I Work As A Cook In The Wasteland

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  Chapter 88 Exit Plan
  A few cars, a few familiar faces, looking at each other, looking at Su Mo's harmless smile, Mu Youyou felt a little hurt.

  She was still bragging a little too early.

  "What do you want to do?"

  "I tell you, we are not afraid of you!"

  Mu Youyou whispered as she walked up to Su Mo.

  Behind her, the faces of everyone in the Aoki Camp were full of curiosity.

  "Hey, do you think we are really Yoyo's friends?"

  "I don't know, but he looks good."

  "Look, Yoyo is quite enthusiastic."

  ...

  these comments were very small, but The physical fitness of Su Mo and others had already surpassed that of ordinary people, and they could hear these words clearly.

  Seeing a layer of red appear on Mu Youyou's face, Su Mo spoke.

  "Don't worry, we don't plan to do anything."

  "We are relocating the camp. When we pass by here, it will get dark soon, so we need a place to rest." "

  If you can stay overnight, we are willing to pay."

  Beside her, Shi Qing handed a bag of silver coins to Mu Youyou.

  The heavy weight is heart-pounding.

  The wooden-faced Mu Youyou's eyes widened, but she didn't take it.

  "We'll leave early tomorrow morning."

  Su Mo added.

  The people in the rock camp had their weapons randomly placed and had no intention of fighting.

  There were also a few children looking at everyone through the windows with curiosity.

  The kids were particularly interested in the treehouses.

  "Okay."

  "But you can take care of the sleeping place yourself!"

  Mu Youyou grabbed the bag with a warning in her eyes.

  Then he signaled to open the door and welcomed everyone in.

  It seems that Aoki Camp has not had guests for a long time, and some residents have inquiring eyes.

  "Haha, hello, you are welcome to be our guests."

  "I am the leader of Qingmu Camp, my surname is Mu."

  An old woman walked out at this meeting, leaning on a cane, her legs and feet seemed to be a little inconvenient.

  But his eyes were kind, and his wrinkled face had a kind smile.

  "Hey, grandma, your legs haven't healed yet. What are you doing out here?"

  "I can handle it."

  Mu Youyou hurried over to support the old man and whispered, with worry in his eyes.

  "Hey, I'm fine. As people get older, they have more problems. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."