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Dark clouds obscured the moon, and gang members patrolled the port regularly, brazenly carrying guns and walking back and forth, treating the area as their territory.

A short while later, more than a dozen black cars drove up, and a group of people carrying suitcases got out.

The port patrolmen approached them, and contrary to expectations, there was no tension between them. They lit cigarettes and chatted happily.

"It's a deal between bad guys."

One figure darted swiftly through the darkness, and soon another appeared.

Swish swish.

A salty sea breeze swept past the containers, and a few moths under the streetlights were startled by a sudden shadow, scattered, but quickly gathered back under the light.

They wore black ninja attire, allowing them to blend perfectly into the darkness.

They arrive silently and disappear even more swiftly.

Meanwhile, the two groups at the port had already completed their transaction during this time. They showed each other the money and goods, then shook hands to celebrate the successful transaction.

"Is no one going to turn against us?"

A sudden voice rang out.

"Who is there!"

The two people raised their guns at the same time and turned around in perfect unison to search for who was in trouble.

In this business, the most important thing is credibility, and they clearly have a very strong trust in each other.

"Batman, the expert in dealing with gangsters?"

A figure emerged from the darkness.

"Or, four hundred aunties, a superhero carrying out justice."

The crowd watched in silence as the person emerged from the darkness. He was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and a mask.

One person in the crowd exclaimed in surprise, "It's a moose! He's wearing a super moose mask! Lollipop~ Super moose on the move!"

All eyes turned to him, sharp as ice picks. He shrank back, his right hand pulling at his lips to indicate that he was now silent.

"You are surrounded. Now, hand over the money!"

A large number of black-clad ninja figures appeared, densely packed together.

Like a rising tide, a sea of ​​black ninjas swept across the land.

"Gudong."

"What kind of trick is this now?"

"Ninja soldiers? This isn't Hollywood."

They all raised their guns in unison; they were outnumbered, and everyone was armed.

Bang bang bang, tap tap tap, pupupupu—

Flames spitted out, and gunfire raged in a chaotic rhythm as the ninja soldiers fled.

With their exceptional physical reflexes, they dodged a barrage of bullets as if performing acrobatics.

However, a few were hit and fell into the darkness due to the high density of bullets.

"Didn't anyone tell them that it's the 21st century?"

Some people were smug and proud.

"what."

Screams soon followed.

Amidst the flickering firelight, streaks of black ninja soldiers appeared like ghosts, then vanished.

They ruthlessly slaughtered everyone present with outdated cold weapons; the moment they revealed even the slightest weakness, it was time to say goodbye to the world.

When the gunfire stopped, a group of people lay on the ground. Some had unfortunately lost their lives, while others reacted in time and pretended to be dead, thus avoiding further physical suffering.

The shadowy legion landed and stood in neat rows.

The group split up, and a mysterious man wearing a moose mask walked out with his hands behind his back.

"Didn't anyone tell them that magic is the answer?"

He opened the box to inspect it.

Then, in a disdainful and contemptuous tone, he said, "A bunch of idiots, spending millions to buy a box of plush toys."

The group lying on the ground pretending to be dead: "..."

Who's the fool here? We're dealing in contraband. You should at least have watched a few movies; it's all in the movies.

The leather suitcase buckle clicked softly between his fingers.

He took the box containing the money and walked into the shadows. The black-clad ninjas also quickly disappeared like the tide, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

Soon the sirens blared, and the wounded had no chance of escape. They could only raise their hands and wait for the kind-hearted police to arrest them.

……

"He actually used the Shadow Legion to rob people?"

Inside Valon's company, the men listened to the news they had just heard from the underworld, and looked at each other in bewilderment.

During this period, they failed to steal the talisman twice in a row, and watched helplessly as the talisman was taken away by that despicable archaeologist.

Apart from their injuries, they left nothing behind.

"Why didn't we think of that before?" Rasu asked bluntly, seemingly oblivious to Valon's unpleasant expression.

Ah Fen moved to the side: "It's only a few million, a few million... Our boss wouldn't even look at it, right?"

