Chapter 65

Leon and Kevella are walking in the forest outside the prison.

The girl gathered her long, bright, blood-red hair and tied it into a high ponytail with a rubber band. She tilted her head and said to Leon in confusion:
"Leon, I feel like you know them very well. Otherwise, even if you meet those gangsters, you wouldn't kill them so easily."

There was a trace of ridicule on the girl's lips.

"Like a true capitalist, you will crush their marrow and suck out their bones, drain them of all their remaining value, and finally make them be grateful to you."

Leon stretched out his hand to hold the girl's fair chin, kissed her bright and moist red lips, and asked with a smile:

"Do you think it's a mercy for me to kill them?"

"In your eyes, am I a devil?"

With charming eyes, Kewela grabbed Leon's palm, gently licked his palm, and said with a sweet smile:

"No, in my eyes, you're just a charming bastard."

Leon shrugged nonchalantly and said:
"In any world, assholes are more likely to succeed than good people."

After saying this, he stretched out a finger to his lips, made a silent gesture, then quickly pulled out the silencer pistol on his belt, leaned on the trees in the forest, and entered stealth mode.

Kevella seemed more professional than him. After receiving Leon's prompt, he quickly hid his figure within a few seconds. Even with Leon's keen sense, he could not find the girl without careful observation.

Following his perception, he leaned out his eyes slightly, and Leon saw that a few tens of meters away from them, a woman with black skin was leading two black zombies with iron chains slowly moving forward in the forest.

The dark-skinned woman wore a slightly old linen T-shirt and carried a samurai sword on her back. The two zombies behind her not only had their jaws and arms chopped off, but were also chained to their necks by a thick iron chain. He walked up, carrying luggage on his back, and followed the dark-skinned woman step by step.

Seeing this strange combination, Leon's expression was slightly startled, and then he smiled.

Michonne, the knife girl.

One of the core figures of the Pig's Knuckle Regiment, a master of cold weapons with integrity, bravery and amazing combat prowess.

Seeing that this person was coming, Leon decided not to hide anymore, but walked out openly and walked in the direction of Michonne.

Although Keweila felt a little strange, he did not continue to hide and chose to follow Leon.

Michonne's alertness was very high. When the two of them were 60 meters away from her, she noticed the movement here. She put down the chain in her hand, quickly drew out the samurai sword behind her, and assumed a combat posture, looking at The two people were getting closer and closer, their eyes were as alert and ferocious as wild wolves, but they never made any sound from their mouths.

Leon spread his hands to indicate that he was not holding a weapon. Under Michonne's vigilant gaze, he walked to a position about 10 meters away from her before stopping.

"Hey ma'am, I'm Leon Custer, the manager of Umbrella Corporation."

"May I ask who you are and what is the purpose of coming here."

Michonne looked at Leon and Kevira warily, her lips moved, but still did not make a sound. She held a samurai sword in her right hand, and picked up the chains binding the zombies with her left hand. She moved lightly, as if she wanted to bypass the two People, who have no intention of answering the question, want to move on.

Leon felt that he couldn't just let Dao Mei leave like this, otherwise the next time he would meet her again, he didn't know when it would be.

"Hey ma'am, don't worry, we're not bad guys, we have a secure camp in Atlanta with close to 1000 survivors."

Michonne paused slightly, turned her head and looked at Leon with suspicious eyes, her lips opened slightly, and her voice was dry and hoarse.

"There are so many survivors in your camp?"

"Do you have military protection?"

She hadn't spoken to anyone for months, and her vocal chords seemed to have lost the ability to communicate.

Leon tried his best to make his voice sincere. His tall and handsome appearance made it easy for others to gain a good impression in front of most people. "There's no army anymore, there's no government."

"We are all members of the Umbrella Corporation, a group of survivors who come together to fight for the future of mankind and rebuild human civilization."

"We welcome any good person with integrity and kindness, and unite the strength of all survivors to help each other and fight against danger together."

Michonne's eyes were dazed for a moment, looking at Leon with some strangeness, some suspicion, and some longing, and said:
"What do you want from me? I have no interest in your organization."

Leon tentatively walked a few meters towards Michonne and said in a friendly voice:

"Ma'am, we welcome any noble and kind survivor, you must have been wandering in the wild for too long."

"No one likes to live alone."

"I invite you to be a guest in our camp, stay in our camp for a while, and then decide what to do next."

"This is an opportunity for us to strengthen our peers, and for you too."

"Why don't you want to try it?"

Michonne held the katana in her hand, squinting her eyes and looking at Leon and Kevira carefully. After dozens of seconds, she said with a threat in her voice:
"In the time after the disaster, I met many bastards, but in the end, without exception, they all died under my knife."

"There is nothing in me that is worthy of your plot. If you have malicious thoughts and try to harm me, I will never show mercy."

Leon felt slightly relieved when he heard that Dao Mei agreed. He still had a kind smile on his face and said:

"Don't worry, ma'am."

"Thank you for trusting us. In today's world, every trust is precious."

He pointed at Kevira, whose face had no expression.

"This is my female companion, Miss Kevera. She is a powerful warrior."

"What's your name, please?"

"Michonne Hawthorne."

Leon nodded, walked to Kevira, and took her hand.

"Ms. Michonne, there is our temporary camp not far ahead."

"If you don't mind, let's go there and take a rest together."

"If there is any problem, we can discuss it in detail there."

Michonne nodded expressionlessly, and did not put away the katana. Instead, she held it in her hand, held the chain, and followed them quietly.

Ten minutes later, under the surprised gazes of the members of Glenn's team, Leon and Kevella took the sword girl Michonne, and the three of them slowly walked into the prison.

Before entering the prison, Michonne considered the living people in the prison and did not bring the zombies of her husband and brother into the prison. Instead, she locked them in a metal pillar with chains. superior.

It's been too long since I've dealt with living survivors, Michonne couldn't see any other expressions on her black face, but she still unconsciously felt a little nervous in her heart.

At this time, it was close to noon. Leon didn't care what other people thought and simply gathered everyone together and held a small dinner.

(Brothers, please support the genuine version. The income from this book is so low that I am already so poor that I can only eat instant noodles. Please save the children.)
(End of this chapter)

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