I Come To Change the World of Walking Dead

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"Quick, run quickly!"

After hearing the gunshots, Moer and the others ran back desperately. The materials they had collected were also placed on the side of the road by them.

The distance of three blocks only took a few minutes to run halfway, and by the time they reached the temporary stronghold, seven or eight minutes had passed.

Breathing heavily, he climbed into the RV and hurried away in the direction of the gunshots.

One block is only a few hundred meters long, and three blocks are just over one kilometer in length, so it doesn’t take long for the car to run.

I stepped on the accelerator of the RV all the way, and it took only a minute to see a group of strangers shooting in front of me.

Moore didn't hesitate at all. These **** must be attacking their own people. He pulled the trigger almost as soon as the opponent entered the range.

After the rest of the people did not fall, a large number of bullets had been thrown in the past while the other party was unprepared.

The screams came and went for a while, and the people who suddenly appeared were stunned by the sudden attack. They who were in the upper hand one second, rushed into the alleys on both sides in a panic the next second.

Mole glanced at it hastily. There should be no less than twenty people on the other side, all of whom had guns, but after being shot indiscriminately by them, there were only seven or eight people who could stand up.

Countless bullets collided on the street. The chaotic scene only lasted for less than half a minute. The modified RV started again, knocking over the two cars in front of them that were in the middle of the road, and the muzzles of the cars also opened fire again.

The few people who escaped into the alley fell to the ground before they had time to run far.

"Zi... Negan, where are you?"

"can you hear?"

More frowned, were they all poisoned?

Should not be ah.

"Go down and have a look."

As soon as he got out of the car, the walkie-talkie in his hand rang, and Alan's anxious voice came from inside.

"Moll, can you hear me?"

"Received, what's wrong?"

"We heard gunshots, how are you?"

"A bunch of guys attacked us and got killed, we're fine."

Allen breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but Moore's next words lifted his heart again.

"But Negan and the others couldn't get in touch."

"What? Damn."

Five minutes later, Allen finally ran over with a few people panting, and Moer and the others had already cleaned up the battlefield.

At this time, Nick was standing next to the corpse of a burly man, looking at the familiar guy on the ground with a dark face.

"This is the guy from the supermarket before."

"supermarket?"

Moore had long forgotten who these people were. He had never had direct contact with these people, and it was normal that he couldn't recognize them. Hearing Nick's words, he thought about the origins of these people after a little thought.

"Moore!"

Allen finally came over, shouted loudly from a distance, and ran over while waving.

Nick looked at the corpse on the ground with a gloomy face, suddenly thought of something, and ran to the street in front.

Not long after, he found a body in another alley not far from here.

Seeing the familiar figure lying on the ground, Nick ran up with wide eyes, reached out and turned the body over.

"Caleb! Damn it!"

This person was a survivor who escaped from Luciana's camp with them. This time, because of Moore's request, he took the initiative to ask Ying to go out to collect supplies together. Unexpectedly, he lost his life in just half a day.

Depressed Nick got up and looked into the distance. He happened to see a beach not too far from them. Scattered walking corpses were trying their best to approach in the distance. The scene in front of them was so similar to when they escaped from Los Angeles.

The confused Nick didn't notice that Caleb, who fell to the ground, slowly opened his eyes, as if covered with a layer of white turbidity, the dark white eyeballs rolled a few times, and finally stopped on him.

Caleb's body trembled and stood up silently, looking at the fresh "food" that was motionless here, Caleb was about to pounce with his big mouth.

"Hey!"

boom!

The crisp gunshots startled Nick, who was flying out of the sky, and he turned his head to see the scene of Caleb falling to the ground.

Just a stunned look, he understood, and quickly turned his head to look behind him.

really.

Moore was holding his gun at him with a displeased face.

"Are you stupid? Remember to make up for the corpse, are you a rookie?"

Moore's sarcastic words did not make Nick feel uncomfortable. Instead, he woke up and said loudly, pointing to the street in the distance.

"They should have run this way, and Caleb should have planned to stay and drag these people, but he was unlucky and lost his life."

Looking at the anxious face of this hairy boy, Moore was not in a hurry, but took out the walkie-talkie again.

"Negan, can you hear me?"

After calling twice again, the other party still has no signal at all. Now there are only two possibilities for this situation.

The first is that something unexpected happened on their way to escape.

The second is that they are in big trouble and can't answer.