"I didn't sleep well at all last night because I was dealing with my sister-in-law. She ruined several of my dates." Zhou took off his glasses and rubbed them.

“Because that little bit of money is nothing.” Valon’s right hand, gripping his cane, bulged with veins. “What we want is the Golden Rooster King’s treasure, which contains countless riches. What are a few million?”

"That's right!" X3
Thump, thump, thump, the ground made a dull thud.

A burly Asian man walked in.

A scruffy, muscular man with red hair was also with him.

“True, and Alfred too.” Valon smiled confidently. “Now that the old buddies are all here, it’s time to get those 12 charms back.”

Zhou immediately nodded: "That's right!"

Tru asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"I am Zhou." Zhou put on yellow sunglasses.

Lasu: "Zhou, there was a guy sitting there just now, and he was impersonating you."

week:"……"

He just wasn't wearing his glasses.

Valon snorted coldly. He was already used to the stupidity of his subordinates; otherwise, how could he highlight the brilliance of his decisions?

"Contact that devil immediately; we need to attack District 13."

……

"Antiques, treasures..."

Tan Wenjie sat in a chair, holding a glass of iced cola in his hand.

In this world, only the eight great demons are attractive enough to him, provided that he masters the method of absorbing demonic energy and using it for his own purposes.

But there is one rule that everyone must abide by—the balance of Yin and Yang.

When a demon is defeated, an even more powerful demon will appear; similarly, when the righteous are defeated, an even more powerful one will appear.

Therefore, we must proceed with caution. Just like how the old man has let Shendu go countless times, it's not that he can't be eliminated, but that after Shendu is eliminated, an even more evil force will definitely appear.

In addition, various ancient treasures, magic books, and so on are all good collectibles.

Most of these things can be bought with money.

While he was enjoying a cold drink on a hot summer day, the Shadow Legion was busy contacting sellers for him online.

These guys are practically omnipotent, except for their slightly weaker skills. They can cook, do housework, drive, and more—the most considerate nannies ever.

Ring ring ring——

Tan Wenjie picked up the phone casually.

"Who is it? What, you're attacking District Thirteen right now!" He sat up abruptly. "I'm free, of course I'm free... What, are you going to pick me up by car? I'm in the villa district."

Lasu, Afen, and the three-person group drove the small truck.

"He's only been in this world for a short time, and he's already living in such a luxurious place." Rasu leaned against the passenger window, gazing at the rows of exquisite villas outside.

"Once we get the Golden Rooster King's treasure, we'll definitely be able to move in soon."

"That's right!" X3
The three encouraged each other, realizing that financial freedom was within reach.

Upon arriving at their destination, they saw the devil, Tan Wenjie, who had just stepped out.

The kid next door is playing with a water gun.

The wretched brat fired at the car window that had just been lowered, soaking the driver's seat.

He took off his glasses and complained, "Give me some time, I need to deal with that wretched brat."

Tan Wenjie got into the car: "I heard that there are donuts available in District 13 every Thursday."

He glanced around, his gaze settling on the figure in the driver's seat: "Afen, Lasu, is this the new recruit?"

“I am Zhou!” Zhou put on his signature yellow sunglasses.

Did this group plan this? Why are they keeping using the same old glasses joke?

Tan Wenjie: "Zhou, someone was impersonating you just now, but he didn't look like you at all."

week:"……"

After this interruption, Zhou, preoccupied with his bright future as a billionaire, decided to let the annoying brat off the hook for now. Once he was rich... who would remember the annoying brat? Endless joy awaited him.

The atmosphere inside the car was lively.

Everyone had already planned how to spend that money.

Then Ah Fen steered the conversation to Tam Man-kit's new residence.

"You made a sum of money and then bought that villa?"

"Don't joke around, that little bit of money isn't enough at all." Tan Wenjie waved his hand.

The three were not disappointed upon hearing this; instead, they became even more excited.

That's how it should be: buy only the expensive ones, not necessarily the right ones.

"Stop at the next intersection, I'd like to buy an ice cream cone," Tan Wenjie asked. "Is there any future billionaire willing to pay for it for me first?"

