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In such a vast shijie, Mohr's lonely gaze with the sky is a plea, a despair, an anger...... All the emotions were intertwined and finally there was only a long silence, and he hoped that God could give him a little revelation, even if it was a gust of wind or a drop of rain, so that he could have the courage to continue to persevere.

But after a long time, there was still no response, and finally Moore's psychology collapsed, and he knelt on the ground like a child, crying to the sky: "Don't, no, no, no! Oh, God~! Oh, God~!! He shook his handcuffed hands desperately and kicked the metal pipe with his leg in an attempt to break free.

The viewer looks at the camera with crimson blood strangled from the blurred and corrupted wound on his wrist, and seems to be able to smell the stench of rotting...... I couldn't help but touch my wrist, as if I felt a raw pain.

At this moment, the evil Hammer is like a helpless child, he looks around, crying heartbreakingly, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy: "No, no, merciful God~!! No, no~God~!help me!! Oh my God~~Okay~~Help me, save me~~Help ~~~~~"

Just when the audience was still wondering if he would be out of control like this, he heard a sound, and as Mohr turned his head, the camera turned to the half-locked metal door of the balcony corner tower, and the audience only saw three chilling zombie heads suddenly emerging from the crack in the door, they opened their mouths, stretched out their rotten tongues, and looked in the direction of Mohr with great eagerness, desperately trying to squeeze open the locked door, everyone in front of the TV, felt the sound of their nails rubbing against the edge of the door, and the low roar in their throats, It's as if it's coming from a few meters away from me.

This real and shocking effect made every viewer's heart almost stop in an instant, and now finally understand the reason for Moore's collapse...... Everyone's chest was beaten, and their bodies couldn't help but retreat, as if they were Mohr, locked up on the balcony, feeling terrified.

Claude, who was in front of the TV, saw this scene, and instinctively glanced at the half-hidden door of the office in fright, and hurriedly went up to close it with a "click", and then sat back next to Mel Gipson, and Mel Jeep, who had just turned on and was not interested in watching TV, Sen was already completely fascinated by it at this time...... His eyes remained motionless as he stared at the TV, holding his breath nervously.

"Oh woo~~" Moore looked at the zombies who were about to break through the door, and after being stunned for a while, he instinctively leaned down, trying to avoid the sight of the zombies, but because of the handcuffed right hand, he couldn't hide, so he could only curl up on the ground, shivering, he covered his mouth, trying not to make any sound, but after all, he couldn't help crying from the bottom of his heart... Weeping with great piety, he pleaded with the Lord whom he had never believed, saying:

"Please...... Oh, God...... I'm too bad, I know, I know I deserve it, I deserve it~I deserve it~~I've always been bad~~ Please help me now, give me a way to live~ God~ Tell me what to do~~ Tell me ......"

It's just a three-minute one-man show, where everyone sees a villain who flaunts his past crimes, but in despair like a little girl, she kneels and weeps, begging God for forgiveness......

For many people like Mel Gibson watching this series for the first time, they didn't see the aerial footage of despair in the first episode before, nor did they see the powerful visual impact of hundreds of zombies chasing Rick in the desolate Atlanta area, but they could feel the suffocating cold and despair in this shijie just by watching Moore's self-talking balcony monologue......

Listen to the roaring gasps of the zombies struggling to squeeze through the cracks in the door, and the creepy screeching of their nails cutting through the metal...... Many people who saw this scene, just like Moll in the camera, sat on the sofa and curled up together, trembling, very afraid to face the next scene, but extremely curious about what would happen next......

At this time, the opening insertion allows everyone to finally take a breath, and the story also turns to the camp of the surviving humans, Rick, Crossbow Brother Daryl, Sean, although they don't have to face the threat of death for the time being, but each of them is actually the same as Moll on the balcony, and they are also living in great danger, and the suspicion and struggle between people are no less than the threat posed by zombies.

When all the laws and regulations made by human beings lose their effectiveness, when people return to the barbaric shijie without law, without supervision, without constraints, when everyone lives in a shijie that will lose their lives at any time, what will you choose to do?

Is it the instinct to survive to devour others? Or spend the night partying and enjoying your own zuihou time? Or do they continue to live by maintaining the moral code on which human beings build their societies......