Thinking of this, Moer was not in a hurry, and he greeted everyone to come over.

The city is not too big, and there are not too tall buildings around, except for a building in the distance, which looks like a hotel.

He pointed to a three-story building on the side of the road.

"Let's go up and see."

Seeing that Moore didn't seem to be in a hurry, Nick was in a hurry. His girlfriend Lucy was following Negan. Now that the other party's life and death were unknown, he was naturally anxious.

Holding Moore's arm tightly, Nick almost roared.

"Aren't you going to save people? Lucy and your people are still alive and dead. Are you going to give up?"

Moore didn't speak, but his arm was slightly forced, and the thin Nick was thrown directly to the ground.

"Listen to the rookie, I have killed more people than you have killed walking corpses, what to do and what not to do, I don't need you to teach me, all you have to do is listen to the command.

"As for saving people...what do you think I'm going upstairs for? Counting the stars?"

After he finished speaking, he ignored Nick who was overwhelmed on the ground, turned around and walked upstairs quickly.

...

By the time Moer and the others arrived at the scene of the shootout, Negan and the others had already run for two blocks, but when they heard the sound of gunfire behind them becoming more and more intense, they dared to stop, they could only desperately fight. run forward.

Negan ran at the back of the line, next to him was Nick's little girlfriend, Luciana.

While waving the club to deal with the walking corpses surrounding him, he kept comforting Lucy.

"Don't worry, Mo Er's words are a bit ugly, but they are reliable and very strong. Your boyfriend will be fine."

Lucia looked behind her with complicated eyes, but her steps did not slow down at all. She glanced at Negan, who was so nervous. This strange man kept a strange smile on his face.

Even on the way to escape, the smile on his face did not fade in the slightest.

Just when she was about to ask, the person in front suddenly stopped, and Lucy rammed directly into the back of the man in front of her without noticing.

Rubbing her sore nose, she looked forward in dissatisfaction, but the next moment, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

They stopped at an intersection, just on the other side of the corner, countless walking corpses were coming towards them, so many that even the beach was crowded, and the distance between the corpses was only a few ten meters.

It can be said that a slightly louder sound can attract the attention of the corpse group, and they will really be unable to fly.

"What do we do? This...this..."

Lucy had never seen a corpse group of this size. From the outbreak of the apocalypse to the present, the largest corpse group she had ever seen was hundreds of them.

But what is this scene?

several hundred? Thousands?

She glanced at Negan at a loss, but the latter's expression was slightly different from what she had imagined.

There was still a smile on the corner of Negan's mouth. At this moment, Moore's voice came from the walkie-talkie around his waist, but he didn't reply, just reached out and turned on the walkie-talkie.

Just when everyone was anxious to run back, Negan finally spoke.

"These should have been attracted by the sound of gunfire just now."

"Everyone, hurry up and check this row of buildings to see which door is still intact, there is no time to escape."

After speaking, he took the lead and rushed to a house on the side of the road, and shouted at a black man in the team while running.

"Franklin~www.NovelMTL.com~You follow me."

Someone gave orders, and people temporarily pulled away from the fear brought by the corpse group and began to check from house to house.

"Franklin, you are standing here. Once the corpse is less than 20 meters away, let us know as soon as possible."

Negan patted the black doctor on the shoulder, and the two nodded tacitly.

The remaining four people, one by one, began to run wildly on the street, but just like fate was joking with them, the nearest house was either locked, or the door had long been destroyed, and there was no time to unlock it now. , can only bite the bullet and walk a little farther.

"Thirty meters left!"

At the corner, Franklin stared nervously at the group of corpses, and at the same time did not forget to remind everyone in a low voice.

The smile on Negan's face has also restrained a lot. He has no time to think about anything else now. He must run away, or they will become snacks once the corpses find them.

Looking behind him with some worry, Negan was about to bite the bullet and give the order to go back.

The door of a house not far from them suddenly opened, and a strong brown-skinned man waved at several people anxiously.

"Come in quickly, hurry up."

At this point Franklin had returned to Negan's side, and the two looked at each other, and both saw a hint of vigilance from the other side.

The black man tilted his head slightly, frowned again, and stretched out a hand and shook it.

Although he didn't say a word, Negan understood what he meant.

Want to go in? There are only five of us!

The smile that had disappeared on Negan's face reappeared, and he raised the bat and shook it in front of several people.

"Grab your weapons, we'll meet this guy!"