"Consider it my treat!" Ah Fen said, pulling out crumpled green banknotes with a smug look on his face, as if he was about to become rich.

……

The car finally arrived at its destination.

They have arrived at District 13, which is known as the safest, most secluded, and most impregnable place in the world.

"How do we get in?"

The trio all looked at Tan Wenjie; they needed his powerful strength to ask for his help.

“This way, I roughly know how to get in,” Tan Wenjie said.

Just now, a bald man wearing a black trench coat walked in during the sweltering summer heat.

The four followed the bald man downstairs. He seemed to be in a good mood because of something, and he was on the phone on the way. Many people greeted him, and he responded to each one.

“That bald guy looks like Sheriff Black,” Zhou Xiaosheng said to Tan Wenjie. “He’s the commander of District 13, and he knows us. Wouldn’t it be too dangerous for us to just walk in like this?”

It's more than just dangerous; it's practically walking into a trap.

But what was their original plan again? To raid District Thirteen and steal talismans—it seemed dangerous no matter how you looked at it.

Tan Wenjie reached out and took off Zhou's yellow sunglasses: "Now, no one will recognize you."

week:"……"

It's not funny at all, really.

As the agents from District 13 walked out, they saw the four men behind Sheriff Black. Tan Wenjie appeared relaxed, while the trio, though very tense, glanced at Sheriff Black and ultimately decided not to ask any questions.

Since you came in with the leader, there shouldn't be any problem.

Regardless of the country, the most important job of a subordinate civil servant is to avoid causing trouble for their superiors.

Sheriff Blake used his badge to swipe the elevator card.

He kept on the phone while waiting in the elevator, and just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand reached in. "Sorry, sorry, squeeze in."

The person who came in had an Asian face, and Blake had some difficulty recognizing Asian faces.

Three more people followed in; they all looked very familiar.

This is District 13, the safest, most secretive, and least likely to be infiltrated area in the world, so it's normal that it looks familiar; you're probably a low-level agent.

The elevator descended, and the interior remained quiet throughout.

Ding, the elevator has arrived.

As the door opened, Tan Wenjie suddenly asked, "By the way, Sheriff Black, I just heard that Valon has invited a very powerful and handsome terrifying henchman. Their target is also the talisman. Will there be any problems?"

Group of three: "..."

They had never seen such a shameless demon.

Sheriff Black smiled confidently: "This is District 13. The talisman is in the most heavily guarded area. There will be absolutely no problem."

Tan Wenjie patted Zhou next to him: "I told you Sheriff Black is very reliable."

“This agent looks familiar.” Blake stared at Zhou’s face for a while, a little puzzled.

Zhou was already drenched in sweat as he looked at the bald man so close to him. Lasu and Afen had turned their heads away long ago. Unlike Zhou, they didn't have such excellent disguise skills. As soon as they took off those strange yellow sunglasses, they were completely different people.

Tan Wenjie did not respond to Blake, but turned and walked out of the elevator.

"We have more important work to do. See you later."

The trio followed Tan Wenjie out of the elevator.

Rasu whispered, "He looked just like a real intelligence chief, and Blake was fooled."

Ah Fen nodded, "We really found the right helper this time. It will be much simpler from now on. Just take the talisman."

They carried explosive clay, and no matter the level of protection in District 13, as long as the amount of explosives was large enough, nothing would be a problem.

The four of them thus moved freely within District 13.

They even received free donuts.

Rasu was still holding a box in his arms, his mouth stuffed full: "I love Thursday Madness in District 13."

Locate the twelve talismans and set up explosives.

then.

"boom!"

The loud explosion and alarms quickly put District 13 on high alert.

"It's time to take the talisman back." Zhou finally retrieved his yellow sunglasses.

He lagged behind, standing outside alone, wiping his glasses with his T-shirt.

People who don't wear glasses will never understand that you shouldn't touch the lenses with your fingers when you take someone else's glasses. It's easy to leave fingerprints, and it will ruin your whole day.

