Chapter 653: Chapter 297: Provoked, Huh?
Simone: I really can’t thank you enough, Allen! I was thinking I might be bothering you too much!
Allen Zhang: What are you talking about. We’re all family here, I treat you like my own family. If you need anything, just ask me!
Simone: I need you now, can you come and find me?
She casually snapped a refreshing photo of the General Sect Leader, in the gym within the apartment community.
Healthy wheat-colored skin, and clear abs lines. Her figure was also very hot, curvy and well-built, obviously working out and lifting weights.
Not having seen Simone for a while, why does it feel like her figure is getting better and better?
This must be her racial talent.
Even if she’s mixed-race, a bit of casual exercise makes her much stronger than others.
After all, her ancestors for three generations picked cotton in the fields; without abundant physical strength, they couldn’t have outperformed others.
Allen Zhang: Although I’d love to talk to you, I might not have time right now.
Simone: I bet that bad woman Jennifer has drained you! That’s why you’d say that. What has she done to you?
The General Sect Leader was rendered speechless.
Could it be possible that it’s not just Jennifer, but other enchantresses as well?
Your intel is too many versions out of date.
They chatted a bit more. Allen Zhang promised to visit her another day and then exited the chat.
Old Karl also got up from bed, came downstairs looking listless, and poured himself a drink first thing, gargling with it. He really is an old alcoholic.
Frank’s drinking problem +1.
Allen Zhang had a few words with Old Karl, showing concern for his health.
“Don’t worry, buddy, I’m not dying yet, there are so many girls and a wonderful life waiting for me to enjoy,” Old Karl chuckled.
Seeing that he was alright, Allen Zhang took Sieg and Boketu to prepare to leave the ranch villa.
Old Karl tried to keep him, “There’s an exciting program at noon today, are you sure you want to leave now?”
“I’m afraid if I stay longer I might die here,” Allen Zhang said frankly: “You’d better not drink too much, either.”
“Why do you sound like those private doctors and therapists? Alcohol is made from grains, drinking is like eating, I’ve already had a meal, why should I eat again?” Old Karl argued self-deceptively.
“When you’re lying in the hospital needing a liver transplant, I won’t be visiting you. I’m off, see you next time.” Allen Zhang waved his hand and left without looking back.
Old Karl had someone drive them back to the manor, even though it wasn’t far at all.
Back at Green Field Manor, Allen Zhang had Boketu fill up the Black Hawk Helicopter with fuel.
He then went to play with several Labrador puppies, petting them vigorously.
He also had the Beggar Gang Disciples bring out his two Quarter Horses. The little mare Clippers Girl was very affectionate; no matter how the General Sect Leader petted her, she offered no resistance, instead burying her head in his embrace and nuzzling him a few times.
The big boy Torch was harder to please and completely disdained interacting with the General Sect Leader. Allen Zhang had brought the carrot right to its mouth, but it just rolled its eyes disdainfully, baring its teeth.
Not until Voodoo came by with apples and corn, carrying a basket, did the horse quickly change its demeanor and cozied up affectionately.
Watching this scene, the General Sect Leader had reason to suspect that this stallion was an lsp, only liking females.
He contemplated: “Maybe it’s still better to let him go.”
As soon as these words came out, big boy Torch immediately seemed to understand human speech and, startled, backed away several steps before running off into the distance.
The apple in his mouth didn’t taste as good anymore.
“Boss, you shouldn’t scare it, it has a racing bloodline, its offspring could definitely become racehorses,” the Beggar Gang Disciples hurriedly tried to dissuade.
“And you want me to let my dear Clippers Girl breed with that yellow-haired one? I don’t even like watching races.”
Allen Zhang promptly refused.
He petted Clippers Girl’s head; she was still very gentle, batting her watery big eyes. She didn’t shy away from any snacks that the General Sect Leader offered.
The General Sect Leader felt very satisfied, like an old father looking at his own dear doting daughter.
However, when the Labrador pups came over, trying to circle around the mare, Clippers decisively kicked out, landing a hoof on one’s forehead, sending the pup flying and rolling several times on the ground, howling in pain.
It scampered away, leaving a puddle of urine on the grass, having been scared into peeing itself.
“Boss, is this what you call gentle?” Sieg gave the General Sect Leader a meaningful look, almost sending the Labrador puppy into a concussion with one kick.
“Perhaps she just wants to be close to you.”
“That means I’m excellent, a good owner.”
Allen Zhang liked Clippers Girl even more. He gave the middle finger to Torch, who was looking around in the distance, “Let that bad boy get lost. I just need Clippers.” The source of thɪs content is N0velFire.ɴet
Hearing this, Torch’s pride seemed to take a serious hit, immediately making a racket and hopping on the spot.
Allen Zhang didn’t pay him any heed, continuing to feed Clippers, petting her gently, playing favorites.
After Boketu finished adjusting the equipment, Allen Zhang said goodbye to Clippers, handing them over to the Beggar Gang Disciples for care.
The group boarded the Black Hawk, and Boketu asked, “Boss, where to next?”
“To the suburb hangar.”
Boketu nodded, started up the helicopter, and lifted off, heading to the hangar in the suburbs.