The Walking Dead

Chapter 164

Is to agree, or refuse?

The governor who stared at Tasia lost his sense of proportion.If he refused, he had no doubt that the woman who had betrayed him in cold blood would just break Little Petunia's neck in front of everyone and drag her head off to demonstrate!

No, she won't.The governor's eyes flickered.

Tasia also needs to use her as a leverage to get her accomplices to leave safely.However, she could still cut off Petunia's two hands, or her two feet.

Even so, when he thought of his child, who would live with his limbs mutilated from now on, the governor's heart had already begun to panic.

Can such a Penny still be considered Penny? !

However, if he agreed to her request, what should he do to ensure the safety of their father and daughter?Putting your own life in someone else's hands has never been the Viceroy's style.

He couldn't exchange prisoners in front of everyone, that would make his prestige plummet.The governor's eyes wandered over his daughter's small body, and thoughts raced through his mind.

Before going out, Tasia also specially put on a pink-blue princess tutu skirt for Little Petunia. If it wasn't for the fact that there were too many bondage belts wrapped around her body and mouth, her blue, white and purple face would be ignored. She could almost be regarded as a veritable little lady.

Tasia caressed the folds of her skirt, and leisurely raised her eyes to look at the governor with a vague expression, without urging her.As a human being for two lifetimes, she believed that she knew the governor's weakness better than anyone else, even if she couldn't let him be caught without a fight, she could still restrain the governor and make him stalk him.

When I chose to keep this little zombie, I was right.

"If we can coexist peacefully, as the leader of Woodbury, I agree very much." As expected of a generation of heroes, in just a blink of an eye, the governor had already cleaned up the chaotic emotions and restored his calmness just now.

He smiled again at Tasia, "My dear sister, Tasia, I really miss you so much after being missing for so long. I think we should go back to my apartment and have a hot cup of Black tea, sit down and talk about your experience."

Looking at the governor's palm stretched out to her, the corners of Tasia's mouth couldn't help twitching.This pretentious stick!

"Oh, what a pity. I was thinking of inviting you to my house as a guest. You know, sometimes I'm lonely by myself." She blinked her big bright and clear eyes with a simple face. tell nonsense.

Unfortunately becoming the outsider in her mouth, the three men present couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at her, and swallowed the word "Bah!——".If it weren't for the special circumstances, Heber would definitely play her a resounding headshot!

Tasia, who didn't know that she had offended a lot of people with a casual sentence, stopped, and said to the governor in a considerate and warm voice, "Why don't we go to your residence and sit for a while, and wait until Dr. Stevens Help Glenn and everyone bandage the wound, and then we will go to see my new home together." It is expected that the negotiation cannot be done in public, and in that case, she will of course take this opportunity to take advantage of it. There is no such shop in this village. Of course, the more things like beating a dog in the water, the better.

brazen!The Governor narrowed his eyes, and nodded stiffly while suppressing his anger: "Of course, this is all a misunderstanding, this way please."

Tasia smiled like a spring breeze, lightly tugged the iron chain in her hand, and took the lead to follow.

Darryl hurriedly followed her with a gun in hand, guarding behind her vigilantly.

A group of people in the prison supported each other and swaggered through the Woodbury guards who were divided into two sides at a loss.

"... Governor." Some team members called out from behind. They didn't understand why the governor suddenly changed his mind when the gangsters could be driven out temporarily.

The governor turned around with a tolerant and gentle face, "For everyone's stable life, no matter how difficult it is, we should try bravely and find a new way to get along. Believe me, it's all right now." He smiled slightly, bringing With firmness as always, "I also believe that you will be willing to help me call Dr. Stevens over, right?"

"Uh, of course," the man nodded involuntarily, "...willing to help you."

"Very well, the others counted the injured personnel in the team and sent them to the medical room for the nurses to deal with them first."

The rest of the crowd responded one after another, seeming to forget the doubts just now, and dispersed to clean up the battlefield.

It has to be said that when the governor really wants a person to obey his orders, the extraordinary charm he displays is indeed particularly contagious.

He has all the good qualities to be a competent leader.

Except conscience.

There were too many visitors, so the governor simply asked people to move some stools and put them on the corridor outside the door for those who failed to enter the room to rest.Even Dr. Stevens, who heard the news, could only feel aggrieved and started working in the apartment next door where no one lived.In the end, only Tasia, Darryl and the governor were left in the room.Of course, there is also a little zombie who cannot see people.

The governor who returned to his own territory seemed to have regained his confidence. He calmly filled the empty kettle with water, put it on the stove and lit the fire: "What do you want to drink, black tea or coffee?"

"Whatever you want." Tasia shrugged indifferently, picked up a wooden-toothed comb placed next to the photo frame above the closet, turned around and walked behind Petunia who was tied to the chair, and brushed her pigtails again and again Come.

Darryl moved aside in disgust and leaned against the table with his arms folded, the loaded carbine at his fingertips.

"Then let's drink tea, but my craftsmanship is still a little worse than Milton's. I hope you don't mind." The governor wiped his hands with the towel on the table, opened the closet, and took out a bag of tea. Looking back to see Tasia's movements, his eyes flickered.

As if knowing that the governor was looking at her, Tasia didn't tell the truth, but slightly hooked the corners of her mouth.It's good to let him know that he will be good to his daughter, even if he knows it's all fake, it's enough to temporarily relieve his anger.

Darryl squinted at the governor who paused for a moment and then continued to scoop tea with a silver spoon, then turned to Tasia's soft face, and the pair of bare hands combing the little zombie's dry hair, he couldn't help admonishing in his heart Myself, wait a minute, I have to supervise her to wash her hands a few more times before serving the teacup.

If Tasia knew what he was thinking now, she would definitely feel embarrassed.Obviously, he himself was covered in blood spots splashed by zombies and enemies, not to mention going to clean it up first, but still standing there wondering whether her hands smelled like the governor's daughter.He didn't know whether he cared about the smell of the zombie or the identity of the zombie.

The kettle on the stove began to steam, and the evaporating water vapor stained the windows beside the stove misty, and the air in the room seemed to be a little more humid and warmer.

After combing the two braids, Tasia turned to the front and looked around.Apart from being short of a beautiful hairpin, and restless at the sight of human flesh within reach, it is simply flawless.

Tasia nodded in satisfaction, and turned to the Governor, "Philip, where did you put Petunia's hair flowers? I couldn't find them when I came here today."

The governor gritted his teeth, he really couldn't stand her familiarity.

She was the one who left without saying a word, and it was she who stole his weapons and supplies and ran away with a bunch of bastards when he recognized this sister in front of all the townspeople!

People in the whole town dare not mention the name "Tasia" in front of him, but who knows if someone will laugh at him behind his back for leading wolves into the house, blinding the dog's eyes, and even not being able to tell the truth from the fake!He simply has no prestige and loses face!

But at this time, she still had to pretend that nothing happened, killed his subordinates, led people to attack his town, occupied the best place in his house, and sat in the top seat he carefully selected. Sitting on the teak wood chair, he was leisurely waiting to drink the rare black tea he brewed by himself, and to tease his only precious daughter!

The water on the stove is almost boiling!Up to now, more than 20 minutes have passed, and she still keeps silent, not even a perfunctory explanation or an insincere apology!

What gave her such confidence and such a thick skin? !