So I Am A Demon Descendent!

Revolving Restaurant, Top Floor.

“See that blonde Caucasian girl? According to my exceptional judgment as a pervert, she is an extraordinary one.” Li Xianyu threw himself on the table and gobbled the food up, not forgetting to whisper to King Kong beside him.

His manner of eating was by no means elegant, and every time he overused his superpower, he will experience great hunger and emptiness, and only food can satisfy his desires at this time.

They met with demon descendant envoys from the United States: The Association of Superpowered Beings, the official demon descendants organization of the United States. demon descendants is what the Chinese demon descendants members call themselves, and American demon descendants call themselves Superpowered Beings, the darlings of God, and the descendants of God.

Unlike “private enterprises” such as Baoze Group, the Association of Superpowered Beings was truly an official organization that belonged to the American government directly. The superpowered beings were more active, some lurking in the private sector to punish evil and promote good, some were mixed in various government departments, and worked silently. Some were in the entertainment industry, their identity revealed to the public in another form.

“What about in comparison to Thunderbolt Battle Lady?” King Kong commented. “They all have very sculptured faces.”

Their facial features were exquisite, and very defined, and you described those good points as a sculpture… Li Xianyu did have a good eye for beauties and replied, “They each have their own merits.”

Thunderbolt Battle Lady’s skin color and features were more Asian, but she had very defined features, and her nose was especially beautiful. A high nose bridge was used to describe her. Mixed with the delicate beauty of oriental ladies, but also with the depth of Western women, she was very attractive and a very rare beauty.

As for Victoria, she was also an exceptional beauty in the American Association of Superpowered Beings.

He took a sip of red wine and burped comfortably. “I’m more curious about why this group of Americans came, what business do they have with us?”

“It’s because of the Great Deities Palace,” someone behind them said.

Li Xianyu turned his head and looked at the person. A bearded uncle carried a plate with a steak and sat down. He had no knife, fork or chopsticks in his hand. As he swiped with his index finger in the air, the steak was cut into pieces of uniform size and shape.

“Senior Kato Eagle.” Li Xianyu asked, “Isn’t the Great Deities Palace an object that belongs to our country, the Americans want to intervene in this too?”

Kato Eagle, full name: Fingering Techniques Similar to Kato Eagle.

He and Lady Killer were both renowned as Baoze’s Two Playboys.

In truth, he just liked to flirt verbally and was not a playboy. He was completely different from Lady Killer. Speaking of him, it’s been a few days since he has spammed the group chat. The poor guy was trapped in the god knows what virtual world.

Kato Eagle picked up a steak with his fingers and threw it like beans into his mouth. “In order to prevent the world from being destroyed and to ensure world peace, demon descendants organizations from all over the world have signed and undertaken offensive and defensive alliances to fight scattered or evil cults who commit crimes. You can understand it as a global agreement against terrorism.”

“At present, 127 countries have undertaken offensive and defensive alliances with our country. This does not include the United States. Thus, many demon descendants who commit crimes choose to sneak into the United States in order to escape the pursuit. A few days ago, the third son of the Shen family committed a crime and fled to America in the night.”

“What does this have to do with the Great Deities Palace?” Li Xianyu wondered.

“With the signing of the offensive and defensive alliances, the United States has a good reason to intervene in the ruins of the Great Deities Palace and profit from it.” Kato Eagle frowned. “There’s a good saying: ‘I’ll “help” you if you’re in trouble. I live next door. My last name is Wang.'”

King Kong added, “We also often do this kind of stuff, it’s basic. We don’t know if the Great Deities Palace is a blessing or a curse, and whether we can find it or not. Using it in exchange for the alliance agreement, we profit either way.”

“Although Lightning King’s cultivation is mediocre, his overall vision has always been very good. His decision may seem to be a loss in a short period of time, but in the long

run, it will definitely make a profit.”

Lightning King’s cultivation is mediocre… Li Xianyu had heard such an evaluation for many times.

Thunderbolt Battle Lady said this, Li Bai said this, and even San Wu said this. He was at least a law enforcement leader, is his cultivation that bad?

“Let’s not talk about this, Kato Eagle, do you know who that woman is?” Li Xianyu looked at her and then nodded at Kato Eagle.

