The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

"So, you abandoned them?"

Sean's voice was suppressed, and his head and arms were trembling slightly.

It was difficult to suppress the anger, endless anger, and regret, why did I not accompany Carl, why did I leave Carl to someone else.

"Sean, you should calm down." Andrea frowned slightly and clenched her hands. Her palms were scratched by the ground when Sean pushed her.

"Calm down?" Sean turned his head suddenly and yelled, "How can you ask me to calm down? Am I not calm enough?"

"Sean!" Andrea yelled, trying to wake Sean up.

Sean turned around and looked at Andrew again, "You didn't see Carl's accident, right? Moore was by his side, right?"

Andrew said quickly, "Yes, that's right. Mor is by his side. Mor is very strong. Maybe they will be fine. They are just being held back. Maybe they will be back soon."

"Damn it!" Sean suddenly attacked again and grabbed Andrew's neck. "Why didn't you save them? Why did you just run away? Did you abandon them?"

"Cough... I... cough..." Andrew struggled with difficulty breathing again, and at the same time, he was filled with immense anger in his heart.

It wasn't me who killed him, and I didn't even add insult to injury. Why do you ask me to risk my life to save him?

Andrew didn't think he had done anything wrong, he was right!

If I was trapped, who would risk their lives to save me? Andrew knew that no one would.

Breathing became increasingly difficult, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation. His consciousness began to blur, and Andrew felt a little regretful.

It's not that I regret not saving Carl, but that I regret coming back like this.

"Sean! What are you doing, stop it!" Hershel's angry voice came, loud and full of energy.

Not only Hershel, but also the others who worked together to cultivate the grassland and grow crops, Dale, Amy, Maggie, and Thomas.

Sean closed his eyes heavily, let go of Andrew, and left a sentence, "Wait for me here, and don't go anywhere."

Then Sean turned around, took the initiative to walk in front of Hershel, and asked, "Where is Lori?"

"Beth is walking with her in the back. Sean, what's wrong with you? Why are you so impulsive?" Hershel frowned and looked at Sean.

"Something happened." Sean shook his head and continued, "Amy, Maggie, we need your help to take Lori and Beth back to their rooms. It's best not to let them go downstairs."

"Did something happen to Carl?" Hershel understood immediately.

Sean shook his head, without explanation, and continued quickly;

"Go quickly, okay? Don't let them know. They don't need to know. Thomas, go get T-boy, take all the ammunition from our arsenal, drive the armored vehicle, and be ready to go at any time."

"Of course." Thomas nodded and turned to leave.

Amy also nodded, but Maggie suddenly asked, "Sean, what about Glenn? How is he now?"

Sean shook his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't know, Andrew said..."

Suddenly Andrea shouted excitedly, "Sean! They're back, Carl and the others are back!"

Sean was stunned for a moment, feeling something was unreal, but he still turned his head and looked. The door had been opened, and a pickup truck and a motorcycle had driven in.

Perhaps seeing the crowd here, the motorcycles and pickup trucks stopped.

"Maybe this is just a false alarm, Sean, relax." Hershel breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"This..." Sean let out a long sigh, "God bless you."

"Sean, how long have you believed in God?" Hershel joked.

Sean led a few people towards the pickup truck as he spoke in a suppressed voice. At this time, Sean was still a little nervous.

"If he is the one who brought my little Karl back, there is no harm in believing him. I am even willing to pray devoutly every day."

Daryl got off the motorcycle, carrying a crossbow, glanced at everyone present, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

At this time, the pickup truck door was opened, and Moore got out of the car. After getting out of the car, he stretched and leisurely lit a cigarette. "What? You all come to welcome Uncle Moore?"

"Yes, welcome, thank you very much." Sean said seriously. Seeing Moore, Sean finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Carl is with Moore, and Moore is back with such a relaxed expression, then Carl must be fine. But why hasn't Carl gotten out of the car yet?

"Shit, there's something wrong with you." Moore looked at Sean as if he were a gay and silently took a step back.

Moore thought he was fearless, but he decided to forget about this.

At this time, the rear door was opened, and Glenn and Oscar got out of the car. Glenn looked at Sean and the others with some confusion.

Sean finally realized something was wrong at this time, but he still felt a little self-deceiving and asked in disbelief, "Where's Karl?"

"Shit, where did that brat go? He didn't even come to pick up Uncle More." More pouted in dissatisfaction.

"What did you say?" Sean took two steps forward and asked in disbelief, "Karl wasn't in the car?"

Sean looked into the car, and indeed there was no...

"Shit, why is that kid here..."

Before Moore could say anything, Sean punched him in the face, knocking the cigarette out of his mouth.

Moore had never expected Sean to suddenly attack. He stumbled back a few steps, and as soon as he stood firm, he immediately roared, "Shit, what the hell do you want to do!"

"Ah!" Sean didn't respond. He pounced on him and grabbed Moore's neck.

But Moore is not Andrew. He was already angry after being punched by Sean, and now Sean continued to attack him. How could Moore not fight back?

He pushed the hand on his neck away and punched Sean in the chest, "Are you fcking crazy? No one is fcking crazier than Mr. Moore!"

Sean roared, rushed forward again, and knocked Moore down directly. The two of them immediately wrestled on the ground.

"Shit, what are you doing?" Glenn was confused. He wanted to step forward to stop the fight, but then he was hit by a punch from someone and immediately covered his stomach.

"Sean! Moore! Stop it, stop it!" Hershel shouted anxiously.

But no matter who they were, they ignored Hershel, and Moore got really angry.

"Stop them quickly, Daryl! Thomas, you two go stop them." Hershel shouted anxiously.

Daryl didn't care that his brother was beaten. He had guessed something and asked Hershel, "Karl didn't come back?"

"No, but no matter what, you should stop them both first." Hershel said quickly.

Maggie went to help Glenn to one side, and looked at the two men wrestling with some hatred, "Let them fight, and see who beats whom to death."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hershel glared at Maggie.

Andrea wanted to step forward, but then she thought of what had just happened and stopped Amy who was about to step forward to stop the fight.

Daryl closed his eyes and ignored the two people fighting, as if the noise here had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, Daryl opened his eyes, looked aside, picked up his crossbow, and started chasing, "Stop right there!"

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