.

In Tang Ji's bedroom, there are no windows, and the light is dim and dim.

The bed creaked slightly, the man's gasp mingled with the woman's moans, and just by listening to the sound, you could guess what these two men were doing.

"Oh...... Baby...... Oh, God...... ......" Maniela grabbed the railing at the head of the bed with both hands, her legs wrapped around Don Quixy's waist, and muttered from her mouth with misty eyes.

Don Guy lay on top of her, his hands propped up on the bed on either side of her body, fighting hard, and Maniela would occasionally raise her head and kiss him.

"Baby, you're so good...... Please...... Oh......" Maniela had already begun to babble nonsense, her sweaty body trembled slightly, her hands let go of the guardrail at the head of the bed, hugged Don Guy's waist, her arms were very close, as if she wanted to integrate Don Guy into her body, she seemed to have reached the most wonderful peak.

Knock knock!

The sound of slamming the door suddenly sounded, and the bodies of the two people on the bed in the room trembled subconsciously, and then they all stopped moving, Tang Ji lay on Maniela's body, turned his head and shouted angrily outside: "Who, damn it!" ”

"It's me, do you have air freshener here? My room has not been ventilated for too long, the smell is a little bad, and I can't sleep. Monica's faint voice appeared outside the door.

"Damn it......" Don Guy whispered in annoyance, bowed his head and kissed Maniela on the lips quickly, then got up from the bed, jumped out of bed naked, picked up the air freshener on the bedside table, swaggered to the door, and opened the door a little more.

Tang Ji looked at Monica who was standing at the door with a blank face and was wearing only one pajamas, didn't say anything, reached out and handed the air freshener out, he knew that Monica was definitely taking revenge on him, absolutely! But he didn't have a hole in his head, so he didn't quarrel with Monica, he just wanted to send Monica away quickly.

Monica was standing at the door looking down at her nails, Don Ji handed out the air freshener, she immediately reached out to catch it, then raised her head, first tilted her head slightly, looked into the room, and could vaguely see Maniela who was already sitting at the head of the bed and pulling a blanket in her hand, Maniela was also looking out of the door, just met Monica's eyes, her eyes were a little dissatisfied and complaining.

"Tsk!" Monica's eyes suddenly drooped again, aiming at Tang Ji's lower body, Tang Ji didn't hide it from her at all, so she saw everything clearly, pouted the corners of her mouth and made a strange tsk, shook the air freshener in her hand, and said, "Thank you, good night and good dreams." ”

Boom!

Tang Ji closed the door directly.

Monica turned silently, continued to shake the air freshener in her hand, and walked towards her room.

In the room, Don Ji walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, Maniela on the bed didn't say anything, removed the blanket on her body, hugged Tang Ji and rolled together, after a while, Don Ji suddenly pushed Maniela away and got up, covered her forehead and said, "Oh, damn it!" ”

"What's wrong with you, honey?" Maniela also got up and whispered by her arm on Donji's shoulder.

"Damn Monica......" Tang Ji cursed again, and raised his hand to point to his lower body with a somewhat frustrated expression.

Maniela looked over, and immediately covered her lips with her hands and made an "oh" surprised sound, followed by a pouting smile, her teeth gently biting the corners of her lips, pushing Tang Ji's shoulder, and whispering, "I'll help you." ”

Don Guy lay down, and Maniela knelt beside him, brushing her hair and slowly lowering her head.

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At about 10:15 p.m., several bright searchlights were installed on the Secretariat building in the huge compound of the United Nations Headquarters, shining below, making the vicinity of the gate of the United Nations Headquarters illuminated.

The sound of cars coming from outside the headquarters came from outside the headquarters, and soon the five buses led by more than a dozen armed trucks carrying the last batch of survivors who had completed the examination entered the United Nations headquarters, the armed trucks entered the compound and stopped for a while, Hillary got out of the car accompanied by some escorts, and walked directly to the library, and the truck continued to move forward, driving into the underground parking lot through the side of the traffic entrance.

The huge steel door of the United Nations headquarters slowly closed with the combined efforts of several men, and several armed men began to lock the door.

