Chapter 195: Chapter 206 Mottled
The sunlight shines through the gaps between the mottled green leaves.
The green leaves, which are not lush, can barely block the direct sunlight, which is already the limit.
The scorching heat is beyond the ability of its meager strength to withstand.
He licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, his eyes still vigilantly examining the surrounding trees.
He clenched the rifle in his hand, and the sweat moistened the handle, perhaps it was too uncomfortable.
He withdrew his arm and wiped it casually on his clothes.
Suddenly, a cold light like a rainbow piercing the sky flashed by in an instant.
A huge head rises into the air, as if supported by a fountain of blood, a kind of terrifying and beautiful art.
Unfortunately, it was only fleeting. The head fell to the ground, rolled over, and the body fell down. The blood that was like a fountain seemed to lose its power and turned into a stream, flowing gently.
The strap of the rifle hanging on the headless body was cut off by a knife.
A hand picked up the rifle. It was a black hand, a little rough, with some calluses on the palm and fingers, but they were not like the calluses that would be caused by holding a gun for a long time.
However, this hand, the hand that is now holding the rifle, is not broad and the bones are not thick. It is a woman's hand.
Another hand reached out, a broad, white hand with dense hair on the back.
The rifle was handed to him without the slightest hesitation.
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Woodbury,
The Governor's Office.
Crowley stood nervously in front of the Governor's desk, his head bowed.
"Governor, two more brothers have died."
The Governor's eyelids twitched, his cheeks twitched slightly, and his hands on the table clenched into fists subconsciously.
The Governor could hardly contain his rage.
"Boom boom boom…"
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
The Governor frowned slightly, already knowing who it was. He adjusted his expression slightly and said one word in a calm tone, "Come in."
Carl opened the door, walked in, closed the door behind him, and approached the desk. Carl's steps were originally very brisk.
But Karl also noticed that the Governor's mood seemed a little strange, and his pace slowed down a lot.
"Sir, am I here at the wrong time?"
"No, it's okay, come here." The Governor smiled and waved to Carl.
Carl obediently walked to the Governor's chair and let the Governor's big hand rest on his head.
"Sir, is there anything that makes you unhappy?"
The Governor nodded, but then smiled and asked, "Has Glenn been behaving himself lately?"
Karl tilted his head slightly, as if thinking carefully, and said after a while, "He seems quite honest, but I'm not sure."
"Well, Carl, I said, if you want to keep him, you can keep him, but you have to start trying to tame him, do you understand me?"
"Of course sir, I will try my best."
"Very good." The Governor smiled.
Crowley lowered his head, very confused and shocked. The sudden appearance of this child was strange enough, but why did the Governor seem to be overly doting on this child?
And it seems that it is not just as simple as pampering. Last time, Martinez thought about asking the Governor, but he came back with a sour face.
Although Martinez didn't say it, Crowley could already guess that Martinez must have suffered a big setback.
"Crowley." The Governor suddenly called out and fixed his eyes on Crowley.
"Ah, I'm here, Governor, I'm here." Crowley responded quickly and somewhat panickedly.
The Governor did not take it seriously and simply said, "Tell me again what happened."
Karl knew that this was addressed to him, so he quickly paid more attention.
"Yes." Crowley agreed, and then he organized his words and said again:
"Two days ago, we discovered that someone had entered our area of activity, and all the zombies in our zombie trapping pits were killed.
I took some brothers and started to track down who did it. At dusk that day, we caught up with them. It was a man and a woman.
However, we did not catch them, but lost two brothers. After that, Martinez took others to continue hunting them.
We didn't see any trace of them all day yesterday and we thought they had left, but today, two more brothers were killed.
I can confirm that it was them. The two who died, one was killed by a bullet, and the other had his head chopped off, exactly the same way they died on the first day."
"Well, that's it." The Governor's expression turned ugly again, "This bunch of rubbish, there are so many of them, but they can't even deal with two people."
"Governor, they are really good at fighting..." Crowley tried to explain feebly.
"Never make excuses," the Governor said coldly.
Crowley shuddered slightly and quickly agreed, "Yes!"
"Beheaded?" Carl suddenly asked.
Governor Karl looked much better, nodded, and said, "I heard from them that the woman had a samurai sword and was very good at using it, but she was able to get close to him. She's really useless. Wouldn't you be more alert?"
The conversation was peaceful at first, but the Governor became angrier and angrier, and he slammed the table and yelled at Crowley.
"Governor, I'm sorry..." Crowley lowered his head and didn't even dare to refute.
The Governor became even angrier when he saw Crowley's appearance. Although the entire Woodbury had developed well during this period.But the Governor has always been very cautious about the absorption of outsiders.
Even now, there are only more than a hundred people in the entire Woodbury, and most of them have little combat effectiveness.
There are only over thirty people who can be called combat forces, and among them there are people like Haley who are just filling in the numbers and are only there to guard the walls of Woodbury.
The real fighting force that can be taken out to survive in the outside world is only a little over 20 people. One-fifth to one-sixth of them are gone in an instant. How can the governor not feel distressed and angry?
Looking at the angry Governor, Carl frowned slightly. It was really a coincidence that a woman used a knife, but it seemed about the same at this point in time.
But who is the person next to him? The original trajectory should be Andrea, but Andrea is still in prison and has already said that he is a man.
So... who is it?
Passers-by? Characters that didn't appear?
"Sir, you once taught me never to let my emotions affect my reasoning," Carl reminded.
The Governor was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Karl, and smiled, "Thank you."
Then he looked at Crowley again and gave a direct order, "Go call Joseph and ask him to come with you, bring more people, and be careful.
Forget it, I will go myself. I want to live. Since you killed my people, you can take their place."
"Sir, this is very dangerous." Carl said anxiously.
The Governor turned his head and looked at Carl. He never missed any opportunity to teach Carl.
"No, Carl, you have to understand the difference between a leader leading by example and taking risks."
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