The Walking Dead

Amy originally thought that she would die in this cell without a window, especially when she saw the young Jimmy being dragged backwards by two guards and thrown in like a cargo.

His slightly curly blond hair was in a mess, and his scalp was covered with congealed blood scabs one by one. His left eye was swollen high, blue and purple, and bulging brightly.The bridge of the nose was broken, the corners of the mouth were broken, and blood was all over his face.

Because he was dragging backwards on the ground, Jimmy's top was worn up, exposing his thin waist and abdomen, and there were scars all over his pale skin.

They didn't dare to move rashly, the two of them curled up in the corner, and Amy held Beth's hand tightly, giving her strength and preventing her from causing trouble to herself because of impulsiveness.

Leaving aside the unconscious Jimmy, the two men viciously looked the two young girls up and down, until they saw the panic clearly visible on their faces, then Shi Shiran turned and left.

After the iron door was closed again, Amy let go of her hand. The excessive force left a few fingernail marks on the back of Beth's hand, but neither of them paid attention to it.Beth scrambled and threw herself in front of the unconscious Jimmy, crying on top of him: "Jimmy, Jimmy, wake up, open your eyes and look at me."

Amy stared at the closed door, and it was okay to make a mistake with her eyes. She slowly moved towards her companion: "Beth, stop crying, we have to help him deal with the wound quickly." There were footsteps outside.

"Take another girl out, Martinez needs her to write a list." The rustling sound of keys sounded by the door.

Beth's grief was condensed on her face, and the tears that slid down her cheeks were still on the verge of falling.

The two suddenly looked at each other in silence, and after a while, Amy nodded to her, with a faint smile on her face, and stood up the moment the door was opened.

Amy is not afraid of death. It has always been Andrea who has been more afraid of her death than her.She thought that if she really died, her sister would avenge her.

The iron rod hit on the back brought up a puddle of blood, like little flying flowers.

Amy was in pain, but she still clenched her teeth, and a faint smell of rust lingered in her mouth.She smiled brighter and brighter, as if the other party just told a joke that wasn't funny.

"Say it! Tell your accomplices, and I'll let you go!" Martinez kept his subordinates. Compared with the boy just now, he didn't think the girl in front of him could last longer than him.

Amy snorted, her hands raised high, gradually weakened.Not only did she not compromise, her long-buried rebellious nature was stimulated by the violent treatment of the enemy.

She grinned and began to grin, with traces of blood filling the gaps in her gums: "Do you want to know how many of us there are? Hehe, I won't tell you if I kill you." She was about to die, she knew it.

Martinez tightened his grip on the iron rod, walked slowly from behind her to the front of her face, his gloomy eyes fixed on her sweaty face without blinking.After a while, he took a half step forward, and whispered into Amy's ear every word, his voice was thick and slippery like a poisonous snake, as if he was speaking a categorical prophecy: "You will say it, woman, always So duplicity."

Amy restrained her face, stared at him coldly, and said nothing.

But in the next moment, she could no longer keep the calm on her face.Martinez let go of the iron chisel, his cold fingers caressed her fair neck, and his rough palm moved down to the neckline along her smooth and delicate skin.

Amy could vaguely smell the smell of iron left on his hands, and the touch of a strange man made her stomach churn.

She resisted her urge to flee, and the pain in her wrist reminded her not to waste time in useless struggle, it would only make the two disgusting men in front of her more proud.

Before she could build up her psychological defense, Martinez suddenly grabbed her by the collar and slammed her hands outward!Cotton slim-fit plaid shirt, the whole row of exquisite buttons burst out in an instant!The close-fitting gray vest and the shoulder straps of the black corset were exposed.

"You scum! I'm going to kill you!" Amy struggled, and the iron chain fixed to the ceiling was ripped apart.

Martinez looked playfully at the agitated girl in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

"Hiss—" There was a tearing wail, and the gray vest that wrapped her naked body obediently was torn!The bone-cold air invaded her bare skin, her pores tightened, and goose bumps sprang up.

Amy felt that her brain went blank for a moment, and this kind of encounter was beyond her tolerance!She is not yet 19 years old, just at the age of budding, and she also had yearning and longing for love.However, all of this definitely does not include being violated by a strange man.

Amy screamed and dodged desperately, avoiding Martinez's hands, her big round eyes were bloodshot and filled with water mist.

The dim and flickering lights, the girl's fair skin, the delicate black corset, the small and round breast line, and the bloodstains.All of this makes Amy, who should be unkempt, especially attractive!

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For Amy's hopeless struggle, Rick and his party, who were still on the road, knew nothing about it.Half an hour later, Tasia was finally dissatisfied with being dragged down by the newcomers, leaving Telsey, Allen and Rick behind, and took the other six people to Woodbury first.

But they didn't expect that their attack on the town fell into a stalemate. This situation was not caused by too strong a force guarding the back door, but because of the sudden continuous gunshots in the town before they arrived.

The sudden gunshot was like a guiding light, pointing out the direction for countless wandering zombies in the dark night.

On the streets, in the alleys, in the buildings... One by one, mutilated and hobbled walking corpses came out, gradually approaching the direction of the safe area of ​​the town.

"Tasia, come on!" Darryl strode under the fortifications, flipped his right hand over, and slung the crossbow behind him naturally and smoothly, with one foot backward and the other arched forward, clasping both hands, Palms up, head tilted.

Tasia's eyes lit up, and when she heard the words, she put the saber on her waist without hesitation, jumped forward with a run-up, stepped on the palm of Darryl's empty hand with one foot, and with his support, Push up hard.

In just a few seconds, she had successfully climbed onto the fortification of the back door without a single guard!Standing on the high "city wall", Tasia looked around, and there were faint black shadows in the distance, gathering in twos and threes and moving slowly.She didn't dare to look too much, she turned her head and bent down, dragging Maggie who was climbing up behind her.

"Moore, don't kill, hurry up!" When Sean also climbed up to the door, only the Disson brothers were still standing below. Darryl lowered his voice and shouted to his elder brother in a deep voice.

"You go first! I'll come after I get rid of these two poor creatures." Moore licked his chapped lips, and threw out a sentence without looking back.

"Idiot! If you don't come up, just stay with them!" Tasia lay on the ground of the fortification, stretching out her hand to reach Darryl.

Darryl couldn't go against his girlfriend's wishes, so he stood up, took two steps back, pushed forward, and jumped up from the steel beam of the iron wall, just in time to grab Tasia's hand.

After struggling to pull the man weighing more than 100 kilograms up the "city wall", Tasia no longer wanted to talk to that pervert who was full of interest.

Moore knocked the last zombie to the ground, raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed its head with a knife!Looking up to the sky, he let out a long sigh of relief, then got up, and ran back to the back door wall.

"It seems that Rick is not too slow. With those two burdens, I really wronged him." Instead of helping Moore who was jumping outside the wall, Sean looked at the street in the distance and smiled shyly. Very pleasant.

Tasia's heart moved when she heard the words, and she turned around and looked into the distance. A few hundred meters away, there were three figures moving in a zigzag shape, one in front of the other and two behind. It seemed that they couldn't tell who they were at all.

She glanced suspiciously at Sean who was full of affirmation.She can recognize people from such a long distance, should she say that he has good eyesight, or that he has deep affection for Rick...