Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

Jackie Chan carefully closed the door and gazed into the antique shop.

At this moment, it was dark and the lights were off. There was a lot of clutter around, and the moonlight from outside the window could not penetrate it to shine in, so it appeared quite dim.

"no one?"

Jackie Chan frowned, standing in the darkness, not making any rash moves.

The only source of light in the entire house was the old man's study.

Jackie Chan knew that the light was coming from the old light bulb on his father's desk.

Moreover, the light bulb was confined to a single beam by a dark plastic baffle, and the light could only shine on the old man's desk, so the room was very dark, with only that one spot having light.

"Since Dad was taken away, there shouldn't have been any shields in the study, otherwise those people should have been able to find them."

The shield was so large that even if the study light couldn't diffuse it, it would still be easily noticed.

"So, Dad said he threw the shield aside, but which side?"

Jackie Chan's gaze was fixed on the hall. After observing for a while, he made sure there was no one nearby before carefully searching through the antiques that had just been delivered, were scattered and not yet properly arranged.

However, after searching for a while, they found nothing.

"Won't Dad leave me here?" Jackie Chan looked at a screen and casually pulled it open.

"Hi, Uncle Long!"

The sudden, crisp sound nearly startled Jackie Chan so much that he rolled his eyes back and fell to the ground.

Upon seeing the short, slender figure before him, Jackie Chan gasped, clutched his heart, and took a large step back.

"Xiao, Xiaoyu? What are you doing here?!"

Jackie Chan looked closely and realized that the person standing in front of him was actually his niece, Chen Xiaoyu, who had recently been brought to America!

He couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

Wearing an orange hoodie and red sneakers, Xiaoyu chuckled, "I definitely came down the stairs, it's the first floor!"

“Of course I know this is the first floor! I mean, weren’t you just in District 13? I even had Blake take care of you!” Jackie Chan glared.

Xiaoyu shrugged: "Oh well, that bald man didn't want to take me in, so I came back."

"What? How is this possible..." Jackie Chan was stunned. "No, that's not the point! The point is, you must get back to your room immediately!"

“Go up the stairs!” Jackie Chan added.

"Ah? No, Uncle Long! I know what you're looking for. Don't you want that shield?" Xiaoyu said coquettishly.

"How did you know I wanted to..." Jackie Chan's face darkened. "Did you eavesdrop on my phone call with my dad?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping! You were talking so loudly, I could hear you all!" Xiaoyu pouted, then turned to the side and showed Jackie Chan what was behind her.

Jackie Chan glanced around and, with the help of the dim moonlight, saw a round shield lying at Jade's feet.

"A shield?!"

“I’ve found this shield for you, so you have to have me by your side!” Xiaoyu grabbed the shield, a sly smile playing on her lips.

“No way!” Jackie Chan refused decisively.

Xiaoyu's smile faded again: "How could you do this? I'm the one who found the shield for you!"

"I don't care, you have to listen to me. Now go back to your room and go to sleep!" Jackie Chan grabbed the shield, turned around and left. "Remember to go up the stairs!"

Seeing that Jackie Chan seemed to have made up his mind, he didn't look at her again and turned away.

Xiaoyu squinted her eyes and put her hands in her pockets: "Oh, if that's the case, then okay."

Leave the antique shop.

Jackie Chan breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that Jade hadn't followed.

"Why is this girl so restless?"

Shaking his head, Jackie Chan, knowing time was of the essence, grabbed the item and ran as fast as he could, heading towards the tallest building near the antique shop.

In a shady spot on the street.

In the pitch-black darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes were revealed.

They watched as Jackie Chan ran away.

"I'm truly impressed. How can an archaeology expert carry a shield made entirely of gold and run all the way without even breaking a sweat?"

Jiang Shinian, through the eyes of the shadowy ninja, witnessed this scene and remained speechless.

He considered trying to get the Shadow Ninja to attack Jackie Chan, but after thinking for a moment, he felt that if he actually did that...

Jackie Chan might unleash terrifying power out of concern for his father, who is tied up by Tru, and suddenly go into overdrive.

It's still uncertain what will happen next.

and......

"Shields are really not important."

