The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

immediately,

Carl used the hard end of the cotton swab to directly prick a scabbed burn.

Next, pour the alcohol directly on top.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Glenn couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and his body was shaking wildly as if he had been electrocuted.

Fortunately, he was tied up very tightly, so the trembling was limited.

"Glenn, I thought you were a tough guy."

Karl said this lightly, and then continued to pick at other wounds, and even directly scraped off the blood scab with a cotton swab.

The wound was infected, so this had to be done. Carl believed that Joseph would not lift up Glenn's clothes before using the iron.

Now the big holes on Glenn's T-shirt are the best proof.

The clothes cannot be called clean. They melted directly with the flesh and blood and then became one. It would be strange if they were not infected.

"ah!!!"

Now Glenn no longer cared about whether Carl really remembered it or not, he just screamed.

Carl felt that compared to the nonsense just now, the screams seemed much quieter.

There were several burns and bruises on the abdomen. It took Carl a long time, nearly half an hour, to deal with them.

Then came Glenn's arm.

Carl believed that Joseph must have thought of chopping off Glenn's fingers one by one.

Fortunately, it has not been implemented yet, but a lot of flesh has been cut off from my arm.

Of course, he was simply bandaged, at least to prevent Glenn from bleeding to death.

At least until the Governor knew everything he wanted to know.

It took more than an hour to treat and bandage all the wounds on Glenn's body.

Well, Glenn is indeed a tough guy. Faced with such torture, he really didn't say anything.

Carl thought that if it were him, he would not be able to bear it, because he was not the kind of person who could sacrifice himself for something.

Maybe it was before, but people have to grow up.

"Have some water." Carl unscrewed a water bottle and handed it to Glenn's mouth, tilting it slightly. Glenn cooperated because he was really thirsty.

After slowly feeding Glenn the river shrimp with half a bottle of water, Carl picked up a piece of bread, tore it into small pieces, and continued to feed Glenn.

"Karl, you can let me go, I can eat by myself."

"Then you don't have to eat."

Carl continued to feed Glenn, and was considerate enough to give him some water while feeding him bread to prevent him from choking.

"Carl, can you tell me where this place is?" While chewing bread, Glenn still wanted to know some useful information.

"Woodbury."

"What's this?"

"That's the name of this place."

Carl fed Glenn the last piece of bread, then gave Glenn a sip of water and took two steps back.

"Glenn, we should talk business."

"What?"

"Where is your camp?"

"Camp? Didn't you find Carl Prison?" Glenn was slightly stunned. Facing Carl, he still had no guard.

"Prison? Thank you." Carl nodded.

Glenn said in disbelief, "What do you mean? Carl! Are you in cahoots with these people?"

"Glenn, you don't seem to be very smart." Carl couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

He turned his head and glanced upward.

He walked closer to Glenn, took out the dagger, and looked at Glenn with narrowed eyes.

"Karl! What are you doing?"

"Haha..." Carl laughed again, then used the dagger to cut the tape that tangled Glenn's hands and the chair together, and then his legs.

"Carl?" Glenn moved his hands slowly, somewhat incredulous.

"Glenn, if you want, you can stay with me from now on," Carl said.

"What's the meaning?"

"Glenn."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"I want to pry your brain open and see what's inside."

"Karl?"

"Um."

"Karl! You haven't forgotten us?"

Glenn was immediately excited, and quickly stood up and grabbed Carl's shoulders.

"Glenn, come with me." Carl walked out.

"Are we going to escape? Yes, let's go back to prison together!" Glenn suddenly became excited, but even walking was a little difficult.

"No, I'm not going back." Carl said without turning his head.

"Why? Carl, if you don't leave, they will never let you go if they find out you let me go." Glenn said anxiously.

"Who said we're going to let you go? This isn't the place to talk. Let's go back first." Carl shook his head.

"Go back?" Glenn was stunned.

"Talk less and pay more attention to your steps. Don't fall to your death. In your current state, I'm really afraid that you will die if you fall."

Carl shook his head, but still walked to Glenn's side and supported Glenn.

The two walked out of the basement and left the house. The street was quiet and a little dark, with few people.

"Karl…"

"Shut up! Don't talk."

Glenn paused.

Carl took Glenn through the quiet street, entered a building, and helped Glenn climb the stairs.

Stopping outside a room on the third floor, Carl took out the key, looked at Glenn, and warned, "Calm down later. No matter what you see, don't get excited."

"What's the meaning?"

Carl shook his head and opened the door with his key.

He walked in first and didn't turn on the headlights, but turned on a small wall lamp.

Then he helped Glenn into the room and locked the door.

After helping Glenn onto the sofa, Carl ignored him and searched the rooms silently.Only then did Carl slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

Damn Glenn, he really took a big risk for him this time.

After closing the bedroom door, Carl sat down opposite Glenn.

"Glenn, you owe me a lot. I can never repay you in my lifetime."

"It's good to have too much debt, Carl. Can you explain to me what happened? Why are you here? Why did you pretend to have amnesia just now? Why do you have such a nice room here?"

"Glenn, you have too many questions. I can't answer every one of them. The timing is not right yet. As for just now, you didn't think that no one was watching us, did you? Your performance was worse than I expected."

Carl poured Glenn a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

"This...I'm sorry, I was just too excited just now. I was really excited to see you, and I was really afraid that you would forget everything."

Glenn felt a little guilty. He really shouldn't have done that just now, and it might even implicate Carl.

"I understand. We are all the same. We are easily affected by our emotions. It's not entirely your fault."

Carl nodded and looked at Glenn, thinking, wondering how he should explain it to the Governor.

How to find an excuse that at least seems reasonable.

"Carl,"

"Karl! Why are you distracted?"

"I'm thinking. Please put aside your doubts. Perhaps you can stay on this sofa tonight. Although you are injured, the bedroom does not belong to me alone. I cannot decide to give you the bed."

"Thinking? Carl, what are you thinking about? Is there anyone else here?"

"Think about how to explain it to the leader here, my sir, the Governor."

"Explain what."

"I brought you back."

"Will this cause you trouble? Then you shouldn't have brought me back."

"No, not really."

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