The Walking Dead

Chapter 142

Moore staggered through the trees, his coat was stained with blood from the zombies.The only weapon in the whole body is a rusty screwdriver picked up on the side of the road.

The dead leaves on the soles of his feet were thick, as weak as his legs.From his unclear vision, everything in front of him became crooked.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know where he should go.

There was only one thing on Moore's mind, and that was getting away, away from those who had abandoned him.Darryl already has Tasia, which is good, no one needs his protection anymore, he can go away alone, far away.

He will never give anyone any chance to hurt his heart, no one can hurt him again.

Due to the lack of oxygen, the heart was beating so frantically that it was not like his own. Moore staggered and almost fell.Panting heavily, he leaned against the tree trunk beside him and slid down slowly.He didn't want anyone's company, but because of this dead loneliness, he felt an uncontrollable heartache.

He took out the medicine bottle in his pocket, unscrewed the cap, poured out a few pills indiscriminately, chewed them up and swallowed them.

The sparse leaves could not cover the gray and gloomy sky, and Moore looked up at the broken sky above his head in a trance.The people in the prison should have discovered that he was missing. I don't know if anyone will miss him, huh, except for Darryl, no one should take his whereabouts to heart.

Even Darryl doesn't need him as much as he used to.

Moore laughed silently, laughing uglier than crying.After a while, he stretched out his black hands and roughly rubbed his cheeks until he regained his energy.It doesn't matter, even if he is alone, he can live well.

Brushing away the fallen leaves on the ground around him, he groped to find the fallen screwdriver and held it tightly in his hand. Moore supported the tree trunk, climbed up with difficulty, and continued to walk forward.Before night falls, he must find a relatively safe refuge for himself.

Three kilometers outside the town of Woodbury, a speeding car slowed down slowly and stopped on the side of the road.A tall and strong man stepped out of the car, quietly watching the road ahead.

On the edge of the forest, there were traces of zombies being killed, black and red plasma condensed from its eye sockets to its bare jaw.

This road is the main road into the town. If Moore really walked along the wide road like this, Heber didn't think that the governor's minions would not be able to find him.

It seems that the future journey can only be done on foot. I hope that the continuous low-grade fever does not completely confuse Moore's head, Heber thought uncertainly, and equipped himself with the weapons in the car.

Jumping off the road, Heber stepped on the frozen hard soil surface, and ran forward along the roadside bushes at a constant speed.It was getting dark, and if Moore couldn't be found before nightfall, he was really in danger.

"Tasia?" Darryl opened his eyes and saw the girl sitting by the bed, and he couldn't help snorting as soon as he stood up.Raising his hand to touch the swollen lump on the back of his head, he twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Heber is determined to put me under house arrest?" Familiar room, closed iron grille door, if this is still the case If he doesn't understand, he is considered to be Bai Chang's age.

Caressing his other eyebrows, Tasia said lightly: "Well, he said about Moore, and he will deal with it." Give Heber time to look back.

Darryl pushed her hand away, rolled over and got out of bed fighting his dizziness.

The key to open the door was in her pocket, wet with sweat.But Tasia just watched Darryl's figure walking towards the iron gate quietly, without saying a word.

Holding the fence, Darryl suddenly turned around: "Hebe won't lock you in, tell me how to let me out."

If it weren't for such a confrontation, Tasia would really like to applaud his sensitivity.She didn't evade this topic, and admitted directly: "Yes, the key is with me. I promise him that I will take care of you even if I don't leave the prison."

Darryl's eyes became deep: "Are you going to do what he says?"

"Of course, he is my father, since he insisted on going out alone to find Moore," Tasia shrugged, "I will always give this minimum trust."

"...What if I insist on going out?" Darryl pressed his lower lip tightly, and slowly pushed towards her.Can he and Moore be compared to a word from her father?If so...

Resisting Darryl's approaching chest, Tasia unexpectedly kissed him lightly on the lips, and a key passed from her palm into Darryl's hand.

Tasia looked into his astonished eyes gently, and sighed softly: "The taste of making sandwich biscuits is really uncomfortable, I just hope you can trust him once, even if you don't open your mouth, if they haven't come back after dark , I will let you go too," Tasia smiled softly as she watched his eyes gradually soften, "I have prepared the weapons, but you will not go alone."

