"Xiaoyu is your sister's daughter, and she is not good at studying in China, so she plans to let him come to the United States for a year, and Xiaoyu will be handed over to you to get along with each other. ”

"Ah...... Daddy, I'm ......"

"I know, you'll get along, I'll go research first. ”

With that, he waved his hand and walked to the back of the counter, a door hidden in the middle of the bookshelf.

When Jackie Chan saw his father like this, he knew that he was going to get along with the little niece in front of him for a year, touched his somewhat smooth hair with his hand, and said with a smile: "Hello ......"

And Xiaoyu didn't hang him, his mouth pursed, and he casually pushed the luggage towards Jackie Chan, and walked to the side to look at the antiques on the stand.

After a while, Xiaoyu walked to Jackie Chan boredly and watched Jackie Chan fiddle with antiques.

"It should be here, right?"

At this time, a figure walked in at the door, only to see that its voice did not fall, and the figure appeared in the store with him, looking around at the antiques placed on the shelves, nodding to the antiques from time to time.

Jackie Chan was translating the ancient text at this time, and when he heard a voice coming from outside the door, he looked at the young man who had just walked in, and instantly the blood boiled all over his body, and he made up his mind that this was a master.

Then he shook his head, cleared his mind, looked at the young man in front of him, and said, "Hello, what are you buying?"

Hearing this, Li Wen shook a candle-shaped antique in his hand, glanced at Jackie Chan, and said, "You don't have what I want to buy." ”

"Huh, what are you here for?"

"Wait for someone, you just get busy with your business first, don't worry about me"

"Okay, my name is Jackie Chan, you can call me if you have something. ”

He muttered, "What a strange person." ”

As soon as the words fell, three figures walked in and said unceremoniously to Jackie Chan: "Jackie Chan, hand over the shield." ”

Jackie Chan saw that they were not good, so he pretended to be crazy and stupid and said, "Hmm, what shield?"

However, several of them came to seize the shield, and they knew that the shield was here with Jackie Chan before they came.

"Oh~ That's it. ”

Among the three, a relatively short social person, wearing orange sunglasses, casually pulled down two antique celadon vases from the shelf.

Seeing what they did, Jackie Chan's mood was instantly angry, and he flew to catch the celadon bottle that was about to land, because of years of martial arts, he was agile and caught the celadon bottle one by one, grinning at the three of them, the smile was so bright.

"Hmm!"

And the three of them were surprised in their hearts, and they threw down an antique, wanting to see how Jackie Chan would pick it up.

However, Jackie Chan's heart was already burning with some anger, and he was ready to do it after quickly catching it.

But at this time, the three of them saw that Jackie Chan was not so easy to deal with, so they were ready to retreat first, thinking about how to snatch the shield.

They all walked out, the man with the orange eyes driving the car, and the other two sitting in the back seat, both silent.

When Li Wen saw them leaving, he cautiously jumped to the top of the building and followed them to the place where the Holy Lord was.

But this young man doesn't know that Jackie Chan is, the son of luck in this plane, no matter what he doesn't get involved in, then he is not the son of luck.

So, here he comes......

Jackie Chan's figure was attached to the pipe next to the building, only to see that the pipe broke and opened, just impartial, and smashed on the front cover of the car.

Jackie Chan followed the pipe, lying on the car hood, smiled awkwardly at the people in the car, and said: "Just knock on it......"

"Hmph"

"Jackie Chan, you are looking for death. ”

After finishing speaking, the three of them got out of the car one after another, took out a lightsaber from their arms and slashed at Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan's eyes widened when he saw the weapons in their hands, looking at his empty hands, and then he did a somersault backwards, dragging two wipers down from the car and waving them to hit their arms.

"Ahh Hit~"

At this time, when I saw Jackie Chan and them, they fought with martial arts without internal strength, and I couldn't stand it in my heart, after all, now he can kill the three of them in one move.

However, when I thought of the system, I resisted the urge to do it, so I could only continue to watch quietly.

In the case that Li Wen did not intervene, the plot was still the three members of the Black Hand Gang, who retreated first when they saw that the situation was not good, and Li Wen immediately flashed on the roof of the building, following their whereabouts.

An hour later, the trio of the Black Hand Gang walked to a high-rise building, pretending to make themselves look badly injured, and helped each other into the elevator.

