Chapter 552 Honorary Head
The development of the matter really went in the direction Ling Mo expected, but even Ling Mo did not expect that the f group, which has always maintained a state of loose sand, is quite efficient in such a major event...
In summary, within a few days, they accomplished three things:
One is through gang fights, a few members with good strength and good character were selected to form a decision-making team and named it "The Council of Elders".
The second is to officially change the name of the convoluted base to F regiment. When seeing that all members agreed to pass, Lucy's face was quite tangled for a while.
The first time I heard the word "F regiment" was when I first came into contact with Ling Mo, right? At that time, she never thought that such an irresponsible abbreviation that Ling Mo casually said would become their official name later.
What can I do if I don't change it? Falcon now calls them the F Group, and the result is the same whether they change it or not...
In addition, in terms of changing the name, the most active ones are not the general members, but the Presbyterian Church.
They even started planning to make their own black robes as uniforms, and hand out a fire fork as a weapon or something...
However, as soon as this plan was proposed, it was rejected by the president Lucy with one sentence:
"Wear a robe and fight zombies? Are you kidding me!"
"Also... don't be influenced by Ling Mo, okay! There are zombies outside, and you guys are not strong enough, so it's so embarrassing to put on such a relaxed expression! Everyone put away their smiles for me, and be serious! Be serious! Be tough! Alas, that's 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 don't know is. After saying these words, looking at the mourning companions, Lucy's face was tense, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
"These people have also learned how to make jokes. Have fun... Forget it, it's better than being perverted in despair. That Ling Mo can really influence people..."
As for the third thing,
It was to hire Ling Mo as their honorary team leader, and this decision was unanimously approved.
After all, no matter from which aspect you consider it. Pulling Ling Mo into their pirate ship is beneficial and harmless to them.
Ling Mo is beautiful, and they follow behind to enjoy the glory;
Ling Mo is unlucky...
To be honest, no one thought Ling Mo would be unlucky.
He is already very strong alone, not to mention those three girls beside him.
The four of them together are not some naive addition. It's crazy multiplication!
What kind of bad luck can such a combination have?
So after the internal vote on this matter was passed, a group of members of the f group pushed Lucy out.
"President, take Ling Mo down!"
"Fix him!"
"Would you like to change into a dress to increase your majesty? ... Well, pretend I didn't say it."
...
A few minutes later, a gloomy Lucy knocked on Ling Mo's door.
Ling Mo has been staying in the house for the past few days, and he doesn't seem to care about the f group's affairs at all, but it is precisely because of this attitude. On the contrary, it promoted the trust of the f group members in him.
What they need is a backer, not yet another leader. Ling Mo didn't want to intervene in Group F's affairs? It couldn't be better!
Even Lucy felt that Ling Mo was very cooperative. It seemed that he knew the situation well...
Lucy took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and even squeezed out a smile: "Be warm, be friendly..."
However, the moment the door opened, Lucy, who was talking to herself, immediately opened her mouth wide. After a few seconds, she cursed angrily: "You've been doing this these days?!"
Ling Mo in front of him looked energetic, but he held his lower back with one hand. The action of supporting the door with one hand betrayed him mercilessly.
Not to mention the messy hair and messy clothes, even if Lucy ignored these due to selective blindness, the hickey marks on his neck were too obvious.
With that level of density, it is estimated that there will be no place to talk in a short time...
"What are you doing?" Ling Mo scratched his hair and asked back.
Lucy fell silent for a moment.
The two stared at each other for a while. Lucy said slowly, "I have something to do with you."
"Uh...here?" Lingmo pulled the door calmly, and blocked Lucy's view with his body.
"It's late, okay! I've already seen those long legs on the bed! What's more... that half-race girl of yours is wrapping herself in a sheet and waving at me right now!"
Lucy rolled her eyes, ignored Li Yalin who was waving at her, and the figure who suddenly jumped out to drag Li Yalin back, and turned to Ling Mo, "Let's talk about it here. This matter is important to us It is very important, and it is also a major decision for us..."
Lucy tried to look serious, and even made a scene.
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 be 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, "In order to strengthen the relationship with Yu Wenxuan?"
"Yeah." Lucy nodded.
"Want to get more first-hand information from me?" Ling Mo asked again.
"To be precise, I hope to synchronize with Falcon's gains in this area. You must have informed Yu Wenxuan about the new zombie, 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 as simple as that." Lucy said.
"Hmm..." Ling Mo rubbed his chin slowly, and suddenly showed a weird smile, "What about you? What can I give you? The big tree lets you enjoy the shade, and you don't give back a little nourishment?"
"Be specific." Lucy's expression was not surprised. Based on what she knew about Ling Mo, she already knew that it was impossible to take advantage of him for free. Without enough price, how could he be hired?
Moreover, this guy's talent in blackmail is simply innate. His asking price has always been kept within a maddening range, which will not exceed the other party's tolerance, but can make the price as much as possible. The opponent's flesh hurts endlessly.
Thinking about it this way, it was a miracle that he was 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 still couldn't help feeling a little itchy...
Could it be for her? can you?
This idea kept circulating in Lucy's mind, and after more times, she believed it herself...
But seeing Ling Mo hiding in the house and playing these shameless games with those girls, Lucy's heart suddenly panicked.
Is it because I think too much?
Looking at Ling Mo's treacherous expression of calculating the price, and at the bruises on his neck, Lucy suddenly snorted and kicked him.
"oops!"
"Hmph! Come and tell me after you've figured it out!" Lucy gave Ling Mo a vicious look, bit her lips again, shook her hand for the last time, and left in a huff.
"Hey! Why are you sneaking up on me!" Ling Mo hugged his knees and shouted from behind.
But seeing Lucy's back disappear around the corner, Ling Mo was stunned for a moment.
This woman is a little weird today...
"Huh? She's not wearing a leather jacket... Skinny jeans and retro leather boots... This match is quite suitable for her, rock and roll style..." Ling Mo said to himself, then hugged his knees and wailed again, "Girl Ah, I'm injured, come and heal me...don't run away! Don't worry, I won't do anything to you!"
"call……"
Lucy, who was leaning against the corner, took a deep breath, listening to Ling Mo's shout and the door closing in the corridor.
The surroundings suddenly returned to silence, but Lucy couldn't calm down.
"This man really has a way of making people angry..."
Lucy tugged at the hem of her clothes, and then turned the leather rope on her hand.
On this string hung a little crucifix, the only thing Lucy had ever brought from home.
"Yes...the only..."
Lucy was at a loss. She had already realized that her feelings for Ling Mo had probably grown to a point where she could not control herself...
"But……"
Lu Xi touched the cross, and let out another breath: "Lu Lu, calm down, calm down..."