The Walking Dead

At the entrance of the only jewelry store in the town, Darryl calmly kicked the headshot of the rushing zombie away, and walked into the beautifully decorated gate.

If ignoring the dead body on the ground and the bloody palm prints on the glass window, Darryl can even imagine that he is a gentleman who came to pick out gifts for his girlfriend.

Well, the gentleman may be a bit reluctant, and he can't imagine what he would look like if he were a gentleman, wearing a suit, tie, top hat, or holding a cane?Ugh, Darryl is disgusted by his own imagination...

In the training camp opened by Heber, Tasia carelessly used the "women's wolf defense technique" that her father customized for her, and once again brought Glenn to the ground.

"Wow——" Glenn rubbed the back of his head resentfully and got up, "Your moves are too vicious, remember to be gentle next time."

Tasia rolled her eyes at him. Compared with men, her own strength was already at a disadvantage. If it was any lighter, it would not be a defense against wolves, but a refusal to welcome, stupid.

Tasia left the stage with high-fives from Amy, who came up excitedly, and walked towards the barn after saying hello to Heber.

She was just curious. She didn't see Moore all day today. There's no reason why this guy didn't come out to find fault so quietly, unless he found a new toy.

Well, Tasia admitted, she couldn't sit still for a moment, and she couldn't do anything without going to the barn to see what was going on today.

Before reaching the barn, I saw Carl being thrown out by the neck from a distance. The wooden door closed with a clang, and the little boy staggered back a few steps, still unable to maintain his balance. The buttocks sat on the ground.

Tasia quickly stepped forward to help him up, and patted the ashes on Carl's pants: "Are you okay?"

Carl looked up at her in fear, his blue eyes sparkling like Bambi's: "I'm fine, can you not tell my parents? I don't want them to know that I went into the barn."

Tasia touched his little head: "Okay, but you have to promise me not to go in again, we can't be sure that everyone is kind, okay?"

"I understand, I just want to see what kind of kid they are talking about," Carl lowered his head sadly, "Moll is beating him, I heard him begging for mercy, maybe he is not as bad as everyone says .”

Tasia looked at the sky helplessly, and said don't bother until the injury is healed. This guy Moore is simply teaching bad children.

"Are you going to stop him?" Seeing Tasia's puzzled eyes, Karl explained, "I mean, Moll should listen to you, Randall is about to be killed by him, er, just The one locked inside."

Tasia avoided Karl's expectant eyes in embarrassment, and didn't know what to say. Should she tell him that the man locked inside was not as kind and innocent as he imagined, or that she didn't want to go here at all? When wading in muddy water, I would not sympathize with a person just because of his age, ignoring the sins he had committed.

Alas, I can't believe that Carl, who has become so blackened at this time in the original drama and can say "kill him" to Rick without changing his face, is still begging himself for the imprisoned boy with kindness.

Tasia patted him on the shoulder, turned and opened the barn door: "I will think about it."

Closing the heavy wooden door blocked Karl's sight outside, and the discomfort of suddenly entering a dark environment from the sun made Tasia squint her eyes.

Seeing that she was the only one, Moore breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was less trouble, although he didn't care, if there were always people buzzing around his ears like flies all day long, it would be enough to make him irritated.

The teenager curled up in the corner saw Moore stop, looked at the door, looked along, and found that a very weak and beautiful girl had just entered.

Hope was rekindled in my heart, and I struggled to get up, the iron chain was rattling: "Don't kill me, please, I am innocent, I have not done anything bad, please."

The corners of his eyes were swollen high, and the whites of his eyes were severely congested due to the impact of heavy objects. The blood from the newly added wound on his forehead was mixed with tears and dirt on the ground, which almost wiped out that pretty little face. I can't see my true colors anymore.

Tasia didn't move, whether she was innocent or not, she knew very well in her heart that no one in this world was truly innocent, including herself.

Moore kicked the child back to his original position, ruthlessly pulled up the collar of the boy who was bent over like a shrimp in pain, and gently gestured on his face with the tip of the dagger: "Randall, yes Right? You'd better wake up, no one will come to rescue you. If you still don't tell the truth, I will peel off the skin of your face to make a specimen and hang it on my Enjoy it every night in the tent."

