Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

"A talisman?" Xiaoyu's eyes widened. "It's still a puppy. Is this Dad's zodiac sign?"

Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Dad, how old are you?"

"Xiaoyu..." Jackie Chan reminded.

"Uh... very old?" Xiaoyu blinked.

"Xiao Yu!" Jackie Chan patted Xiao Yu's head, signaling her to stop talking.

Fortunately, Dad's attention was all focused on the talisman. He took the talisman from Jackie Chan and stood up.

"Well, although the talisman is not important, we must know the power of the new zodiac talisman in order to better fight against the Holy Lord. Dad will continue his research. Thank you for your gifts."

"Wait a minute, Dad! But we haven't eaten the cake yet!" Xiaoyu saw that her father was about to leave, so she waved her arms and said to him, "We want to celebrate for you!"

The old man who was about to enter the house turned his head slowly, paused, and said in a doddering tone: "Okay, wait until I'm one year younger, then you can celebrate for me."

......

the other side.

Black Hand Building.

The highest level.

In the lobby of Wallon's office.

Jiang Shi Nian was hanging on the wall, watching Walon scolding Tru with boredom.

Since he did not intervene this time, the dog talisman was undoubtedly snatched away by Jackie Chan.

This also made Valon very angry.

He seemed to see a mountain of gold disappearing before his eyes.

There seemed to be a sound echoing in his ears.

That was the miserable howl of money leaving him!

They were shouting at him!

"You idiot, you let Jackie Chan steal your talisman again!"

On the table next to Valon was the Dragon's Eye.

His voice was cold: "If Black Shadow hadn't saved the Talisman Tracker, you would have sat on it and smashed it to pieces!"

"Uh, my Lord, I'm sorry..."

Tru stood there, and even strong and muscular was not enough to describe him, but at this moment he looked aggrieved and bowed to Valon to apologize like a young wife accepting the blame from her husband.

"You disappoint me. I think we should hire someone to complete future tasks in his spare time." Valon narrowed his eyes.

"What? No need, master. I will do better in the future!" Tru suddenly raised his head.

"It's too late, Tru. Your two failures are beyond my tolerance!"

Valon raised his left hand and pointed to the door behind Tru: "Let me introduce you, this is Ah Fu."

From the shadow of the gate, a burly man with explosive red hair and muscular body emerged.

"Afu? He looks a little funny. Can I beat him?"

Tru turned his head and looked at Ah Fu's little eyes, which revealed confusion and a bit of disdain.

This guy doesn't look fierce at all, why would the master like him?

When the red-haired man heard what Tru said, the veins on his forehead suddenly bulged.

He suddenly leaped up, somersaulted several times in the air, and roared angrily.

"Underestimate me? Black Tiger digs out your heart!"

"Come die!"

Ah Fu flew into the air and shouted angrily again.

"The mountain is overwhelming!"

"Fuck!"

A fierce and powerful force was overwhelming.

Tru was horrified and his eyes widened.

Why does this guy look like he can fight better than Jackie Chan?

"Oh!"

Ah Fu placed his feet firmly on Tru's shoulders, took a stance, pressed down Tru's head with one hand, and shouted, "Also, Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl!"

With a whoosh, Ah Fu's right hand was like an eagle hook, and his index finger and middle finger stopped in front of Tru's eyes, just one step away from poking him, but he didn't continue.

"Very good. It seems that our new friend is very sensible."

Valon stood aside and watched Afu give Tru a show of power, with a gratified smile on his face.

However, Jiang Shi Nian was hanging on the wall, and the dark shadows around him were his glasses, so they could clearly see that Ah Fu, who had his back to them, did not seem to have refrained from taking action because he had no sense of propriety.

Rather, it was because his arms wanted to continue moving down, but it seemed that his arms were too short.

Or maybe his muscles were too big, so he couldn't stretch his arms flexibly, and it stopped in front of Tru.

"Uh……"

Tru was startled, slowly opened his eyes, and came back to his senses: "Appearances can sometimes be deceiving..."

This seemingly non-aggressive man is actually as difficult to deal with as Jackie Chan's archaeologist.

......

San Francisco.

An old antique shop.

The study was dim and gloomy, and if one listened carefully, one could hear faint crackling sounds.

In this room, there was only a desk lamp consuming electricity, slowly emitting a faint light, and the crackling sound came from the bulb.

"Dogs are man's most loyal friends."

There were piles of books on the desk, stacked very high.

An old and slow voice was heard from among the pile of scriptures.

The owner of this voice is Dad.

At this moment, in his left hand, he was holding an octagonal talisman with a yellow dog pattern engraved on it.

He held a magnifying glass in his right hand and painstakingly compared it with the ancient secretary, trying to decipher the secret of the dog spell.

"Those who hold the dog charm will be immortal..."

Dad continued to read on, wanting to thoroughly understand the meaning of this mysterious and ancient secret text.

However, when he, who was already old, saw the meaning of the last four translated words, he was stunned.

"Forever... immortal?"

"Never die..."

Dad sat at the table, his back slightly hunched, his slightly cloudy eyes staring at the four words, muttering to himself, his wrinkled hands trembling slightly unconsciously, and he clenched the talisman in his hand.

There was a pause.

The old man let out a breath, placed the talisman on the ancient book in front of him, and the magnifying glass distorted his eyes into something strange.

Chapter 74: Summoning Creatures in Control! The Voice of the Dark Shadow...

"Immortality." Dad picked up the pencil beside him and tapped the strange talisman lightly and slowly with the other end of the pencil that had an eraser.

In an instant, the dog talisman on the desk, which had remained calm all along, suddenly burst into a brilliant and dazzling light.

The light almost illuminated the entire room.

The faint light from the desk lamp was suppressed in an instant and became dim.

The dim light of the desk lamp and the light of the talisman in the same room were like a faint firefly shining against the vast sun in the sky, and were directly swept away.

The white light was so bright that I couldn't see anything, whether the desk lamp was still on.

This process happened very quickly. The light was rotating, and Dad was in it. A mysterious force was operating.

He was affected by this force and seemed to have become different, and some details were changing.

......

District 13 is considered the most "secret" and "safest" district in the United States and even in the world.

A room specially reserved for Xiaoyu and Jackie Chan to live in.

Xiaoyu sat on the ground carefree.

Next to her was a large basket, which was a birthday gift that Jackie Chan had given to his father.

But it was obvious that Dad didn't like it.

Therefore, Xiaoyu brought all these snacks here.

And now the basket is almost empty of snacks like cheese.

It seems that the gift originally intended for Dad has been eaten up by some little brat.

"Uncle Long, Dad has always looked very old, right?"

Xiaoyu had a book on her legs. She put the last bite of sweets into her mouth with one hand, turned her head and asked Jackie Chan.

"No, Jade."

Jackie Chan, who was driving piles, stopped, raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, then turned around with a serious look.

"When Dad was young, he was more lively than you and me, but no one can stay young forever. Even magic can't make Dad do this."

"Oh, really, Uncle Long, even magic can't stop my dad from aging?" Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at him confusedly.

"Uh..." Jackie Chan choked.