The instant he put it on, Sheriff Blake and his team rushed over.

"It's Valon!" Blake shouted. "They've infiltrated in disguise and now they want to steal the talisman! Damn it, I didn't even recognize him before!"

“Hey!” Zhou said, “This isn’t funny. I want to emphasize again, I just took off my own…”

Ah Fen and La Su came out and casually stuffed two talismans into Zhou's arms.

"We should go back."

"Okay." Zhou's mood quickly changed.

But after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped, using the speed granted by the talisman to rush to Sheriff Black and punch him in the nose.

"Ouch, my nose!"

The trio, possessing the power of talismans, moved through District 13 with impunity.

They easily made their way out without encountering any obstacles.

"Dog, tiger, and horse." After getting into the car, A-Fen glanced at the talisman in Tan Wenjie's hand. "You actually took the three most useless ones."

"Tigers have the power of balance, horses can heal and restore, and dogs can keep people young and even immortal."

Holding the talisman, Tan Wenjie felt his body's power being rapidly adjusted and changed.

Although there was no change in the numerical values, he could feel that his control over his power had become more refined, and the greatest benefit of this power to him was that he could fully accommodate other powers, and balance would help him solve everything.

How can you say these three talismans are the least useful? They should be the most useful.

The power that countless cultivators dream of most: the power to cultivate without restraint, the power to live forever, and the ability to repair and restore forever.

In reality, abilities like Dragon Blast, Pig's Electric Eyes, and Bull's Immense Strength are the most useless.

Many of these abilities can be achieved with modern technology, but Tan Wenjie possessed them long ago, and was even more proficient in them.

"The power of the Holy Lord is indeed miraculous."

Even more amazing is Saint Lope, who was able to seal the power of Saint Master and divide his power into twelve talismans.

If one Holy Lord can provide so much excellent power, eight demons... that would really make people soar.

I'm getting more and more excited.

……

Dad's Antique Shop.

An elderly man with silver-gray hair is turning the pages of a book.

Ring ring ring.

“Dad hates rude phone calls,” he grumbled as he answered the phone. “Who are you looking for? What Blake, the devil in disguise, hahaha~, Blake’s nasal voice isn’t as bad as yours.”

He abruptly hung up the phone and immersed himself in the book again.

"What kind of demon is good at disguising himself?" Jackie Chan walked out of the room with messy hair.

“I know you’re nervous, why don’t you come to your dad’s? A warm hug will calm you down quickly.”

Jackie Chan smiled and opened his arms to rush towards his father.

"Snapped!"

The old man raised his hand and tapped Jackie Chan on the forehead.

"Ouch!" Jackie Chan cried out in pain.

"Oh dear, don't you know that Dad needs hot coffee when he's reading documents? My old life depends on coffee."

Jackie Chan rubbed his head and said aggrievedly, "I've already soaked it, it's just..."

“That’s hot tea!” The old man raised his hand and tapped Jackie Chan’s forehead again. “There’s one more thing. There are many demons in the world. It’s impossible for me to know them all. So I’m going to go to the back to check some information. Maybe I can find some clues about Shendu. The shop in front needs you to take care of it.”

"Understood, I will definitely take good care of it..."

"There's one more thing. Xiaoyu's school called and asked you to come over."

"Huh?" Jackie Chan looked completely deflated, as if all his strength had been drained.

The old man took two steps.

The phone rang at that moment.

Jackie Chan answered the phone immediately.

"This is Old Man's Antique Shop... Xiaoyu?"

"Uncle Long, those bad guys attacked District 13 and stole all the talismans. That demon from last time is also there. Detective Jade is following them."

“Xiaoyu, this joke isn’t funny,” Jackie Chan said seriously. “We need to talk about calling the parents.”

"But we should be saving the world now," Xiaoyu said pitifully on the phone.

"That trick won't work on me."

“Oh, right,” Dad suddenly said, “there’s one more thing. Just now, a man with a very nasal voice impersonated Blake and said that demons have taken over District 13.”

Jackie Chan: "What! Dad, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Snapped!"

