The Walking Dead

"I just went to see your companions. After you recover from your injuries, you should be able to meet them." The governor who pushed the door in looked a little gentler than last time.

Tasia stroked the folds of the blanket on the hospital bed: "I don't know when the injury on my back will heal?"

"It won't be a few days, but fortunately there is no injury inside. Dr. Stevens said you are recovering well." The governor sat down on the chair in front of the bed and stared at her with a smile. "You can be with them in a short time." No, don't worry."

Tasia's heart moved, she tilted her head and looked at him jokingly and blinked: "Did you encounter something happy? Can you tell me to make me happy too?"

The governor was stunned, amused by her sudden boldness, and laughed and said, "It's nothing special, it's just that today I suddenly figured out some things I didn't understand before, so um, I'm in a good mood."

Figured out something you don't understand?

Tasia pursed her lips, and now it seems that what he figured out should be beneficial to her, at least not like a bad thing: "Then can I ask my other friends when you are in a good mood How about it?"

The governor did not avoid talking about it this time, and nodded kindly: "The driver woke up once before, but the situation is not very optimistic. I guess it will wait until the next time he wakes up, after Stevens rechecks to be sure.

The one who has been holding you is a little troublesome. Since his mood is not stable, we have to lock him up first. I hope he can calm down after you talk to him after you recover from injury.

As for the young couple, they are now living with the Pei Ji you mentioned.Is there anything else you want to ask? "

The smile on Tasia's face gradually disappeared: "Did you find the relatives I mentioned?"

The Governor looked at her thoughtfully, and moved his lips: "Are you in such a hurry to find them?"

She stared straight into his eyes without dodging: "Of course, they are very important to me."

……

At this time, in the prison near Nunez on the outskirts of Woodbury.

A string of blood splashed up, Heber turned his head and raised his chin, looked at the group of prisoners who were frightened and dumbfounded, shook the blood on the knife, and did not hide his hostility: "What's the problem now, You can bring it up though."

"You actually killed our leader?!" The little man screamed and backed away. This man is simply a devil. Their leader just refused to give up here, so he did it without hesitation. not human!

"Oh? This scumbag is actually your leader? That's really a pity," Heber raised the corners of his mouth, and said coldly, "I declare that this prison is now taken over by us, and you can leave or die. "

"Hebe," Rick couldn't help but said, they are not murderers, and they can't just decide whether other people's lives should continue so easily, which is contrary to the belief he has always insisted on, "If they leave here, only A dead end."

"I don't care about their lives. If the people in the town find this place, I don't want to be on guard against the cold guns behind me during the fierce battle ahead." He just needs to make sure that this place is safe and sound, and the safety of their group Only then can it be guaranteed, Heber paused, and did not continue, this is a war, and now it is just the beginning.

Rick took a deep look at him. Since yesterday, something seemed to have changed Heber. His eyes became more piercing than before, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

Rick was very worried, if he never found his daughter, would he gradually indulge in the pleasure of controlling other people's life and death: "We can help them clear out a prison area and lock them in it..."

Before he finished speaking, the little black man turned around and ran.

"Bang—" a gunshot sounded, and the man fell to the ground.

Heber slowly put down the steaming muzzle of the gun: "It seems that they don't agree with your opinion."

"This will attract other zombies..." Standing behind the two, Glenn looked at Rick helplessly, then at Heber's expressionless face, and looked helplessly at T-boy next to him. , Na na said, "Forget it, let's clean up here first."

The prisoners who had been locked up in the prison coffee shop for several months now had only three people left. They were unarmed and they were driven to the side by Heber at gunpoint until Glenn and T-Zai stabbed the corpse on the ground with a dagger. head.

"We are different from him. We have never killed anyone. Oscar is a repairman, and he has never killed anyone. Please, we will not pose any threat to you. I swear, please let us go." A cowering white man in a prison uniform cried out in horror, "I don't want to die yet! Big man, Oscar, you are talking!"

A burly black man beside him straightened his back and gritted his teeth: "Stop talking, I've never knelt down to beg for mercy before, begging for my life, and I won't now."

Heber raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "It seems that there is still a tough guy here, but unfortunately, no matter whether you beg for mercy or resist, you can't change my decision."

Another tall, fat black man swallowed his saliva: "You can take all the food in the utility room, just leave us some necessities. We have strength and can help you with work. Is that okay?"

"I don't think you guys have bargaining chips with me, but," Heber looked sideways at Rick, he knew the truth that a team cannot have two leaders at the same time, "If you insist, of course I will On your side."

Rick looked into his eyes and pondered for a while, then turned to the three prisoners and said, "We can help you clear out a prison area and leave some food for you, but you can't leave that prison area."

The tall black man raised his hand and spoke: "Even prisoners have time to relax, we will go crazy if we stay locked here."

Heber raised his gun and pointed at them: "I don't think you have become crazy after being locked up for a few months, and it must be no problem if you stay locked up for a while."

The big man shrank back, not daring to make a sound.

On the high sentry tower, Andrea was holding a gun and looking out at the surrounding situation. Outside the double-layer barbed wire that surrounded a large area of ​​land, there were many ragged zombies wandering aimlessly.

"One, two, three... 26, that's quite a lot," Andrea counted boredly, and suddenly noticed that the movement of a zombie walking from a distance seemed a little different.

"Wait, let me take a closer look at you, little guy." She raised her gun and stared intently through the scope, "Poor thing, you're the bloodiest zombie I've ever seen."

Andrea, who was joking to herself, suddenly choked up, stood up abruptly, waved her hands and gestured to Maggie below: "Open the door, open the door—it's Sean!" She couldn't be mistaken Yes, the man covering the wound on his shoulder was clearly the same Sean who left without saying goodbye!

At this time, the staggering man was already close to the zombies wandering around the prison. Andrea gritted her teeth, aimed at the zombie closest to him and pulled the trigger, hoping they could bring them back before attracting more zombies. Sean looked badly hurt.

The gunshots on the sentry tower also alarmed the men carrying food in the cafe in the prison, Rick and Heber glanced at each other, raised their guns and ran outside: "T boy, Glenn, take care of the three of them. "

When the two of them quickly ran outside, Amy and Maggie had already rushed to the gate, but were blocked back into the barbed wire fence by the swarming zombies.

"Rick, cover me!" Before Rick had time to stop, Heber had already rushed out sideways.

"Damn it!" Rick didn't hold him back, so he had to quickly follow him to clean up the zombies that rushed up on both sides.

Sean turned his head to avoid the big mouth full of stench behind him, backhanded the knife into its mouth and stabbed it through, the force of the falling zombie pulled him and fell to the ground.

He got up in embarrassment, shook his increasingly unconscious head, and vaguely thought about that scene, his companions under the siege of guns.At the last moment, he had to escape alone, without even having time to catch a glimpse of Daryl and the others being forcibly dragged out of the pit.

Sean tasted the rust from his mouth. If he can't find Rick and the others and move back to rescue soldiers, he can only hide in the wild like a coward to recuperate.No!His ego won't let him do it.

The prison not far away shook before his eyes as if he was drunk.

Sean seemed to have sensed the hurricane coming from behind. He wanted to turn around to face him, but his eyes went dark, and he leaned forward and fell forward.