Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 16 Jackie Chan: Niece???
Gula was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and nodded: "Yes, but animals will not turn into corpse slaves after they lose their breath. Instead, they will become unconscious shells and die naturally."

Lin Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "First, transform the king and the wizard, and then let them pacify the Mantab people. After that, you wait here. Do not transform the corpse slaves without my order."

Gula lowered his head slightly. "Your Majesty, my sense of touch and smell have disappeared. If I get any weaker, my vision and hearing will disappear as well, and I will return to my initial irrational state. If I change now, it might offend Your Majesty."

Lin Luo looked at Zhang Gui and said, "Satisfy him. You stay here and watch. Don't kill anyone here, and don't let anyone escape."

Zhang Gui nodded thoughtfully: "I understand."

Lin Luo and the other two mirror gods instantly soared into the sky.

After Lin Luo left, Zhang Gui looked at Gula greedily.

Gula lowered his head. He had a feeling that among the four mirror gods, except for the red one, he was not particularly afraid of the other three in a one-on-one situation.

It can even harm the evil god in front of you.

However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately threw it out of his mind.

This idea was too dangerous. Reason told him that if he dared to resist, these people would kill him without hesitation.

This idea became clearer after he completely transformed into a vampire.

hum~
He suddenly felt his vision blur. As his vision faded, the fat man who remained was holding a ball of blood-colored gas in his hand. He looked at him with a smile: "I sensed something bad in your fear. Are you sure you want to do this?"

A strong sense of oppression came over him, and Gula was glad that he had only thought about it. This kind of crushing on the life level could not be resisted by the amount of strength. Moreover, the evil god in front of him was only weak, not inferior to him in strength.
"Gula...don't dare."

When Gula said this, his eyes went completely dark.
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"My Lord, where can we get enough animals to feed so many vampires?"

Niuma came forward and asked carefully.

If there are 10,000 vampires, then in order for the vampires to survive and produce a surplus of fear energy, a huge number of animals would be needed.

If you want to catch these animals, you might as well wait until the haunted house is built and concentrate on absorbing the fear of humans.

"It's okay. There are people who can do this. It just takes some time."

Lin Luo took out his phone, searched for Walon's number, and dialed it.

After one ring, Valon's voice rang out: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Lin Luo hung up the phone decisively.

After the mirror gods flew back to the vampire villa, Lin Luo's cell phone rang.

It was broadcast by Wallon.

connected.

[Hey, my respected God, the statue is still there. I don't think you want our relationship to be discovered by the Lord, right?]

Valon's joyful voice rang out.

His men have already taken away the tens of billions of dollars from the Mingcheng Hotel, and the evil hand can be maintained for a while, so of course he will be in a good mood.

Lin Luo:.
He always felt that this was strange.

But he was not afraid of the Holy Lord.

Now the Holy Lord only has 2% of his power left, which is anger, and some power stolen from Shadow General Niga, which has no effect on him at all.

He even thought about capturing the Holy Lord and collecting him, which he was sure he could do.

But just having this thought, he felt a vague sense of palpitations, that was a general trend.

If he did so, the Holy Lord would indeed be unable to resist, but he would be attacked back by something and would most likely be killed in minutes.

This is God's intuition, and it is also the reason why, apart from the Holy Lord, there are no other black creatures causing trouble around the world in the millennium.

This year, the Holy Lord's revival is the general trend. This is a necessity for the Holy Lord after three consecutive unsuccessful revivals.

Anyone who stands in the way of this trend will be crushed. This is the card that the top demon plays on the side of black energy.

[Wallon, I will need a lot of animals in the future.]

"No problem, how much?" Valon looked down at San Francisco, shaking his red wine glass, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Walon was indeed blessed by God. Not only did he discover the chicken spell, but he was also invested in by the gods. Although the money sent to him was black money, don't forget what the black hands are doing!

America's white gloves, the underground emperor who controls 70% of the world's criminal activities.

He, Walon, is best at dealing with dirty money.

[At least millions of cattle or pigs every year.]

Wow~
Valon's hand trembled, and some of the red wine spilled out of the bottle. He sat up abruptly and asked, "How much?"

[Tonight, the gold in a gold mine in America will disappear. Where do you think it would be best to put the gold inside?]

Valon's expression kept changing. He drank the wine in his glass and managed to calm down. "Your Majesty, let's go to the same place as this morning. I'll send someone to buy the farm right now."

You are very good.

Looking at the hung up phone.

Valon put down the wine glass, wiped the wine that splashed on his body, took out a similar green suit and put it on, then turned around and walked back.

Just entered the office.

On the wall of the office, the eyes of a coiled dragon statue slowly glowed red. It just stared at Walon but did not speak, as if it was thinking about something.

Valon's heart skipped a beat, but then he asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Holy Lord? My men have gone to get your shield. It should have been obtained by now."

After a while, the Holy Lord's eyes gradually dimmed. He had a hunch that the guy in front of him seemed to be no longer so pure.

Walon stood calmly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the hustle and bustle of the city, constantly reviewing his previous performance in his mind.

After discovering that there were no flaws, he breathed a sigh of relief. His family had been pursuing the Golden Rooster King's treasure mentioned by the Holy Lord for thousands of years and there was no way they would give up.

Even if God is supporting him now, he will not give up this treasure.
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Dad's Antique Shop.

"Jackie Chan! Jackie Chan!"

"What's the matter, Dad?"

Jackie Chan quickly came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel, and looked at his father downstairs.

He had just returned from Bavaria, and although he wasn't very tired this time, he still wanted to get some sleep first.

"Come here and give Dad a hug."

The old man opened his arms kindly and looked at his eldest nephew.

There was some helplessness in Jackie Chan's eyes as he went downstairs and approached.

Bang~Ah!
The kindness on Dad's face disappeared instantly. He put his index and middle fingers together and flicked them on Jackie Chan's forehead: "Where's the coffee you made for Dad? Dad's old bones need coffee to sustain them. You want Dad to die soon, right? No? Then go make Dad some coffee!"

"Okay, Dad, I'll go right away." Jackie Chan rubbed his forehead and ran back with a grin.

Dad: "There's one more thing. The university called you and wants you to translate some ancient Chinese texts."

Jackie Chan: "Okay."

Dad: "There is one more thing. The shield you brought back is engraved with very ancient characters. Dad can't understand it. Now I have to go to the back to look through the ancient books."

Jackie Chan: "Okay."

Dad: "There's one more thing. This is Xiaoyu, your niece. She's going to move in with you for a year. Please arrange her room."

Jackie Chan: “Okay.”

Jackie Chan: !!!!!!

"Niece? How can I have a niece?"

(End of this chapter)