The Walking Dead: Starting as a Cowboy

Chapter 161 Invitation to Michonne

Two zombies rushed at Shumpert from the left and right, and he instinctively dodged backward.

Two zombies behind him suddenly closed in on Shumpert, opened their mouths wide, and bit Shumpert's shoulder.

At the same time, the residents in the stands gasped in surprise, and there were even screams from women.

Shumpert was instantly enraged. He had actually been bitten by two zombies; he had lost face big time.

He raised his elbow and knocked back two zombies behind him, then turned around and kicked them hard.

In the blink of an eye, he kicked down a zombie, and Shumpert, his face contorted with rage, mounted it and punched it in the face.

As he continued to smash, his fists could only damage the zombie's face. The zombie's face was a bloody mess, and even the bridge of its nose and other parts were broken, yet it still opened its mouth and roared.

Shumpert grabbed the walker's head and slammed it to the ground like a watermelon.

After a few muffled thuds, the zombie's head shattered into pieces, and thick, foul-smelling blood and brain matter flowed out.

Shumpert's face and hands were stained with a lot of blood.

He staggered to his feet, only to find that the cheering crowd had fallen silent.

Shumpert turned around and saw the governor standing with his arms crossed next to the audience.

The governor's face was devoid of any smile, his eyes filled with malice, as if he were pointing a finger at him and cursing.

How could you be so stupid? I made you fight a zombie with its teeth and nails pulled out, making the scene so bloody.

Shumpert clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and lowered his head. He knew perfectly well that the governor's torture awaited him after this was over.

Suddenly, scattered applause broke out from the crowd. Gradually, the applause grew louder and louder until everyone stood up and clapped, each with a fervent expression.

"Kill it, kill it."

"Smash its brains out."

"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

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The furious roars startled the governor. He had always been very restrained in his previous performances, and he worried that showing the residents the bloody and mangled scene of fighting the zombies would frighten them.

Surprisingly, they actually enjoy violent and bloody scenes.

The governor then nodded to Chambord, signaling him to kill all the walkers in his own way.

Shumpert smiled slightly, relieved that he wouldn't be tormented by the governor.

He glanced at a zombie that was also chained up beside him, and suddenly whipped his leg with all his might.

The whip-like leg struck the walker's upper body like a lash, and the walker's arm, which it instinctively used to shield its chest, was instantly broken, producing a chilling cracking sound.

Their arms dangled on either side, swinging back and forth, as soft as if boneless.

Shumpert strode forward, grabbing the walker's hair and pressing down while simultaneously delivering a powerful knee strike.

The two forces collided, and the knee instantly shattered the zombie's nose, splattering black blood all over the ground.

The walker staggered and fell to the ground, and Shumpert stepped forward and smashed the walker's brain in the same violent manner.

The applause was even louder than before.

The cheers, applause, and shouts of approval invigorated Shumpert's blood, and he felt as if his whole body was boiling with excitement.

The governor ordered, "Untie those two zombies."

With a sound of chains slipping, the two zombies, no longer bound by chains, roared and charged toward Shumpert.

Shumpert gave a sinister smile and quickly killed the two zombies.

Meanwhile, a wall in Woodbury.

The walls are made of cement bricks and covered with fine wire mesh, reaching a height of five or six meters.

Two people dressed in black climbed the wall, their figures completely obscured by the darkness.

They quickly cut through the barbed wire with pliers, then whispered to those below, "It's cut."

After saying that, the two pushed aside the cut barbed wire and crawled inside.

The two looked outside and saw more than twenty people dressed in the same clothes standing outside, climbing up in an orderly fashion.

They were agile and successfully entered Woodbury.

The gladiatorial arena at Woodbury was bustling with activity, and even from their vantage point, they could hear the commotion from there from time to time.

Guillermo said to Glenn, "Then we part ways here. Best of luck to you both."

"You too." Glenn reached out and shook hands tightly with Guillermo.

Then, they parted ways.

Glenn had already informed the team members of his plan, and no one spoke, silently following behind Glenn.

The people in the group moved in unison, heading towards the bustling crowd along the alleyways on both sides.

They moved swiftly and stayed in concealed locations.

I ran into a patrol team. The patrol members were chatting in twos and threes, their words full of complaints about patrolling. They weren't paying any attention to their surroundings and were completely neglecting their patrol duties.

However, this actually made things convenient for Glenn and his group.

Glenn and Maggie hid behind a bunker. Glenn looked up and saw that the other person had walked away without even looking at him, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Maggie then gestured to the team members behind her, who immediately lowered their weapons.

Glenn turned around and pointed in the direction they were going.

The group moved forward in silence once again.

The closer they got to the target location, the louder the sound became.

Woodbury, the arena.

Shumpert executed four zombies in an extremely brutal manner.

It ignited the passion of all the spectators, who jumped up and cheered with great excitement, chanting the name of Shumpert.

The governor, equally bloodthirsty, picked up the microphone as he put on the same expression of excitement for this unprecedentedly popular event.

"Now, let's welcome..."

Michonne—

Shumpert, standing in the arena, paused for a moment, his initial enthusiasm quickly cooling down.

He looked at the governor innocently, his eyes filled with confusion.

The governor didn't even glance at him, turning instead to the enthusiastic crowd, who, though they didn't recognize the man, knew immediately from his voice.

kind.

This is the first time I've ever seen a battle between humans like this.

Inside the factory, the door to the prison cell was open.

There was only one light inside, a dim light that shone directly on a figure kneeling on both knees. The figure's hands were locked with two chains, and his legs were handcuffed.

When the door opened, Michonne's ears twitched, but she didn't open her eyes.

Several people walked in; they clearly knew Michonne's power and did not approach her casually.

Each person carried a trap that could snare the walking corpses. The end of the trap had a noose that could tighten around the animal's neck, making it very difficult for it to escape.

The two men in the lead quickly stepped forward and simultaneously put a noose around Michonne's neck.

Michonne suddenly opened her eyes, her face cold, and she made no attempt to struggle, only glancing at everyone in front of her.

Seeing that Michonne did not struggle, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

Once they were sure that the two traps on either side were secured to Michonne, they slowly loosened the chains binding her hands and feet.