The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"Put down the gun."

The Governor looked at Karl with deep eyes, still in disbelief, but he spoke, and his commanding tone was as majestic as ever.

"Everyone! Put down your guns!"

"Governor!" "Governor!"

Tim, Crowley, Warren... many of their men were shouting anxiously.

The Governor's voice became deeper and more suppressed.

"I asked you to put down your guns? Can't you hear me? Do you think I'll be threatened?"

"this..."

Gradually, someone was the first to put down his gun, and with someone taking the lead, others began to put down their guns one after another.

It's not quite accurate to say that he put it down, he just lowered the muzzle of the gun, and the gun was still in his hand, but that was enough.

After everyone put down their guns, Carl quickly glanced at everyone and said again:

"Gentlemen, don't even think about getting close to me. If you shoot me, I will instinctively pull the trigger when I'm nervous. Stay away from me, gentlemen. We need to keep our distance."

"Move aside." The Governor ordered calmly, his eyes still fixed on Karl. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

After brewing his emotions for a while, the Governor still looked at Karl and said, "Do you think I will be threatened?"

Carl was slightly startled, "No sir, of course you wouldn't."

There was a dull pain in my left chest and heart, and a voice in my heart told me that I couldn't treat my husband like this.

But Carl's Glock was still pointed at the Governor, his hand steady.

"Carl, can you tell me why?" There were complicated emotions in the Governor's eyes. Even now, he still felt like he was in a dream. He simply couldn't believe this was real.

"Sir, if you want to listen, I will tell you, but not now." Carl turned his head and glanced at the governor's men who retreated to the side, "Martinez, go and untie Glenn."

Martinez shook his head, looked at Carl with his eyes, and persuaded him sincerely and emotionally;

"Karl, you shouldn't be like this. No matter what the reason is, at least you can't treat the Governor like this. Karl, you know, even I can see that the Governor loves you very much, even more than his own children."

"Love?" Carl smiled, opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly stopped. At the same time, his smile suddenly stopped. He looked at the Governor and said in a calm voice, "Sir, can Martinez do what I say?"

"Do as you are told." The Governor ordered without even turning his head.

Martinez looked hesitant, but went ahead and undid everything on Glenn.

"And then, Carl, what do you want to do?" The Governor looked at Carl.

"Sir, I'm sorry, really, but I have to do this." There was no smug look on Carl's face, but rather some pain.

"Carl, this... what is going on?" Sean had already walked behind the door, staring at the scene blankly, a little confused.

"I think you should be more concerned about my situation." Carl said calmly, "Sean, open the door, Glenn, you go in first."

"Sir, I'd like you to come in and take a look," Carl said to the Governor.

"You haven't forgotten everything about you. Are you pretending all this?" The Governor seemed to understand something, but found it even more difficult to accept. His eyes trembled.

The Governor roared, "Tell me! Have you been lying to me all this time!"

"No, no, sir, none of this is all lies," Carl said softly.

Looking at Karl's expression, the Governor was slightly stunned, and the flames of anger in his eyes gradually died down.

At this time, Sean had already rushed out. Although he was very confused now, he had no idea what was going on and why things turned out this way.

But Sean knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, so he opened the door, rushed out quickly, grabbed the Governor's neck from behind and subdued the Governor.

The governor was in a trance at the moment and didn't react at all, or perhaps he simply forgot to react.

"Hey, damn it, what the hell are you doing! Let the Governor go!"

"Do you really want to die? Release the Governor right now!"

The Governor's men raised their guns again and threatened, but this time most of their targets were Sean.

"Hey, don't move." Sean strangled the Governor's neck with his left hand, and pointed the Beretta he carried with him at the Governor's temple with his right hand.

"This is not a very clear choice." The Governor shook his head vigorously. Although breathing was a little difficult, it was this feeling that made him much more sober.

"Man, I don't know if it's clear or not, but I just know that if you don't behave yourself, you're going to see your brains pretty soon.

Now, have your men lay down their weapons and throw all of them to the ground!"

Sean put the muzzle of the gun against the Governor's temple, threatening him.

"Hehe, Sean, if you strangle me to death so quickly you will only be buried with me." The Governor smiled indifferently.

Carl said to Sean, "Take him in first, they won't shoot, at least not now."

Sean nodded, "Carl, you go in first, I'll follow."

Carl glanced at the people holding guns behind him, most of whom he could call out by name, then glanced at the prison gate and walked in without much hesitation.

Next to the guard room behind the door, Maggie and Glenn were hugging each other and talking about something.

"Although I hate to disturb you, this is not the right time, at least not in this place."

Carl left a word and walked into the guard room. As he expected, there was an intercom on the table in the guard room.

At this time, Sean had already strangled the Governor's neck and was slowly backing away. "I told you to take your men and put down your guns, or you will die."

"Sean, you don't dare to kill me. If you kill me, they will raze the entire prison to the ground." The governor smiled indifferently.

Sean's face changed, and he hit the Governor's face hard with the butt of the gun with his right hand, while at the same time increasing the force of his left hand on his neck.

"Tell your men to lay down their weapons!"

"Cough cough...hehe" Although the Governor had difficulty breathing, he was still smiling, without any awareness of being controlled by others.

"Look, you are just incompetent and angry. You can't do anything. Sean, now I can give you a chance. Let me go."

"Damn it!" Sean hit the governor in the face with the butt of the gun again.

Carl picked up the intercom, the screen was set, and tried to shout, "Is anyone there?"

"Karl! Is that you?" Andrea's voice came from the intercom.

"Yes, it's me. Don't ask me questions now, okay? Tell the others, the ones holding guns now, to shoot at those people immediately after Sean enters the door. Kill as many as you can."

"What?"

"You heard it, and I don't want to repeat it."

Karl put down the intercom, put his hands on the table, and looked extremely ugly.

"Carl, are you okay?" Glenn walked in and asked worriedly.

"I'm fine." Carl nodded and threw the walkie-talkie to Glenn. "Here, you'll need it later."

"Okay." Glenn took the intercom. "Carl, you know, you were really cool just now. I didn't expect it to be so simple."

"Hehe...it's not that simple."

There was only self-mockery in the laughter.

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