“Oh her, Victoria, Leader of Team 68 of the American Association of Superpowered Beings. Her powers are Iron and Steel, the female god of war of the Superpowered Beings Association, and a goddess.” Kato Eagle put his left arm on Li Xianyu’s shoulder and chuckled. “You like her?”

Li Xianyu smiled awkwardly. “Ha, who doesn’t like beautiful women?”

Kato Eagle didn’t concede defeat and slung an arm around Li Xianyu, continuing the topic, “It’s not that easy to conquer Caucasian ladies. What’s more, you have kidney deficiency.”

“Kidney deficiency does not prevent me from trying to hook up with her. I heard that Caucasian women are very open?” Li Xianyu mirrored Kato Eagle’s flippant comments.

“Hmph!”

In the team of envoys, a young and handsome blond man snorted coldly.

“What’s the matter?” Victoria smiled.

She had a pair of azure blue eyes, which were as blue as the sea and standard features of Caucasians. Exquisite, defined, and skin as fair and smooth as milk. She also had freckles, well, standard freckles that Caucasians have.

“Sister, a few people over there are talking about you.” Ryder’s eyebrows knit together, without concealing his aversion, as he said in his dialect, “Rude and uncouth, a bunch of low-quality yellow-skinned monkeys.”

“Why stoop to their level and care about what they say?” Victoria replied nonchalantly.

She was used to the appraising comments of the men around her, but her brother Ryder was born with the ability of having an exceptionally sharp hearing. Every time he heard all kinds of leering comments from those men about his sister, his heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney all hurt. So when he grew up, he seldom went out with his sister.

This time, 9 members of the American Association of Superpowered Beings visited. The visit, led by Vice President Giger, is aimed at discussing the next offensive and defensive alliance agreement.

Giger had the standard height and well-developed muscles of Caucasians. He was having a good time with Lightning King, and the scene looked like two bears had wandered into a dinner gathering for humans.

“It’s such a sumptuous lunch, complemented with an 82 years old Lafite,” Giger said. “Your company has shown much hospitality.”

Lightning King replied, “Our two countries have always been long-time friends, and we will always remember the history of the War of Resistance against Japan. In recent years, our camaraderie have faded, but it does not matter. As long as we unite as one, we are still fire-forged friends.”

Ryder muttered in a dialect that no one could understand, “Is this the shameless demeanor of a politician? It’s the most common red wine. China has become more and more arrogant in recent years. In the past, when the Buddhist Society was in charge, the scale of hospitality was much larger than it is now. Baoze is just an organization that has been in existence for a few years.”

Other than the nine members of Association of Superpowered Beings, Baoze only had Lightning King and Thunderbolt Battle Lady and no one of the senior employees in the company was willing to attend the gathering. It’s awkward, but that’s the current situation in Baoze.

Demon descendants members will strictly carry out the company’s duties, but they are a group of recalcitrant madmen themselves. Lightning King can only yell at them during work, but dare not do so in private, as he will be beaten up.

He could be the law enforcement leader, in addition to his vision, he was appointed by the Big Boss, and has nothing to do with strength. In fact, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, he ranks at the bottom of the senior staff.

Victoria sipped her wine, blushed, and smiled. “In just a few years, it can replace the Buddhist Society and gain a foothold in the demon descendants community. Baoze Group should not be underestimated, especially the sword holder.”

When it came to the legendary figure, Victoria had a glint of obsession in her eyes.

“Aren’t you disappointed? He didn’t attend at all,” Ryder muttered. “Maybe he forgot you by now. Who remembers you, an insignificant figure?”

This was Victoria’s Achilles heel, and she glared at her younger brother. Two years ago, when she was on a mission to the Middle East, she was ambushed by the enemy. In her time of desperation, a young man came down from the sky and saved her from despair.

Victoria still remembered the first sentence he said: “Yo, American lady, say something if you’re not dead.”

His last sentence of parting was, “I’m sorry, I don’t like to eat western food.”

The process omitted was the bitterness of a beautiful woman who was rejected, when she wanted to repay the gratitude with her body.

They haven’t met after that encounter.