The Walking Dead World, the roof of a building with more than thirty floors in Atlanta City, if anyone is watching from the side, they will definitely be startled, because a figure wearing a black cloak suddenly appeared on the roof of the originally empty building.

"The last days." Tian Dao Ling, who had descended on the Walking Dead World again, sighed after looking at the devastated city, although he didn't know the exact time and where the plot had developed, but through the chaotic and deserted situation on the streets, he could guess that at least a few months had passed since he left the Walking Dead World.

"Beep! Beep! ”

Just as Tian Daoling was observing the surrounding situation, a shrill vehicle siren sound came from a distance. Hearing this alarm, Tian Dao Ling immediately looked at the place where the sound came from, a red sports car and a small truck came into his eyes, seeing these two cars, his eyes lit up suddenly, he had already guessed the time when he came to this world, that is, not long after the plot began, Rick had just come to Atlanta City.

Watching the sports car and the pickup truck with the sound of the siren slowly moving away, the corners of Tian Daoling's mouth curled slightly, and a telescope instantly appeared in his hand, and in just a moment, he knew what he should do now.

Through the binoculars, Tian Daoling observed the rooftops of the seven or eight-story buildings around him, if he was not miscalculated, the racist brother of the crossbow man Daryl should be handcuffed to the roof of a department store by now, according to Rick and Glenn and the others had just left, Mohr should not have sawed off his hand by now, he could stop by to save him.

Tian Daoling quickly used the telescope to find the department store where Mohr was locked, and there was a figure struggling in a building a few hundred meters away from the building where he was, although he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but at this time, Mohr was the only one who was locked on the roof, so Tian Daoling was sure that the person was Mohr.

Moore, who was handchained to the rooftop by Rick in the first season, sawed off one of his hands and stubbornly survived until the third season. He has great military skills, kidnapping Michonne, driving zombies to the Governor, attracting their attention, taking the opportunity to shoot and kill 8 Governors, and then being beaten by their crowd. During the fight, the governor bit out two of More's fingers, and before he died, he said, "I will not beg you for mercy!" Then the Governor fired. After his death, Moore became a walking corpse and was dealt with by his younger brother Daryl.

After determining where Moer was, Tian Dao Ling immediately went downstairs to save Moer, there are still a lot of walking corpses in the building, but these walking corpses are just some scum for the current Tian Dao Ling, and the Shura knife can easily separate their heads and bodies, and completely leave this world,

Each walking corpse provided 0.1 soul points to Tian Dao Ling, which was many times less than the first time he entered the world of the walking dead to kill the walking corpse, but Heaven and Earth Oh Ah Liang did not feel any disappointment, but felt good, because these walking corpses He can kill hundreds of them casually, and it will not waste his physical strength and time too much, and the soul points provided by one head may be a little small, but they can't stand up to the large number, and they can add up to a lot, which can bring a lot of soul points to Tian Dao Ling.

However, what made Tian Dao Ling wonder was that killing these walking corpses was just like what he thought before entering, there was no vitality for the Shura Knife to absorb, which meant that the powerful ability of the Shura Knife was aimed at living things, and dead things had no effect, but fortunately, he could exchange the magic bullet of [Healing Light], otherwise it would be too painful for him to be unable to treat his injuries through Shura Knife killing after he was injured.

Tian Dao Ling's right hand Shura Knife, left hand Desert Eagle, directly from the thirty-story building to the first floor, because of the [silence] bullet, even if Tian Dao Ling's pistol is the Desert Eagle, it can reduce the sound by less than 20 decibels, so that he can shoot at will without attracting the attention of a large number of walking corpses-

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"Yes, you heard that, bitch."

"Questions? If you are enough, let the horse come, otherwise you will obediently accept your fate, you also heard it, your brother **** non-commissioned officer, you are not deaf, go to your mother's obedience to orders and listen to commands, you fuck me to hell. ”

"Hey, hey, that's right, I just said that, you heard it clearly, and then this idiot, he threw a punch and told you, hahaha, you really should appreciate his expression, I knocked out all his front teeth, five front teeth, hahaha, ping pong, just like this, my God, it hurt me, I was in prison for 16 months, it was really, really hard at that time, but to be honest, just watching, that bastard spit out his teeth on the ground, it's really damn worth it, hum."

"Yes, sir, absolutely."

On the roof of the department store, the sunburned Moore was talking to himself, and as he spoke, he was awakened by the thunder in the sky, and then turned his head to look at the handcuffs that locked his right hand.

"Nope! No, no, no, no! No! Jesus Christ! No, no! Merciful God! No! My God! Help me! God! Okay, good! ”

"Help me! Help me! Help me! ”

Moore kept struggling, trying to break the iron pipe on the other side of the handcuffs with his foot, but the iron pipe was of very good quality, no matter how much he kicked it, it couldn't be broken, but it made his hand hurt even more.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, a roar was heard, attracting Moore's attention, only to see that the door of the rooftop that had been locked here opened a little, and many hideous-looking walking corpses were constantly trying to squeeze through the narrow crack in the door to bite the delicious food in front of them.

"Nope! God! Oh, my God! God! No! ”

"Please, I'm so bad, I know, I deserve it, I know, I deserve it, I deserve it! I've been bad! ”

"Please help me now, give me a way out! Please! Help me! Looking at the door that was about to be opened by the walking corpses, Moore felt extremely desperate, begging the heavens to save him, and at the same time began to regret why he had just caused trouble, but no matter how much he pleaded, the god in his mouth did not show up to save him.

"Alright! Don't worry anymore! You idiot Jesus! I didn't ask you before! Don't expect me to beg you now! I won't ask you to die! You don't have to worry about it! I'll never beg you again! I won't beg you to die! No! Knowing that it was useless to pray to God and worship Buddha, Moore immediately turned around and kept whipping with the belt next to the iron pipe, trying to get the saw that had fallen to the ground next to him.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! "As Moore tried to reach for the saw, the walking corpse kept banging against the iron door, each hitting him like he was hitting Moore's heart.

"Bang!" The door was finally slammed open by the walking corpse, and the already hungry walking corpse limped towards Moore's delicious food, and it was at this time that Moore's belt finally outlined the saw.

"Nope! Please! Slow down! Moore, who got the saw, also saw the walking corpse that opened the door, and he frantically used the saw in his hand to cut the iron lock of the handcuffs, but the handcuffs were made of special metal, and it was difficult to sawn for a while.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Just when Moore made up his mind to cut off his hand and escape, the sound of something falling sounded, attracting Moore's attention, and Moll turned his head to see a man wearing a black hooded cloak, completely unsightly, standing there with a long knife, and the demons who were originally walking towards him fell to the ground, their heads were cut in half, and it was obvious that they had been killed by the black-robed man in front of him.

"Need help?" Before Mohr could wake up from the rapidly changing situation in front of him, a voice like heaven came from under the black hood.

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