Things developed in the direction Ling Mo expected, but even Ling Mo didn't expect that the F group, which had always been in a scattered state, would be quite efficient in such a major event...
To sum up, within a few days, they accomplished three things:
First, through group fighting, several members with good strength and character were selected to form a decision-making team and named it "Presbyterian Council".
The second is to officially change the name of the convoluted base to Group F. When she saw that everyone approved it, Lucy's face was quite tangled for a while.
The first time she heard the word "F Group" was probably when she first came into contact with Ling Mo, right? At that time, she had no idea that such an irresponsible abbreviation that Ling Mo casually said could be used.
became their official name later.
But what can be done if they don’t change? The Falcons now call them the F-group from top to bottom. Whether they change or not, the result will be the same...
In addition, when it comes to changing the name, the most active ones are actually not the ordinary members, but the Presbyterian Church.
They even began to plan to make their own black robes as uniforms, and then use their own hand-made fire forks as weapons...
However, as soon as this plan was proposed, it was rejected by President Lucy with one sentence:
"Wearing a robe and fighting zombies? You are kidding me!"
"Besides... don't be influenced by Ling Mo! There are all zombies outside, and you are not strong enough, so you are so embarrassed to put on such a relaxed expression! Everyone, please put away your smiles and act more serious!
Be more serious! Be more hardworking! Alas, this is right, this is a normal person..."
The elders burst into tears. They have no strength and no human rights. It is a crime to laugh...
But what they didn't know was that after saying these words, looking at her companions who were mourning, Lucy, who had always had a tense face, slightly curved her mouth.
"These people have also learned to joke and have fun...Forget it, it's better than perverting in despair. That Ling Mo is really able to influence people..."
As for the third thing, they hired Ling Mo as their honorary leader, and this decision was unanimously approved.
After all, no matter what aspect you consider, dragging Ling Mo onto their pirate ship is beneficial and harmless to them.
Ling Mo's scenery, they followed behind to take advantage of it;
Ling Mo is unlucky...
To be honest, no one thought Ling Mo would be unlucky.
He is already very strong on his own, let alone those three girls beside him.
The four of them together are not some innocent addition. They are crazy multiplications!
What kind of misfortune can happen with such a combination?
So after the matter was approved by internal voting, a group of members of Group F pushed Lucy out.
"President, we must take down Ling Mo!"
"Get him!"
"Would you like to change into a skirt to add some dignity?...Okay, pretend I didn't say anything."
…
A few minutes later, Lucy knocked on Ling Mo's door with a gloomy face.
Ling Mo has been staying in the house these days and doesn't seem to care about the affairs of the F group at all. However, it is precisely because of this attitude that it actually promotes the trust of the members of the F group in him.
What they need is a backer, not another leader. Ling Mo is unwilling to interfere in the affairs of the F group? This is simply the best!
Even Lucy felt that Ling Mo was quite cooperative. It seemed that he knew the situation well...
Lucy took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and even managed a smile: "Be enthusiastic, be friendly..."
However, when the door opened, Lucy, who was talking to herself, immediately opened her mouth. A few seconds later, she cursed angrily: "Have you been doing this these past few days?!"
The Ling Mo in front of him seemed to be in high spirits, but the action of holding one hand on his lower back and the other on the edge of the door betrayed him ruthlessly.
Not to mention the messy hair and messy clothes. Even if Lucy was selectively blind and ignored these, the hickeys on his neck were too obvious.
It's so dense that I guess I won't be able to find a place to eat in a short time...
"What are you doing?" Ling Mo grabbed a handful of hair and asked.
Lucy fell silent immediately.
The two looked at each other for a while. Lucy then slowly said: "I have something serious to see you."
"Uh... are you talking here?" Ling Mo quietly pulled the door open and blocked Lucy's view with his body.
"It's already late, okay! I've already seen those long legs on the bed! What's more... your mixed-race girl is wrapped in a sheet and waving to me right now!"
Lucy rolled her eyes, ignoring Li Yalin who was waving to her, and the figure who suddenly rushed out to drag Li Yalin back. She turned to Ling Mo and said, "Let's talk about it here. This matter is important to us.
It's quite important, and it's also a major decision for us..."
Lucy tried hard to sound serious and even said a few words.
But as soon as she saw the hickey on Ling Mo's neck, she lost interest...
"Forget it... to make a long story short. We all hope that you can serve as our honorary leader. What do you think?" Lucy asked weakly.
Ling Mo tilted his body, touched his chin with the hand leaning on the door frame, and said, "To strengthen the relationship with Yu Wenxuan?"
"Yeah." Lucy nodded.
"I hope you can get more first-hand information from me?" Ling Mo asked again.
"To be precise, I hope to keep pace with Falcon's gains in this area. You must have informed Yu Wenxuan about the new zombies, right?" Lucy said bluntly.
Ling Mo nodded: "Yes."
"You are a big tree. We want to rely on you to enjoy the shade. It's that simple." Lucy said.
"Well..." Ling Mo slowly rubbed his chin and suddenly showed a strange smile, "What about you? What can you give me? The big tree allows you to enjoy the shade, but you don't give back any nutrients?"
"Be specific." Lucy's expression was not surprising. Based on her understanding of Ling Mo, she already knew that it was impossible to take advantage of him for free. How could she possibly hire him without a sufficient price?
Moreover, this guy's talent in blackmailing is simply innate. His asking price has always been kept within a crazy range, which will not exceed the opponent's ability to bear, but can also make the price as much as possible.
The other person's body hurts endlessly.
Thinking about it this way, it is simply a miracle that he is willing to accompany Lucy back to the TV station for free...
Although she knew in her heart that Ling Mo must have some plans, Lucy couldn't help but feel a little itchy...
Will it be for her? Will it?
This idea kept circulating in Lucy's mind, and as time went by, she began to believe it herself...
But when she saw Ling Mo hiding in the house and playing these shameless games with the girls, Lucy's heart suddenly became filled with panic.
Are you overthinking it?
Seeing Ling Mo's cunning expression as he was calculating the price, and looking at the bruises on his neck, Lucy suddenly snorted and kicked him.
"oops!"
"Huh! Tell me when you think about it!" Lucy glared at Ling Mo fiercely, bit her lip again, waved her hands for the last time, and walked away angrily.
"Hey! Why are you sneaking up on me!" Ling Mo hugged his knees and shouted from behind.
But seeing Lucy's back disappearing around the corner, Ling Mo was suddenly stunned.
This woman is a little weird today...
"Huh? She's not wearing a leather jacket... tight jeans and retro leather boots... This combination suits her very well, rock style..." Ling Mo muttered to himself, then hugged his knees and wailed, "Girl
Ah, I'm injured, come and help me heal...don't run away! Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!"
"call……"
Lucy, who was leaning on the corner, took a deep breath and heard Ling Mo's shouts and the sound of the door closing from the corridor.
The surroundings suddenly returned to silence, but Lucy's mood could not calm down.
"This man has a knack for making people angry..."
Lucy tugged at the corner of her clothes and turned the leather rope on her hand.
There was a small cross hanging on the rope, the only thing Lucy brought from home.
"Yeah...the only one..."
Lucy felt a little confused. She had realized that her feelings for Ling Mo might have developed to a point where she couldn't even control it...
"But……"
Lucy touched the cross and breathed out again: "Lulu, calm down, calm down..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, your
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