The blood-red eyes disappeared, the shadows shifted, and silence returned.

"call!"

Jackie Chan grabbed the shield and ran down to the building.

The moonlight bathed the fields, making the streets highly visible, yet they were extremely deserted.

Jackie Chan looked up at the top floor.

He just slipped in through the back door.

Suddenly, a childish voice made him stumble.

"Uncle Long, is Dad in this building?"

"Xiaoyu?!"

"This building looks dozens of meters tall. If Dad falls from here, oh dear! Uncle Long, let's go up and save him!"

Xiaoyu gave her advice and was about to step into the building when Jackie Chan grabbed her by the neck and pulled her back.

"Xiaoyu! Didn't I tell you to go back to your room and sleep? Why are you so disobedient?"

Jackie Chan glared at Jade, but she looked at him pitifully and said, "Uncle Jackie, an hour will be up soon, and it's dangerous for me to go back alone now."

"..." Jackie Chan's eyes went black.

He exhaled a few deep breaths, his eyes wide as he glared at Xiaoyu. "You stay here and hide yourself. You're not allowed to go anywhere! Do you hear me?!"

Seeing Jackie Chan's resolute tone, Jade looked disappointed, then bowed to him and said, "I understand, Boy Scout, I promise!"

Jackie Chan went inside the building.

Xiaoyu stood there, looking up at the towering skyscraper, when suddenly she smiled.

"But I'm not a Boy Scout."

Chapter 6 You dare to mess with Tru! Say goodbye to your old man!

"Tengtengteng"

After rushing into the building, Jackie Chan went straight up the stairs.

With each step, you can climb six or seven steps.

And so, Jackie Chan carried the pure gold shield and ran up to the top of the nearly twenty-story building.

However, as he struggled to climb the stairs, Jackie Chan wondered, "Why did these people bring my dad here? Aren't they tired of tying him up and making him climb the stairs?"

He charged up one level after another, and Jackie Chan had already reached the top floor.

He pushed the door open and rushed into the rooftop.

At first glance, you can see a burly guy who looks like a bear standing on the edge of the rooftop, with one hand on his father's shoulder.

The old man was thin and somewhat hunchbacked; standing next to Tru, he looked like a little chick with silver-white hair.

His hair was sparse, his forehead was broad and covered with deep wrinkles, and his eyes were small but sharp. Even though he was tied up, he was not panicked.

Upon seeing Jackie Chan rush out, Tru's smaller eyes turned and locked onto him, his gaze focused, it was unclear whether he was looking at Jackie Chan or the golden shield in his hand.

"Bring me the shield!" Tru stood there like a mountain, pressing down on his frail father, his eyes fierce, and shouted at Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan looked at his father with concern and noticed that his father's face looked even paler in the moonlight. His heart skipped a beat, and he raised his shield and slowly walked towards Tru.

"I'll give you the shield, just don't hurt Dad!"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me the shield!" Tru ignored Jackie Chan.

However, the latter did not give up trying to strike up a conversation; he also needed to distract Tru.

"What does your boss want this shield for? Even though it's a whole piece of gold, is it really necessary to go to this extent? And it might just be a piece of iron inside."

After he discovered the shield in the ruins today, members of the Black Hand gang kept appearing, trying to steal it.

After several twists and turns, he finally handed the shield to his father, only to find that the other party had found his way here!

"Give me the shield!" Tru said coldly. "Give it to me, and your old man will return to you unharmed. Don't try anything funny, or you'll be piecing your father out of a pile of minced meat!"

Jackie Chan's eyelids twitched.

His father just called him and said that there seemed to be some kind of terrifying spell on that shield. If others heard this, they would definitely not believe it, but he had been by his father's side for so many years, so he naturally knew that there really were some mysterious things in this world!

He didn't want the shield to fall into the hands of these bad guys, otherwise who knew what they would do with it!

But the current situation is so compelling that he has no choice but to face reality.

No matter what, he can't just abandon his father!

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, I..."

Before Jackie Chan could finish speaking, from his angle, he suddenly saw a small figure peeking out from the emergency exit across the way.

Xiaoyu?!

Why is she here!

The moment Jackie Chan saw Jade, a surge of anger welled up inside him.