"Even Mr.9 was killed!"

"Unforgivable!"

"Don't be left alone again this time!" A group of agents swarmed up, and Jackie Chan fought and ran. The two agents slashed with their swords, and Jackie Chan flipped over a table with one hand, turned around and kicked with his foot, and the edge of the table hit the two agents in the stomach.

An agent swept with a knife, aiming at Jackie Chan's neck, Jackie Chan sat on a chair with his legs bent, the big knife just crossed his head, raised his leg and kicked the man in the stomach, and with the help of the chair, he lay backwards, and the attack of the katana, chain hammer, and even two bullets missed and hit the ground.

The agent stepped forward again, and Jackie Chan, who had fallen to the ground, put his hands on the ground, grabbed the chair between his legs and kicked upward, and the two chair legs hit the jaws of the two men and knocked them down.

The two of them went around to the side to attack Jackie Chan's upper body, Jackie Chan didn't stop and brought a chair to a difficult carp to stiffen, the chair landed steadily, and Jackie Chan sat lightly on the back of the chair.

But a mace on the front smashed down on the head, Jackie Chan somersaulted backwards, and the chair was smashed to pieces, and after Jackie Chan landed, he caught two chair legs, slammed down the two people on the side, threw the chair legs, and hit the two gunmen who were changing ammunition.

In the face of the decreasing number of agents, Jackie Chan's choice is still to turn around and run: "I said that I am not the strongest one, why do you all come to chase me!" ”

"This person is so despicable, he obviously knocked down so many people, and he still says that he is weak!"

"You can't let him go!" A group of people swarmed up, and Jackie Chan ran away frantically, spanning tables and chairs in fancy ways, constantly throwing debris backwards, knocking down one to earn one, and creating obstacles if he couldn't hit them.

However, the size of the banquet hall is limited after all, and soon Jackie Chan ran to the end, and a group of agents were overjoyed: "Look where you are running!" But there is no end to it, Jackie Chan leaped forward and successfully got into a small window on the wall - it was used to serve food, and inside was the kitchen, a large kitchen that could accommodate more than a dozen chefs working at the same time.

"It's the kitchen!"

"The back door is locked, he can't escape!"

"Go!" An agent grabbed the window of the food and wanted to drill in, but Jackie Chan inside smiled slightly and put down the splint fiercely.

"Ah......h

The agent who was caught in the hand fell down, and the others came to their senses: "Go to the main door!" You two are guarding the window! The first agent to break into the kitchen enjoyed Jackie Chan's door-closing service, and the heavy solid wood door slapped the agent in the face and bounced back.

Jackie Chan caught the door with one hand, kicked the agent in the stomach, and punched the agent behind him in the face as he bent over...... The same move has been tried and tested repeatedly, Jackie Chan put down six people with just one door, and he didn't continue because the people in this world are too strong, and they smashed the wooden door just by slapping their faces.

It took a lot of effort for the agents to break into the kitchen, but it was only after entering the kitchen that their nightmare began, with cups, plates, and bowls full of Jackie Chan's hidden weapons, and pots and pans his weapons and armor.

A small dining cart allows him to play the tricks of King Qin's circumambulation, and the various drawer cabinet doors in the kitchen can always open in unexpected ways, constantly hitting enemies or making them crash into them.

There was a ruffle of ping-pong in the kitchen, and a large number of people fell on the floor, some of them stuck headlong in the sink, some of them were folded forward and stuffed in the cupboard, and it was hard to imagine how these people were brought down without seeing them with their own eyes.

And in the end, there were only four people left, including Jackie Chan. Jackie Chan gasped, holding a spatula in one hand and a rolling pin in the other, slowly retreated under the bag of the three, and finally leaned his back against the refrigerator, with no way out.

"I'm so sorry you can do this."

"But that's the end of it, you've reached the limit of your physical strength, right?"

"We're not the same as those miscellaneous fish, all three of us have code names!" Jackie Chan smiled bitterly: "Can I stop if I surrender now?" ”

"Think beautifully!" The trio, armed with a katana, a dagger, and a fist gauntlet, attacked Jackie Chan's throat, abdomen, and chest.

Jackie Chan was in a hurry, opened the refrigerator door with a movement of his elbow, blocked the fist attack with the side of his body against the refrigerator door, raised the dagger that stabbed the throat with the rolling pin in his left hand, and used the spatula to block the katana with his right hand.

Mr.11, who wields a katana, smiled: "Go die, I have a good sword 'Hanashu'!" "An ordinary spatula can't resist the sharp edge of a good knife, and the long handle is cut off in the middle.

"Wow!" Jackie Chan was startled, threw away the spatula and squatted down, avoiding the fate of being in a different place, and at the same time swept down Mr. 11 with a sweep of his legs, got up and took two steps forward, and knocked the person with the dagger into the refrigerator with an elbow blow backwards.

At this time, the agent with fist gloves angrily pushed the refrigerator door and locked his companion in the refrigerator, and when he was stunned, Jackie Chan's rolling pin fell on his head, making him dizzy.

The man with the dagger in the refrigerator pushed the door open, and the door slammed into the fist agent's face, knocking him out completely.

Jackie Chan knocked a rolling pin on Mr.11's head, and closed the refrigerator door again with his other hand, just clamping the hand of the dagger agent, and the dagger fell to the ground with a bang, Jackie Chan opened the refrigerator door and knocked him unconscious, closing the door again.

After finishing all the enemies, Jackie Chan slowly slid to the ground with his back against the refrigerator: "I'm tired, as if I want to thank Artoria for emptying their refrigerator............ The battle in the banquet hall was much smoother and easier than Jackie Chan's, and in the face of such a small agent at the level of miscellaneous fish, the combat power of the Amber Tour Group was simply bullying.

The only ones that can cause a little trouble to everyone are the drill-drilling duo of Mr.4 and Miss Merry Christmas, and the sniper duo of Mr.8 and Miss Father's Day hiding in the distance.

For the safety of her companions, Artoria decided to go out and look for the sniper, and judging from the fact that not a single bullet had come in for so long, Artoria was probably already on her way back.

There were not many agents left in the banquet hall, and the 'Mayor Severn' had already drawn his knife and gone into battle himself, and he had wittily chosen Zhang Daye, the person who seemed to be the best bully.

As soon as he fought, Zhang Da also found that Mr.7 had good swordsmanship strength, and he felt that he was stronger than Sauron a few months ago.

However, for Zhang Daye, one move is a normal play, and two moves can be regarded as teasing him. He didn't know that this MR.7 was not the one who later took care of the bombs in Alabastan, but the one who went to the East China Sea to invite Zoro to join the Baroque.

After Sauron refused, he tried to kill him, and then the code name MR.7 was given to the current MR.8.

One move had passed, and when Zhang Daye picked up the folding stool and was about to end the battle, a hand reached out from the ground and grabbed Zhang Daye's ankle.

Zhang Da was also stunned, and he also learned from Wendy to fall on the ground.