Randall broke down and cried: "I said it all, I don't know them well, I just met on the road, they took me in, they have men, women, and children, just like you, I thought I would follow They have a better chance of surviving together."

His body was shaking like a sieve, he bowed his head to Moore weakly, sniffed, and continued: "But, we went out to find supplies, and there were only a few men... One night, we found a campsite, A man and his two daughters, very young and very lovely cardamom maidens."

Randall glanced uneasily at Tasia at the door and Moore staring at him like a beast.

"Their father could only watch them...the group of people didn't want to give him pleasure, so he just let him watch like this, and saw his daughter being...just throw him there." Feeling the man in front of him With the murderous intent on his body, the boy hurriedly stammered, "But I didn't touch those two girls, I swear I didn't, I really didn't!"

"Ah!" The boy tried his best to retract his injured shoulder, avoiding Moore's kick, "Please, please believe me, I'm not that kind of person, I'm not that kind of person, I don't want to change In that way..."

Moore furiously kicked his chest, abdomen and stomach, what a person like himself has never done, and these scumbags have done it all!

Last night, if I and Darryl hadn't acted fast enough, I might have died under this kid's gun, and I dared to say that I was a soy saucer, and I dared to say that I was innocent, how dare I dare to say it!

Moore raised the dagger, stabbed it into the boy's thigh, and stared bloodthirstyly at his eyes widened by the pain: "Say! Besides these, what else?! Tell us the exact number of you, Tell me about your equipment, where you are stationed, and what you want to do!"

"Ahhh - let go! I say, I say! Thirty of them, I really don't know where they are now, we never stay in one place for too long, I don't know if they're scouting, going to be here Long stay, they dropped me, I just knew they had weapons, heavy equipment and automatic rifles."

Randall was in pain like a fish nailed to a chopping board. He opened his mouth and opened his mouth helplessly to inhale. His body hurt and his heart felt uncomfortable. He was not indifferent to the actions of those people, but they gave him a foothold. Therefore, in order to survive, he must integrate into them.

Tears burst from the corners of his eyes, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he just wanted to live.

Conscience is only eligible to be remembered when life safety is guaranteed.Whether he let himself throw it away, or pick it up, in order to survive, he will do it, whether he wants to or not.

Tasia, who had been standing silently at the door, didn't try to stop Moore from venting, but felt a little uneasy.

The time to open the barn has been brought forward, and the time for Hershel to enter the city has also been brought forward, but he still met Randall and his group, and according to his dictation, the father and daughter he spoke of had also been ravaged by those people .

She didn't know if she was thinking too much, maybe what happened to those three people had happened earlier, maybe that group of people would have been wandering around the town looking for a better camp recently.Tasia didn't care about the situation of those people. What she was worried about was whether the time for the arrival of the zombie wave would remain the same, or would it be advanced?

This thought shocked her, and she didn't even respond when Moore walked out with her shoulders.

"Little girl, are you scared? Look at your stupidity." Moore looked at the girl next to him dissatisfied, it's not good to be so timid.

Tasia raised her chin speechlessly, and squinted at him: "Idiot, a simple-minded guy like you won't understand what people with normal IQ are thinking."

Moore raised his eyebrows, grabbed her waist, lifted Tasia up into the air, and smiled triumphantly: "Ouch—normal people, keep on jumping for me—"

Tasia quickly grabbed his hand, looked down at the corner of his mouth that was about to reach his ear, and gritted her teeth: "...you still have time to put me down now, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Tsk tsk tsk~ It's so light, how can you stand Daryl like you—haha!" Moore was so happy that her eyes turned into crescent moons at her serious words, he deliberately straightened his hands, and turned her upside down in the air Dian, "I won't put you down~~ I won't put you down—you can bite me if you have the ability, stinky girl—haha, I'm mad at you."

Tasia sighed deeply, turned her head and couldn't bear to see his stupid look.

Unprepared, he quickly bent his knee and kicked Moore under the armpit, clasped his shoulder with one hand, stepped on his abdomen with the other foot, and took advantage of a beautiful front somersault over his head.

When his right hand brushed against his Adam's apple, he hesitated for a moment, and instead grabbed his paralyzed arm. The moment his feet hit the ground, he used inertia to press against Moore's back, and gave him a reverse move. Shoulder fall.