Chapter 588 Let the Black King Die

No wonder!
Although Mr. McAllen and Xia Mo were drinking and chatting happily, and the topic they talked about was children’s education, Mr. McAllen wanted to kill Xia Mo from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren’t for Xia Mo, his grand ambition would have been at least half realized. He would have swallowed the dragon bone and fought the Black King, and would have been worthy of being called a hero!
Now, he was drinking not-expensive mulled wine, and telling interesting stories about Caesar’s childhood to a gray-haired guy in a bar with plain decoration… Is this happiness?
Well, it’s still interesting.

Now that the Saint from the Far North has come, let’s stop talking about education. This beautiful white-haired girl is not an old driver like the gray-haired one, but a genuine virgin who has never had a romantic relationship.

For the charming Mr. McAllen, it is hard for him to imagine that there is a person who has never had a love affair at the age of 20. After all, when he was Pompey Gattuso, he was only three years old when he fell in love with the beautiful young nanny who took care of him.

So Mr. McCarron couldn’t accept it. This would destroy his established worldview…

Lu Mingfei: Hello.

“Where will our ship land?”

After drinking a lot of wine, the somewhat drunk Reggie Love said something very philosophical while holding the bottle of wine.

“In the Black King’s belly? We will all return to our birthplace.” Mr. McAllen said sinisterly, and he couldn’t help laughing.

“That’s terrible!” Ridgelife said loudly, “I’ve never dated a handsome Chinese guy!”

“Why a handsome guy from Beijing?” Lu Mingfei asked.

“Because Xia is from the capital of China!” Reggie Reeves said as a matter of course and with great ambition, “I want to find a person of the opposite sex who looks exactly like her, have a romantic relationship with him, and drink the most authentic soy milk!”

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei thought to himself, I am embarrassed to expose your true thoughts.

Xiaolu felt a little tired. In his youthful Shilan Middle School, senior girls were very popular, both male and female.

Now it’s getting worse and worse, it’s like a human succubus, I don’t know what’s good about the senior sister? Although she is very beautiful, loyal, and occasionally willing to be your mother, respect your choices, pave the way for you, and extend a reliable hand when you are in trouble… but not everyone will love her.

There will always be people who don’t want to be mama’s boy or mama’s girl.

“Livre, you’ve drunk too much. Use your super-strong blood to metabolize the alcohol quickly. Be clear-headed and stop talking nonsense.” Xia Mo said.

“Call me Fu Fu, it sounds more intimate. Xia, even though we just met by chance, I don’t know why I am so happy! I don’t mean anything else! I’ll drink this cup! Gulp gulp…ha!)

“…I’d better call you Regis. You’re neither a primate killer nor an idol, and you don’t make history. So forget it.” Xia Mo was a little frightened by Regis’s enthusiasm and moved her hips slightly away from Regis.

It is said that people talk nonsense when drunk, and it also reflects a person’s character. With Reggie Reeve’s bloodline, she can still punch people even when she is drunk. It’s terrible.

“In terms of blood, we are close, my sister.” Mr. McAllen said dimly.

Ridgelife turned a blind eye and looked at Mr. McAllen with a puzzled look, “You are a lady, but your breasts don’t look like one.”

Mr. McAllen looked at Xia Mo, “I admit, she is really drunk.”

“Children are under a lot of pressure, so we should be more understanding,” said Xia Mo.

“It seems that you know the hidden identity of Regis Reeves.” Mr. McAllen said meaningfully. “Isn’t she the direct descendant of the Black King?” Xia Mo spread her hands. “Besides her, you also have a younger sister, Maria. Do you want to meet her?”

Maria was contaminated by the Black King’s spirit and transformed into a twisted monster, but she also inherited his genes. In fact, all the terrifying monsters in the incubator have the Black King’s genes.

In the distant ancient times, the Black King only shared his genes with nine people. Now he sends them out like wholesalers, just to raise food and eat it in his stomach.

However, not even a tiny bit of genes would make them the direct descendants of the Black King, otherwise Daye-sensei’s brothers and sisters would be able to form an army.

Only Maria and Rigidreve inherited the Black King’s genes. To be more precise, Rigidreve did not turn into a monster. If she could unlock the genetic lock, she would be able to grow to the level of a Dragon King in time.

Another mountain is about to rise, but she just wants to fall in love.

“Maria is not my sister,” Mr. McAllen said calmly, “She failed to evolve and became a defective and deformed monster. Ridgelife is different. She is another masterpiece of my father.”

“Is patricide an eternal theme in mythology?” Xia Mo asked.

“This is a challenge to hegemony. The lower class conquers the upper class. That’s my life motto!” said Mr. McAllen. “By the way, one of the top life mottos is not to fight with ladies, so let’s make peace.”

“We’ve almost finished the appetizer, it’s time to move on to the main course.”

Mr. Macallan shook the whiskey glass he brought with him. Macallan is the number one brand of whiskey, equivalent to Maozi in whiskey, and is very famous.

“If there was no signal here, I wouldn’t bother talking to you. The dead Mr. McAllen was a good man.” Xia Mo shrugged.

“Just think of it as a compliment. Let’s continue the topic we talked about before Regislev came. The Black King has already entered the stage where he could wake up at any time. After thousands of years of nourishment, He is only one step away from waking up, and the world will revel.”

“But there is a difference between his active awakening and passive awakening. His active awakening represents the return of power and authority, while passive awakening is like practicing martial arts and being interrupted when you are about to achieve great success. Spitting blood is considered a minor injury.”

“You delivered a second-generation Chilong to the Black King. Very good. This brings him one step closer to waking up.”

Mr. McAllen talked eloquently. Every time he appeared before, it was either thunder and rain or shark arms. He was not as talkative as he is now. His palms were clenched, full of power, which also showed his ambition.

“I don’t know why you came to the Arctic, but you will most likely not be able to wait until the day you get off the ship. The Black King will revive before then, and His wrath will ignite the entire Arctic and boil the ocean.”

“What if you hadn’t brought those cans?”

“But I brought it.” Mr. McAllen said maliciously, “This is your fault. I wanted to delay it a little longer and didn’t want to fight the Black King to the death to seek a turnaround. But your appearance kept snatching away my living space, so I had to fight hard to turn the tide.”

“Even if you beat me to death, I will sacrifice myself before you. I’m sure the Black King will not refuse a sub-adult body of a Dragon King. The smell will wake him up.” Mr. McAllen said proudly.

“I really want Xia Mi to come here and see how much her brother loves their father that he can’t wait to deliver the takeaway.” Xia Mo said. She sighed and her expression gradually turned cold, as if drinking hot red wine didn’t make her skin rosy. Xia Mo said with a sense of boredom.

“Then let the Black King wake up,”

“Then let Him die.”

(End of this chapter)