The expected karate slap on the forehead arrived as scheduled.

"Ouch!" Jackie Chan clutched his forehead.

"It's normal for Dad to forget some things as he gets older."

"Xiaoyu is in danger! The talismans have been stolen, Dad!" Jackie Chan said solemnly. "I need to get there immediately. If Shendu gets the twelve talismans this time, it might be the end of the world. I need your help."

“Then I should stay,” the old man said. “I need to find out what kind of magic can win. Only magic can defeat magic.”

……

"Damn it, we're stuck in traffic!" Zhou angrily slammed his fist on the steering wheel.

If all the Secret Service agents and police in San Francisco come to surround them, they won't be able to escape.

Moreover, the talisman does not stick completely to them. If someone scratches an itch and loses their grip, it will slip away and lose its power.

"Why don't you try using the chicken talisman to levitate, and then combine it with the rabbit talisman to fly?"

"That's a great idea."

Zhou took out two talismans, then suddenly realized that the voice seemed to be coming from outside the car window.

The two small hands that suddenly reached in confirmed his guess.

"Thank you for the talisman." Xiaoyu grabbed the talisman and soared into the sky.

"Damn it!" Zhou angrily slammed his fist on the steering wheel and honked the horn at full blast.

"Alright, we're just missing two insignificant talismans," Tan Wenjie said. "Let's head back first; important business is ahead."

He has seen too many terrible teammates along the way, and now he has developed a strong ability to withstand pressure and is not prone to high blood pressure.

As long as the poop-shaped Holy Lord can be awakened, in other words, as long as the Rat Talisman is available, nothing else matters.

They drove back to Wallon's company without encountering any other obstacles along the way.

The moment the rat talisman merged with the stone statue, the poop-shaped stone sculpture of the Holy Lord suddenly gained life, its scales came to life, its body gradually began to wriggle, and evil demonic energy swelled and erupted from its body.

Except for the rabbit and the chicken, all the other talismans merged into his body, and Shendu regained almost all of his power.

Tan Wenjie could feel the Holy Lord's body growing stronger rapidly, even posing a threat to him, though not a great one.

"You're such a great help to me, Tan!"

The Holy Lord successfully stood up.

A green, humanoid dragon-like creature, wearing green shorts and a red belt.

Their aesthetic sense needs improvement.

“It’s time to give us the Golden Rooster King’s treasure, isn’t it, Holy Lord?” Valon stepped forward with a smile.

He did all this in order to make a fortune.

Now that they have completed their part of the agreement, it is time for the Holy Lord to pay their dues.

“But the talisman wasn’t brought back by you, Valmont,” Shendu said. “This world will return to the control of demons.”

The Holy Lord looked at Tan Wenjie.

Human betrayal remains fresh in his memory, and of course, demons are not to be trusted either.

His obvious reluctance to keep his promise did not cause Tan the slightest bit of tension, as if he had already expected this.

The Holy Lord roared and smashed through the glass, grabbing a petite figure.

"Look what I caught, a little fly."

After snatching back the last two talismans, he casually tossed Xiaoyu to Tan Wenjie, and then the Holy Lord rushed out of the window and flew into the sky.

"You caught me, you tutoring demon!" she said provocatively. "See, the Holy Lord didn't give you anything; you've been deceived."

“I still have a few more sets of test papers waiting for you,” Tan Wenjie smiled. “Trembling under the Chinese education system, Xiaoyu.”

"You're a devil!"

Although Xiaoyu was hiding in Tan Wenjie's arms, she made a face at him.

The two were pulling and arguing, but Valon and the others seemed to have all their strength drained away.

"Boss, we've been tricked by the devil. What should we do now?"

"Of course we'll go with him!" Valon said through gritted teeth. "We absolutely can't just watch that bastard trick us and leave. I heard that the Holy Lord will summon his palace, and as long as we find it, the treasure will still belong to us."

Where should we go?

Everyone turned to look at Xiaoyu, who was perched on Tan Wenjie's shoulders, and exclaimed in unison, "Jackie Chan!" (End of Chapter)