Several buses came to a stop in the middle of the compound, and all the survivors, about two hundred and fifty people in total, began to divide into groups and walk in different directions, some of them to the Secretariat building, some to the underground car park, and there were also places in the General Assembly Hall building where they could rest.

Some of the armed men began to give them the items they needed to rest during the procession, not very heavy, only a pillow, a thick blanket spread under them, and a thin blanket that could be covered on their bodies, the matter had been made clear outside, these survivors already knew that they had no room and were mentally prepared, so at this time all the survivors here accepted the things, hugged them in their arms and followed the team forward.

Hillary, followed by some guards, hiked across the meadows, up the road, and up the steps outside the library, where the survivors had dispersed and marched in an orderly manner.

Dada!

At that moment, a continuous burst of gunfire rang out at the United Nations headquarters, and Hillary, who was already about to enter the library, quickly stopped, turned around sharply, and looked up at the upper floors of the Secretariat building.

At the same time, in the grass in the middle of the United Nations Headquarters, the survivors who were still on the march all stopped, and armed men quickly surrounded them, raising their guns and pointing their guns at the upper floors of the Secretariat building, because the gunfire lasted only once, very quickly, so they could not be sure from which floor the gunfire was coming from.

"Damn, what's going on?" Hillary, who was standing in front of the library, took out the walkie-talkie, quickly adjusted it to full-range communication, and shouted, and the tall guards immediately surrounded her in the middle and protected her.

"Zombies, there are survivors on the 35th floor who have become zombies, Dave has been bitten, God! It's so fast! Soon, Hillary Clinton's walkie-talkie was reported, and of course not only her walkie-talkie received this statement, but also the vast majority of people at the United Nations headquarters who had walkie-talkies, including the armed personnel around the survivors in the grass.

"God, how can this be?"

"What are we going to do, isn't it safe here?"

The survivors in the grass let out an exclamation and a flutter, but fortunately there were armed men surrounding the protectors to give them peace of mind, otherwise they might have just run away.

Hillary listened to the words on the walkie-talkie, took a quick and deep breath, and her face was a little ugly.

Dada...... Dada...... Gunshots rang out again in the Secretariat building, this time not for a moment, but continuously, and anyone standing outside could see it if they looked up, and in the darkness of the night, the light began to flicker and dim from the windows on the thirty-fifth floor of the Secretariat building.

"Oh God, more than one zombie, some people have been bitten, damn it, what to do? Oh...... Oh...... Oh damn it, there are injured people who have become zombies, and they have become so fast, crackling......" The intercom suddenly came out of the voice of the person who had just been reported, this voice was panicked and frightened, and the last voice seemed to be that the walkie-talkie fell to the ground.

"Oh God!" Hillary suddenly raised her hand to cover her forehead, and she seemed to feel that the last thing she wanted to happen had happened.

"All the guards in the Secretariat building obey the order, all of them send reinforcements to the 35th floor, be sure to control the situation, go quickly!" Hillary picked up the walkie-talkie again and gave a quick command.

Three minutes later, the gunfire from the 35th floor of the Secretariat building spread to the 36th and 34th floors, and the gunfire became more intense, apparently with more guards on it, but it did not stop the spread of the disaster in the slightest.

"Boss, we can't stand it, they're too fast......"

"They can easily break through doors and glass, and God, the survivors have too few guns to defend themselves......"

"Go down, go down, kill them......"

There was a jumble of voices over the intercom, some explaining to Mrs. Clinton, others not knowing who they were talking to.

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A few minutes ago, inside the library, in the dim light of Don Guy's bedroom, in bed.

Tang Ji put Maniela's legs on his shoulders, pressed Maniela under him, and fought hard, the big bed creaked, and the head of the bed hit the wall with a thumping sound.

The man's heavy gasp mingled with the coquettish gibberish of the woman's voice, and the strange smell permeated.

Dada...... A dense burst of gunfire rang out suddenly!

"Oh, shit!" A man's angry voice rang out in the room. (To be continued.) )