The Walking Dead

Tasia took a deep breath, and half of her head appeared from under the window sill, raising her gun to aim at the opponent.

With a hot S-shaped figure, wild braided hair, and a handsome two-handed samurai sword, Tasia was stunned the first time she saw the woman clearly.

Isn't this a fighter among women, a living black knife girl-Michonne.

Tasia had already forgotten her purpose of coming up, and directly shifted her gaze down to her upright buttocks, which was enough to stand out from the crowd, tsk tsk tsk, I don't know whether that curvature was born or developed.

The three people in the room were still at a stalemate. Michonne is such a sensitive person, not to mention that his eyes are so hot that it is difficult for people to ignore them.

She turned sideways, pulled Moore by the collar and pushed him in front of her, and said sharply, "Get out of here." The sharp blade pressed against Moore's neck unceremoniously.

Tasia blinked and poked her head out with a simple face: "Are you talking about me?"

Michonne was speechless for a moment, she really couldn't match the shameless and obscene gaze she imagined with the cute and cute girl in front of her, she dragged Moore back a step vigilantly, no matter what, they are now is her enemy.

"A zombie is chasing after you! What are you dawdling about, why don't you get rid of her quickly." Sean picked up a shotgun and rushed in from the door.

Surprised by his action, Michonne tightened his grip on the knife, and a line of blood flowed down Moore's neck.

"Fuck!" Darryl's forehead was bursting with veins, and instead of retreating in rage, he strode forward and pressed the muzzle of the gun to Michonne's head, "I will say it one last time, put down the knife, or I will shoot you!" Blow your head off!"

Michonne, who was cornered by the wall, trembled her lips. No matter how fast her knife was, she could not go as fast as this man's bullet. Of course, she could drag another person to be buried with her, but she didn't want to die yet.

No matter how tragic things were, Michonne survived, and she didn't want to just die in this place.

Just as the hijacked Moore sneaked out the dagger from the back of his waist, ready to cooperate with Darryl's counterattack and give her a fatal blow, Michonne finally let go of his collar in surrender, and slowly hung down. Samurai sword.

Moore, who was out of trouble, kicked Michonne in the middle of her abdomen, and before she staggered to the ground, he rushed forward and raised the dagger in his hand: "I'll kill this bitch now!"

"Wait!" Tasia was startled, before she had time to think about it, she strode forward and grabbed his hand reflexively, "Go and bandage your neck first, and get rid of the zombies outside first, we'll deal with it later She's not too late." If the knife girl really died at Moore's hands, wouldn't it be her fault.

"Let go!" Moore was so distraught that he was held hostage by a woman, who was the lowly black-skinned race he despised the most. This was simply a shame and a shame!Even Tasia couldn't stop him from taking revenge, "If you still treat me as one of your own, get out of the way!"

"This may be a misunderstanding. After other things are resolved, we can sit down and discuss her life and death slowly," Tasia stubbornly stood in front of Moore, trying to calm his anger, facing the injured Moore, she really couldn't say the words to release Michonne in a teasing tone, "Please, leave her to me, can you go down first?"

Moore looked at Tasia deeply for a while in disbelief, then turned around slowly, covered the wound on his neck, and walked out the door without looking back.

Sean didn't say anything, and followed Moore downstairs.Darryl still kept raising his gun: "If you really want to keep her, go find a rope and tie her up."

"...Well." Tasia pursed her lips. She couldn't ignore Moore's hurt and disappointed eyes just now. After getting along for such a long time, she has already regarded Moore as a family member. I believe Moore thinks so too of.

But after Moore said that just now, she would rather confront him and save the person who hurt him.Comparing her heart to her heart, if it were her own, she would also feel chilled by the other party's behavior.

Tasia sighed, and tied Michonne's hands behind her back with a rope in a low mood, and the surprise that erupted when she met the knife girl suddenly became so dull.

"..." Darryl rubbed her hair, picked up the two samurai swords on the ground and walked downstairs.The danger has not been completely resolved, how to deal with this woman, there is still time to think about it after leaving here.

Michonne looked at the girl who dutifully tied her own feet, and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you with these people?"

Tasia raised her head speechlessly: "Even if I helped you just now, that doesn't mean they are bad people. I don't know how you guys fought, but no matter what the reason is, they are very important to me. I I don't want to hear anyone slandering my family, do you understand?" She already had enough headaches, if Michonne wanted to instigate her to run away because she looked relatively innocent, that would be a little underestimation of her.

"Family?" Michonne repeated those two words in his mouth twice, looked at the two zombies lying in the room with their heads stabbed, and stopped making a sound.

Closing the door and going downstairs, Tasia saw Sean and Darryl standing on the top of the cargo box by the wall, looking out through the window above the warehouse.

The sound of zombies' dragging walking can be vaguely heard outside the iron gate.

She gently took the gauze from Lilian's hand, and carefully helped Moore stick it on the wound.

If he felt something, he opened his eyes and saw Tasia, sneered and pulled the bandage around his neck twice to fix it, got up and walked to the other side to sit down, with his arms folded in front of his chest, his eyes closed as if resting .

Tasia bit the bullet and sat down beside him without saying a word.I can't tell Moore directly that the vicious-looking black girl will become the main battle member of the team in the future. She was born to be the Ultraman who was destined to fight monsters with everyone.

Here, Tasia is still struggling with how to get everyone to accept Michonne, while Glenn, who is anxiously waiting for Heber's return, can no longer sit still.

It was getting dark, but Heber, who promised to be safe and sound, still did not return to the place where they left.

Glenn lit the fire, hesitating whether to follow Heber's instructions, and went back alone to report to Rick and the others.

Perhaps he should wait another half an hour. If Heber hadn't come back by that time, he had no choice but to leave first and call Rick and others to come back to find him.

Half an hour passed quickly. Glenn let out a heavy breath and started the car to drive backwards, but stopped within ten meters.

Glenn slammed on the brakes, turned off the engine and took out the key, but he still couldn't leave his companion behind.He jumped out of the car, holding the carbine tightly in both hands and cheering himself up: "You can do it, you can definitely do it." He moved against the corner of the wall towards the back door.

Glenn, who used to deliver food before the outbreak of the virus, was very flexible in his legs and feet, and no one noticed his existence until he approached the checkpoint of the group.

Glenn crouched in the bushes not far away, carefully observing the situation on the wall.In addition to two men with guns on guard, there is also a heavy machine gun next to it.

He managed to glance around a few times calmly, but he didn't see where Heber sneaked in.Glenn felt a little anxious. If he couldn't go in and investigate, even if he lay here all night, it wouldn't help.