Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

Chapter 529 Chicken Talisman [Requesting Monthly Tickets and Recommendations]

Jackie Chan Adventures World.

Chen Hong slapped one of the Shadow Legion's ninjas to the ground.

With a single finger strike, he blasted all the ninjas chasing him into black mist, crushing them into nothingness.

Chen Hong turned his head and saw Jackie Chan holding a shield and fighting against a group of ninjas.

Their agile movements were almost inhuman.

Even a fool could tell that the white mist was giving Jackie Chan a cheat code.

Walking with his hands behind his back, Chen Hong strolled leisurely over to Jackie Chan.

The three shadowy ninjas seemed to be drawn to Chen Hong, and attacked him with shurikens, gears, grappling hooks, and blowguns.

"careful!"

Jackie Chan saw what was happening, reached out and shouted in alarm, and was about to come over to save Chen Hong, an ordinary man who was terrified. However, he was surrounded by ninjas and couldn't free himself for a moment. He kept looking at Chen Hong with great concern.

Unexpectedly, the next second...

Chen Hong snapped his fingers.

The shadowy ninjas who had surrounded and attacked Jackie Chan, all the shadowy ninjas present, instantly turned into a cloud of black mist and vanished with the wind, as if they had never existed in this world.

"This……"

Jackie Chan's mouth dropped open in disbelief; he was stunned.

"What's happening here?"

Jackie Chan said he couldn't understand it, but was very shocked.

"Sir..."

Jackie Chan ran over and asked cautiously:
"Excuse me, sir, how did you do that? Is it magic?"

“Oh, it wasn’t magic. I just wanted them to disappear, so they disappeared, that’s all,” Chen Hong shrugged.

"This..." Jackie Chan was even more bewildered.

"Never mind, I can see it now, sir, you are a remarkable... well, a remarkable being."

"Oh, by the way, my name is Jackie Chan. May I ask your name, sir?"

"My name is Chen Hong."

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Chen Hong, but I have many things to take care of and cannot accompany you any longer."

This is my business card. I'd like to invite you for coffee another day. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything.

"I, Jackie Chan, still have some influence in this Chinatown."

Seeing Jackie Chan rushing off with the golden shield, Chen Hong called him back.

"Wait a minute, Jackie Chan."

"The shield in your hand, I presume, is this the Bavarian shield you brought out of the ancient tomb?"

Jackie Chan scratched his head in confusion.

"That's right, this is the shield. The Mafia organization has its eye on it for some reason."

"Sir, are you also interested in this shield?"

“That won’t do. These are cultural relics and cannot be bought or sold privately. At the very least, they should be sold through a legitimate exchange or auction house, and taxes should be paid to the state and the White House before they are considered legal.”

Chen Hong smiled and said to Jackie Chan, "The shield isn't important, the talisman is, Jackie Chan."

"A talisman?" Jackie Chan looked puzzled, scratching the back of his head. "What is a talisman?"

"It's that stone in the center of the shield. I wonder if I could take a look at it."

Jackie Chan hesitated for a moment: "Uh, sir, you can take a look, but I can't give you this shield."

After all, this is a cultural relic and needs to be handed over to the American Institute of Cultural Relics or a museum.

At the very least, it should be handed over to District 13 for protection.

Chen Hong was speechless. He did not approve of giving away such a Chinese treasure to America for free.

"Don't worry, I'm just doing some research."

Chen Hong took the shield and began to stroke the chicken talisman in the center.

It is engraved with the image of the "rooster" from the Chinese zodiac.

Chen Hong took out the chicken talisman and held it in his hand.

"Hey sir, you can't touch cultural relics like that, it's so unprofessional, stop right now..."

Before Jackie Chan could finish speaking, he saw the surrounding sand, road signs, and even himself flying up.

He was floating in mid-air. "Is this the power of the Chicken Talisman?"

"The power to levitate and ascend."

"It's amazing."

"If controlled well, it can not only prevent the enemy from using their strength and hitting you, but also allow you to master the ability to fly."

Chen Hong studied it briefly.

The immortal primordial spirit operated, constantly scanning and analyzing the chicken talisman, and soon completely understood the magical principles behind it.

It can directly create a [Chicken Talisman Spell] that can achieve the floating and flying effect of a chicken talisman. It can be applied to technological products and magical items, allowing them to easily float and fly in the atmosphere and space.

It can also hand-craft chicken talismans, mass-produce chicken talismans, and wholesale chicken talismans, serving as a cheat code for civilized citizens and time travelers.

Jackie Chan was quite shocked by Chen Hong's various outrageous actions.

"Oh my god, what was that just now? Chen Hong, do you, like your father, possess magical powers?"

Jackie Chan looked at Chen Hong with a surprised expression.

"Oh, the power just now came from this chicken talisman."

"Chicken charm?"

"That's right, this is one of the twelve zodiac talismans, which has the power to make everything float."

If your dad's a magician, you can find out by looking it up; talismans are very famous in history.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Mafia didn't actually steal the shields, but rather the talismans."

"Shields are not important, spells are."

"What they covet is the power of the talisman."

"I see." Jackie Chan suddenly realized.

Then, as if remembering something, he looked at Chen Hong with admiration.

“Mr. Chen, you are truly remarkable. You were able to resist the temptation of the talisman’s power and return it to me just like that.”

"Hehe." Chen Hong chuckled. "Talismans are ultimately external objects; wise people seek power within themselves."

Jackie Chan's eyes lit up. "The wise seek strength within?"

“Oh, Mr. Chen, you are truly a kindred spirit to me; your thoughts coincide with mine.”

"Meeting you is truly my good fortune."

"Haha, you flatter me, you flatter me," Chen Hong said modestly, waving his hand.

"Actually, I, Chen, have always liked magic."

My dream is to bring happiness to people through magic.

Magic unlocks wisdom.

Magic changes lives.

Magic creates miracles.

Magic brings happiness.

Jackie Chan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Remarkable, remarkable! I never imagined that Mr. Chen would be such a person with such lofty ideals."

"Magic brings happiness, that's so wonderful."

"A person as gentle, restrained in desires, and ambitious as you is simply a born saint."

"Oh, you are truly a born righteous magician."

Seeing Jackie Chan's favorability towards him skyrocketing, Chen Hong seized the opportunity and said:
"You just mentioned that your father is a magician. How about we introduce him and exchange ideas?"

"What's so difficult about this?"

"My father knows a little about magic and is quite the writer of family letters."

"I'll take you to Dad's antique shop. I'm sure Dad will be very happy. You'll have someone to exchange magic with."

After saying that, Jackie Chan hurriedly grabbed Chen Hong's hand and walked out.

The two brothers, after some casual flirting, ended up at their father's antique shop.

"Hey, Jackie Chan, you're finally back."

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