Maybe no one on this shijie will think that they are a villain, a villain, but they can accuse others of bad behavior with righteous words, but when you are put into such a cruel and cold shijie, in the cruel choice of survival and maintaining the moral bottom line every day, can you still let yourself live as a "human being"? Even if it's to risk losing your life at all times?

Such a question, put in front of everyone, also made the audience ask themselves, confused, doubtful, is their same reaction, and when Rick, who is wearing a police uniform, decides to lead Daryl to save his brother Moore, everyone suddenly breathes a sigh of relief, or disappointment...... Yes, the director has already made a choice for them, this is another story about the redemption of human nature, the audience can guess what was found later, Moore was rescued by the team, this former villain learned from the pain, and finally returned to the team, and the protagonist Rick King returned and was finally called the leader......

Although the plot is old-fashioned, Mel Gibson in front of the TV, seeing this, still admires the director of the series, Li Xiaole, from the bottom of his heart, if the first two episodes rely on a large production cost of 12 million to support the scene, then the third episode is the one in which the American drama really sees its strength, and the episode produced by 4 million shows his super directing skills, which makes people can't see it without sight at all, even if it is an interstitial advertisement, he doesn't want to change the channel, for fear of missing a little bit of the plot...... The rhythm of the drama is tight, the characters are distinct, and the plot is rich, all of which are top-notch and accurate.

"Don't look at it, let's watch the Red Sox game." Mel Gibson only then realized that his favorite football game had already begun, and hurriedly urged his agent Claude to turn the table.

"I haven't finished reading it later, I'm going to see how Mohr is~!" Claude held the remote control and protested loudly.

"What is there to see, he must have been rescued by Rick, so haode actor, did he let him be eaten by zombies when he acted for a while? It's absolutely impossible! Mel Gibson analyzes with his seasoned directing experience, and an actor who has been acting in a one-man show for three minutes on his own disappears? What kind of joke would a foolish director do this.

"Don't reason with me, I'm going to read it~! This is the climax of this episode~! Claude insisted, he would love to see Rick save the villain Moore.

Mel Gibson had no choice but to follow Claude to look at the footage of Zuihou, only to see that in the low and oppressive rock music on the screen, Rick led the team from the stairs to Moore's caught-footed balcony, and when he saw that the lock on it was intact, Mel Gibson sighed in his heart...... Sure enough, the old-fashioned drama should be a symphony at this time, and Zuihou will reunite with relatives at any time...... If it were, I would have done the same.

"Mohr, Mohr~!!" The crossbow brother Darryl shouted his brother's name, and kicked the door open impatiently, and the light from the balcony shone in, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but everyone suddenly found that the expressions of Rick's team changed instantly, and Daryl in the camera looked at the place where Moore was locked, his facial features were distorted, and he looked at everyone heartbreakingly and shouted: "NO~!! NO~~~！ "With the oppressive music, everyone's heart is tight.

Could it be that Mohr has been eaten by zombies? How is this possible? Isn't the door lock not broken? Just when everyone was confused, they saw the camera slowly advance to the ground where Moore was originally sitting, first a rusty hacksaw...... Then I saw a lone human hand lying on the floor, and then a blood-dripping hand hanging from a metal pipe...... The camera froze for a full ten seconds, as if all shijie had paused.

A simple push-track shot, a three-prop frame, a heart-wrenching roar from Daryl, and a one-man show reminiscent of Mohr in the first three minutes of the episode...... Coupled with this still picture, it brings people an indescribable sense of great shock, which echoes in my heart for a long time......

Such an unexpected ending is far more chilling and cold than Moore being eaten by zombies......

As the camera went black, the third episode was over, whether it was Mil Gibson, his agent Claude, and everyone in front of the camera, their mouths were slightly open, and they were shocked and speechless for a long time...... Everyone fell into a short and eerie silence because of the great shock brought by the plot......

From this shot, in the minds of many people, "The Walking Dead" is no longer a fascinating fictional story, but has become an experience that is more real than reality...... The villain Mohr who went from being proud, to repentance, to Zuihou's crying, and Mohr, who cut off his hand and disappeared, is like a brand, permanently imprinted in everyone's minds...... Never forget.