The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

Mary was very nervous now. It was so obvious that something was wrong in the atmosphere that even a fool could see it.

Mary knew these people, they were all elderly people. She had already guessed why they called her, and she couldn't help feeling heavy in her heart.

Until Sean stopped his eyes on her, Mary didn't know whether she should breathe a sigh of relief or lift her breath.

No matter what, no matter what it is, it is better than the torment of waiting.

"Your name is Mary Smith, right?" Sean looked straight at Mary, his eyes slightly narrowed, with a faint sharp light flashing in them.

Sean's eyes brought Mary a lot of pressure, and Mary nodded instinctively.

"Do you know why you were called here?" Sean continued to ask.

"No...I don't know." Mary answered very cautiously.

"I need to ask you some questions, and I hope you can answer truthfully. If you try to play some tricks, well, I will consider using punishment on you." Sean said.

Mary said quickly, "Whatever you ask, I will answer it."

Sean nodded and asked the first question.

"Are you, the latecomers, dissatisfied with the management of our farm?"

"No, I definitely don't. I'm already very grateful to you for taking me in. How could I be dissatisfied?"

"What about the others? I'm not just asking about you."

"This... I'm not sure. I haven't heard of anyone being dissatisfied with this."

"I asked you to tell the truth, don't you understand?" Sean raised his eyebrows.

"I...I'm really telling the truth." Mary explained in a panic, but still looked confident.

"Sean." Carl suddenly called out.

"What's wrong?" Sean suppressed his anger and looked at Carl.

Mary saw that Carl's eyes suddenly lit up, especially Sean's attitude towards Carl had changed so obviously, but when she heard what Carl said, she felt as if she fell into an ice cave.

"Sean, everyone has a lucky mentality. It's a waste of time to ask this question. I suggest you just slap them both first. Forget it, this is too gentle."

Carl smiled and pulled out the dagger. He looked at Mary with an excited and eager expression and said,

"Let me do it. I can chop off a few of her fingers first, or slowly peel off her skin. I don't know if she will still be in the mood to answer questions, but it doesn't matter now."

"Carl, are you serious?" Sean raised his eyebrows.

Carl smiled and nodded, "What else? Moore, you don't mind, right?"

Moore grabbed Mary's hands, held them firmly, and said with a smile, "Come on."

"You, what are you doing? Moore, please, don't do this, Moore..." Mary struggled frantically, but how could she be stronger than Moore.

Carl walked up to Mary, holding a dagger, looking at Mary, without saying a word, just looking at every part of Mary's body, as if thinking about where to cut.

Then, Carl raised the dagger and grabbed Mary's left hand, and Mary immediately began to struggle.

Under normal circumstances, Carl should not be able to hold the hand of an adult woman, but now Mary is controlled by Moore, so there is naturally no problem.

"I said, please, don't do this, I really didn't lie, please..."

Carl seemed not to hear it, the dagger had already touched Mary's palm. Mary's arm was already shaking wildly, and as the dagger was hit, without Carl having to move, Mary shook her arm onto the dagger, and immediately a blood mark appeared.

At this time, Karl seemed to have no reaction and looked at Mary, "You should know what we mean. I hope you don't play dumb. If my patience runs out, I will choose to kill you and then ask another one."

Mary nodded quickly and was about to say something, but she hesitated when the words came to her lips.

This time, Karl did not continue to urge him. Instead, he took two steps back, came to Glenn, and said softly:

"Glenn, please go and call Adolf. You are relatively harmless, and he will probably trust you. Sean, Daryl, you go with Glenn, and you lie in ambush outside. Adolf is different from Mary, and he will probably resist if he senses something is wrong."

Glenn looked at Sean, and Sean nodded. With Moore and T-boy around, and Mary, Sean didn't have to worry about Carl.

After Sean Daryl Glenn left, Carl came back to Mary and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"I don't know much. Adolf, Eddie, Daniel, Lor, Bao... they seem to be plotting something." Mary said with some trembling.

Karl frowned slightly. Mary actually mentioned seven names. Karl thought about it and found that most of these names were indeed likely to be problematic.

Three of them were originally brought back together with Adolf. In addition to Adolf's own small group of four, he absorbed three more people, not more, but not less.

It seems that Adolf is still quite cautious, which makes Carl frown slightly.

"Besides that, why did you want to get close to Moore?" Carl continued to ask.

"I'm a girl and I just want to find someone to rely on." Mary answered quickly.

"But the support you are looking for is controlling you. It seems that the support you are looking for is not very reliable." Carl laughed.

"Hey, you damn kid, what the hell are you talking about?" Moore was unhappy and let go of Mary.

Mary rubbed the place where Mor grabbed her arm and said, "It's not Mor's fault. I can understand. This is for the stability and safety of the farm. It's my fault that I didn't tell Mor in advance that Adolf and the others might have problems, but I really didn't notice it before."

"Haha..." These words made Carl laugh.

Moore smiled shamelessly.

"But it seems that you have a relationship with more than just Moore. What's going on between you and the others?" Carl continued to ask.

"This..." Mary hesitated, looked at Moore, and said hesitantly, "I...I didn't really want to do this, but before I met you, I was out with Emile and the others, and they...after I came here, they still wouldn't let me go."

"Forget it, Moore, if you have something to ask, just ask." Carl no longer wanted to listen to Mary's nonsense. Apart from the most important issue of stability, Carl didn't care about anything else.

"What? You don't want to ask anymore?" Moore raised his eyebrows.

"Sean and the others are back. Let's take her there first. Adolf is the important thing." Carl looked in the direction they came from.

Sean and Daryl were each holding one of Adolf's arms and carrying him over.

Adolf is very strong, not much inferior to Sean in physique, with a neat short haircut. He is a retired army man with good fighting ability.

"I told you, I didn't do anything. Is there any misunderstanding? Can you be gentler, man? Hey, you hurt me."

Adolf kept saying something with a joking look on his face, as if he wanted to turn this into a joke.

"Be quiet."

Carl wanted to pull out the Glock, but he still held the dagger.

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