And Li Wen had already come to the top floor at this time, looking at the high-rise building whose appearance was entangled in black gas, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he slowly pushed the window in.

And the four people who were discussing in the room, a stone statue, saw the people coming in from the window, and looked at the young man who had already come in with a confused expression.

I thought to myself: "Who the fuck is this, this is the 27th floor, what the hell flew in......"

"I must have suffered internal injuries in my heart, and now I have hallucinations, it must be hallucinations, hehehe......"

But an illusion is an illusion after all, Li Wen walked in front of him, slapped the Black Hand trio twice, and made them listen sane and sober, "Thank you for leading the way." ”

Then he walked towards the stone statue step by step.

"Aru..."

"Yes, Holy Lord. ”

"Kill him!"

"Yes. ”

A huge body about three feet tall walked towards it, a fist the size of a sandbag, and a punch hammered at the young man, and suddenly saw Li Wen, with an indifferent look, his body did not move at all, he reached out and grabbed the wrist of the hammer, and broke it outward, and then Tru's huge body was turned in the air for half a circle before slamming it on the floor.

"Bump!"

Tru snorted, ready to get up again and scare the boy, but how could Li Wen give him a chance to get up, walked to Tru's side, slammed his palm on his head, and then used the aura to make up for two more feet.

Tru only felt that his mind was dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and after a while, his consciousness fell into darkness, and his body staggered, and he fainted again and fell asleep on the ground.

The other four took a few steps back, looking at the person who was like a strong man in their hearts, who had been stunned by this unknown intruder, and fear appeared on their faces, but they still had faith in the strength of the Holy Lord in their hearts.

And Li Wen looked at the Holy Lord who was entrenched on the wall, and said unceremoniously:

"Are you the Holy Lord?"

"I am. ”

"Oh, Pandora's box hand it over, spare you reptile from death. ”

Seeing that his subordinates were all a bunch of waste, the Holy Lord stared at the young man with red fiery eyes, and said, "Pandora's box is not with me, but if you are willing to assist me, you can easily grant you the wealth of the country and the supreme power." ”

After Li Wen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and with a direct wave of his hand, millions of dollars were scattered on the ground, and said: "This emperor lacks everything, except money, and I am interested in a certain item on you, and now I will give you one last chance." ”

"Give, raw. If you don't give, die!"

The Holy Lord hovering over the wall was furious when he heard the young man's words, and I don't know how many years no one dared to speak to him like this.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!Shadow Corps, kill him. ”

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of shadows emerged from the shadows, and the moment they appeared, they quickly rushed towards Lin Qing.

But who is Li Wennai, the emperor of a country, a foundation realm monk, how can he care about these scum and garbage.

Looking at a group of creatures whose strength is a little stronger than ordinary people, I don't look down on them at all, this group of garbage.

I sighed in my heart, sure enough, I guessed correctly, only the higher the strength of the controller, the higher the strength of the Shadow Legion.

He crossed this time, using the otherworldly function of the chat platform, and then came to this world, and since he came, he casually received a task of the chat platform.

Platform Mission: Snatch Pandora's Box.

Platform reward: 100 origin points

Li Wen carefully recalled that the treasures in Jackie Chan's adventures and the general plot had the current scene.

Then, a loud cry came out of his mouth.

"Jiuyang Xuanlei, out. ”

A ghostly giant eye appeared in the sky, surrounded by thunder, and with his command, the thunder in the giant eye instantly broke away, and the thunder that fell from the sky instantly penetrated the entire floor.

The thunderbolt swept through the Shadow Corps, and in an instant, the Shadow Warriors were reduced to ashes.

In the time of a stick of incense, every time the Shadow Corps came out, its body was crushed by the thunder on the floor.

And the current Holy Lord has no combat power at all, and the current Holy Lord is not the Holy Lord who will recover some strength in the future, besides, even if the Holy Lord is in his heyday, for Lin Qing, he is still a rookie.

"Holy Lord, I can't help it. ”

Seeing that the Shadow Corps appeared less and less, he knew in his heart that there was not much magic left of the Holy Lord.

"You go on, this emperor, and give you a chance. ”

"What the hell do you want, I... It's all for you, but please be merciful and let me live. ”