The Walking Dead

Darryl, whose jaw was firmly held back, felt that his internal organs were on fire for a moment.He didn't dare to fight back, but just raised his hands, trying to push away Heber who seemed to him crazy.

When Tasia's father started beating Darryl, Moore had taken a few steps forward, preparing to separate the two.

But he changed his mind, if Heber wasn't allowed to vent his anger now, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause in the future because of today's incident.

Thinking about it this way, this movement is still very necessary at this moment.

So, having figured it out, Moer Shi ran to the car beside him and sat down directly on the hood.

Then when Heber struck too hard, he inserted a few sentences from time to time: "Take it easy, don't hit the bone, if you break it, you will lose all your energy, hey! - I said can you not hit the face, If it is broken, even if Tasia is found, she may not be willing to take him!"

"Moore, that's your brother! Go and help him, even Tasia's father can't be so unreasonable!" Carol, who reacted anxiously, grabbed his clothes and begged Moore .

"Go away!" Moore slapped her hand away, and she can pull Moore Deason's clothes?Only a woman with big breasts and big buttocks can pull his clothes, well, a woman like Andrea is barely okay.

He glanced at Carol idly: "This is our family business, why do you meddle in it as an outsider." Ignoring the stunned woman, he turned his head and watched Daryl's unilateral beating.

After a while of beatings, Heber's anger also subsided a lot, and his strikes were no longer as ruthless as at the beginning.

Moore rubbed his chin. It seemed that this was indeed a good sport for the body and mind. In view of the fact that everyone was more able to play, he could consider including this activity as a reserved item in the family tradition in the future.

He is not like Heber, who will be in a mess as long as he meets his daughter.Moore didn't believe that Tasia died without seeing the body, and he never believed that the woman Hebe had carefully cultivated would die so inexplicably.

"Hebe, that's enough," Rick said unbearably when he saw Darryl spitting out blood. He understood Heber's mood, but if he continued to fight, Darryl would be injured internally. In such a harsh environment, it is simply a matter of stepping into the gate of hell with one foot, "We should get out of here."

Heber threw the hunched Darryl to the ground, spat hard on the side, and turned to stare at Rick: "If you want to go, you go, I will never leave here until I find Tasia !"

Hearing their conversation, Darryl, who was lying on the ground and couldn't stand upright, was stunned, and wiped the blood on his lips with the back of his hand indiscriminately: "What are you talking about, what's wrong with Tasia?!"

"Because of your idiot's irresponsible behavior, Tasia is missing, you still have the nerve to ask me?!" Hebe suddenly turned his head and stared fiercely at the dumbfounded man on the ground.

The woman who calmly asked him to do what he wanted to do, the woman who smiled and said, when you come back, I will appear in front of you as soon as possible, is missing.

Just because of his mistake, he asked his woman to bear the price. It's ridiculous that he thought complacently that he saved another person in need, and it turned out that it was Tasia's life in exchange.

Darryl pursed his lips and did not refute Heber's words.

He pressed his abdomen, lowered his head and silently got up from the ground with difficulty, went to the side and bent down to pick up the crossbow that fell on the ground, then turned and walked towards the red car in his memory.

"Darryl, why don't I help you treat the wound first." Carol mustered up her courage and stopped him from staggering forward.

Darryl didn't make a sound, didn't even look at her, stretched out his crossbow to block her, and just walked straight past her.

In front of the red car, lay several headshot zombies, each with a dark brown gun hole between their eyebrows.

The left door of the car was wide open, and the right window was also smashed.Darryl leaned into the car full of shards of glass, not letting go of any clues, but there didn't seem to be any signs of fighting in the car.

He got out of the car and walked slowly in the direction where the zombie fell to the ground.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, and Darryl squatted down slowly, accidentally touching the wound on his body.

With a muffled snort, he held back the pain and stretched out his index finger to dip a little of the blood on the ground. He rubbed it in front of him and took a closer look.

It was fresh human blood, and the accident took no more than an hour. Darryl's fingers gradually tightened until they were clenched into fists.If it wasn't someone else's blood, it was Tasia's.

When he thought that the woman he held in his hands and loved was likely to be shot, Darryl felt so distressed that he could almost suffocate.

Heber was right, how could he be so stupid, he thought it was safe here, but he didn't think that besides zombies, there were people, who were the biggest threat to her.

He stood up and walked on.There were three bullet holes in the nearby car body. From the point of view of shooting, one should be shot by Tasia, and the other two were directed in her direction.

Darryl continued to check without being discouraged. With Tasia's hand speed, there should not be only one bullet fired, and there must be something that was missed.

As expected, in the gap between the cars not far away, the body of a strong man was lying on the ground. He checked the man's body from top to bottom. scars.

Obviously, this was a member of the group that attacked Tasia.

Daryl stood up and looked around.

On the road a few meters away, there were heavy braking and turning marks, even under the silvery moonlight, they were so obvious. They should have split into two ways to outflank Tasia who was alone.

He can finally be sure now that she was kidnapped.The reason could be damn simple, she's a lone woman, and she's pretty.

Perhaps this beauty will add more suffering to her.

Darryl gritted his teeth, he couldn't imagine how his girl would deal with those brutal men when she was seriously injured.

She is such a proud woman.

No, he can't think about it anymore, he will find her no matter what, no matter what she has become.

Rick watched Darryl turn around silently with a complicated expression, went up to the RV, and simply took some bandages and medicine for trauma.

Heber has stopped talking since he proposed to leave just now, and packed his belongings on his back without saying a word.

After everything was ready, he walked up to Rick and said, "I'll stay here to look for Tasia, you can take the others first, and I'll go find you after I find her."

Rick hesitated to speak, not because he didn't want to stay and help his companions, but zombies passed by here from time to time, and the previous gunshots may have alarmed the nearby corpses.

He couldn't drag everyone into the water to do something that might not work out at all.

Avoiding his sight, Rick turned and got into the RV: "We will keep going along this road until we decide where we are going. I hope you can catch up as soon as possible."

"I'm not leaving either. Maybe Amy is waiting for me to find her somewhere." Andrea got out of the car and stood still. She promised her father to take good care of her only sister, but she But failed.

If there is no Amy, Andrea thought, what is the point of living.

Rick glanced around helplessly: "Okay, if anyone else wants to stay, tell them."

"...Sophia hasn't been found yet," Carol finally couldn't bear it anymore, some people were looking for Tasia, some were looking for Amy, but no one mentioned her daughter, she turned to Darryl helplessly, " I'm not leaving either, you'll help me find her, right?"

She knew he was definitely staying, that Carol wanted to be with him, and she believed Daryl would protect her and help her get her daughter back.

But this time, Darryl didn't agree to her request without thinking like many times before.