Chapter 327 Part 1 - Jujube At The Front, Stick At The Back [1] (2/2)

But to face danger occasionally and to face danger at any tis

Wu Peng Fei already knew the answer After all, a strong irls How could he easily join the Mo, he would just be a burden, a useless guy in the tearoup, he could at least thicken his skin and leech off of them, but it was too shameful for him if he tried to be a locust under the hands of his best friend

Fortunately, they were close to the caood choice At least he would be relying on his own hands and feet He would be able to save face in front of Ling Mo as well

Ling Mo obviously couldn’t read his mind, so he nodded, “That’s fine But you need to think clearly on this If you join, youFei waved his hand, “”I had already thought clearly on this We have also been observing the camp the past few days Those that have power in the camp, should be the veterans and officers Psychics also have a high status inside the camp, but I’ve always felt that they have no real power in their hands I also heard from Boss Guan’s conversations that those psychics inside the camp are all under surveillance… It’s no wonder that you weren’t willing to join the Mo already knew these things, so he just nodded

To those extremely powerful psychics, the cae of theainst them

The two sides needed each other but couldn’t trust each other To be honest, it wasn’t a solid organization

But during this period,as there was an armed force, tons of survivors would naturally join like flies

Hus wouldn’t be able to survive in this world alone They needed to face a world of death and a tre They would eventually be driven crazy eventually if they didn’t even have someone to talk to

Even those psychics anted to becoroup of survivors

Thinking about this, Ling Mo felt that he was still quite lucky

Although the people around him were all zombies, they were also his lovers

to be continued…

[1] – Basically it’s like the English metaphor of carrot and stick Jujube is a kind of delicious dried fruit It basically is saying that there’s soet it The et beat by the stick that’s hidden from behind