Darryl hesitated for a while, and finally wrapped her in his arms. The voice buried in her shoulder was hesitant: "Do you think I should trust Heber?"

Tasia put her arms around his waist: "Believe me, his guilt is no less than half that of yours. He just, just doesn't know how to express it."

Unfortunately, until the night fell, Heber failed to return to the prison.

Because he was held back by an accident, Heber frowned as he looked at the unconscious woman under his feet.

After searching for a long time outside the Woodbury safe zone, they finally found Moore's trace.Before he could be sure, he saw a car approaching, and he had to hide behind the bushes.

The vehicle stopped not far away, and three men got out of the car one after another, dragged out a heavily tied woman from the trunk, and escorted her all the way to the empty square.

It was far from being able to hear what they were talking about, and it seemed that they were asking for something. The woman kept silent, only shaking her head occasionally.Her non-cooperation resulted in rounds of punches and kicks. The group stopped until they didn't see her get up from the ground again. Two men each dragged her hand and walked towards the center of the square. the big pit.

What was in that pit, Heber knew very well.Because he was worried that that idiot Moore would fall in, he even went to observe it.There are no living people there, only a group of zombies.

Turning his head to look at the apartment on the edge of the square, the building made of red bricks is a bit gray and decayed, and it looks as old as the cedar and maple trees on both sides. Except for one window, the rest are all shrouded in darkness.Moore, the guy who caused trouble, should be hiding in that apartment. If he can keep his mind clear, he will definitely be able to see the scene outside.

I hope he won't foolishly run away again after discovering his figure.

Heber took a deep breath and slowly sneaked towards the central part.

Dealing with a few untrained minions is not a troublesome thing. The troublesome thing is that when he carried the unconscious woman to find Moore's den in the apartment, Heber was annoyed to find that the worthless bastard was once again lost And escaped.

He gritted his back molars fiercely and kicked open the low cabinet behind the door.The window opening was wide open, and the cold wind made the old window frames creak.

Glancing at the woman thrown on the dusty sofa, Heber chose to wake her up without hesitation.

Michonne, who was woken up by his rude push, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stared at the tough man in front of him vigilantly: "I told you, I don't know!"

Hebe ignored her defense, drew his knife and cut the rope on her body: "You are free." He turned around and walked out. If it was a little later, Moore would run away without a trace.

Now he really hopes that that guy's brain is more confused, and it's better to just pass out on the road, so that he doesn't have to play this stupid game of chasing me and running away with him again!

"Wait!" Michonne, who came to his senses, moved his lips and said with difficulty, "Thank you."

Hebe didn't look back. In today's world, this kind of thing is too common, and crime and violence are everywhere.If it was normal, he might stop and consider whether he could absorb her into his camp.

But now, he doesn't have the time or the mood to think about these things, because he doesn't know how long the lock on the prison gate can trap them.

If they are not willing to wait safely, Heber, who is far away in the town, has nothing to do.

His anger at the moment has been completely aroused by Moore who ran away after hearing the news, and he forgot all the shit and guilt!Heber even began to imagine in his mind how he would torture that damned guy if he caught him.

Moore, who narrowly escaped, hid in a house again, passed the "landlord" who was stabbed to death, rushed directly into the bedroom, and locked himself in the closet.

After thinking about it, she was still uneasy, climbed out and closed the door, and pushed a dresser over to support it, then turned around and squeezed into a large pile of clothes, and closed the cabinet door.

"Damn, I'm scared to death." Moore sat down on the layers of clothes with his legs limp, raised his hand to touch, his forehead was full of sweat, "the low fever was scared away by this bastard..." He I really don't understand why Heber pursues him persistently. He has already left the prison and will no longer interfere with his affairs, so he pursues him so persistently.

If it wasn't for his firm will, he would have almost been caught several times, and Tasia's father wouldn't be a fucking thing!

Moore, who had been running for too long after being ill and hadn't had dinner, felt empty in his stomach, and there was no light in the narrow space. Moore pulled a few clothes over his body and closed his eyes.

Don't be hungry until you fall asleep.

Not long after, the copper handle on the bedroom door turned, and when he noticed something behind the door, the person stopped and knocked lightly on the door twice: "Is anyone there?"

Moore's eyes widened suddenly, he was stiff and did not dare to make a sound, he held his breath and pricked up his ears to listen to the sound outside.