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

Chapter 21 Dragon Paradise
Millennium, April 16, District 13.

It has been a month since the incident where the black hand stole the chicken talisman.

Xiaoyu watched the agents busying around with some boredom.

This is District 13, a special criminal police department specializing in targeting international criminal organizations.

Xiaoyu felt very fresh when she first followed Jackie Chan into this place, but after the novelty wore off, it felt just like that.

Moreover, with the help of District 13, Xiaoyu was able to enroll in school quickly. The schools here were completely different from those in China. Although the class time was from nine in the morning to two in the afternoon, which was very comfortable, the people there were very hostile to her as a new transfer student.

She no longer likes the school here as much.

Think back to a month ago.

But she accidentally swallowed the chicken talisman and gained the ability of telekinesis, able to control objects freely, and beat up a fat man and a group of ninja soldiers. That was the life she liked.

It's not like this month, peaceful, excluded, and peacefully excluded.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

Xiaoyu looked up and yawned, "Sheriff Black, I'm doing my homework."

"Hmm? What homework?"

"Record life, boring life."

Xiaoyu kicked the railing out of boredom.

The bald guy in black is called Blake, Jackie Chan’s classmate, a guy who likes to set his birthday as a password.

It was also because of his invitation that Jackie Chan joined District 13.

"Boring life? Do you want to make your homework less boring?" Blake squatted down and touched Xiaoyu's head with a smile, asking seductively.

"You don't let me do the mission, what's the point?" Xiaoyu looked down, where Jackie Chan was recording the data of a vase, and seemed to lack interest.

Blake touched his bald head awkwardly.

Finally, he pulled out a black ticket from his pocket. "Dangdangdang, the largest and most popular amusement park in Los Angeles, Longteng Park, has reopened. Anyone want to go?"

Xiaoyu was stunned, looked up, and the bored expression gradually disappeared.

"There's a super big moose among them~" Blake shook the ticket in his hand.

Xiaoyu's eyes also followed the ticket.

"Oh yeah! I, I, I'm gonna go, Blake you're the best!"
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Los Angeles, Dragon Park.

This is a huge amusement park of 400 hectares. On the first weekend after its renovation, it launched a half-price promotion, which immediately attracted a large crowd.

Couples, friends, families, countless small groups came to this amusement park with smiles on their faces.

In it, everyone seemed to have put aside the fatigue of work and the ravages of daily life, and relaxed by playing various entertainment activities.

"Ahhhhh."

Four girls who came in a group were frightened by an NPC acting as a statue on the roadside and screamed. Along with the screams coming from the pendulum in the distance, the park was filled with some laughter.

"You mean, this place is very likely to be the property of the Black Hand?"

Jackie Chan looked at Xiaoyu taking a photo with a super moose NPC, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

This amusement park is considered a large amusement park even in the whole of America.

In Jackie Chan's eyes, the Black Hand was just a criminal organization, but the power it had now revealed shocked him.

"Uncle Long, come and look at this super moose doll. I want one."

Xiaoyu shouted loudly.

"Hey~ Jackie Chan, is this a vampire? How can it be the same as the legend? This place is not simple."

Dad's exclamation sounded from the other side.

He was circling around an NPC, occasionally reaching out to touch the person's clothes. He always felt that the clothes seemed to be stripped off from a real vampire and had a faint smell of corruption.

"Let me do it. I agreed to treat you guys this time." Blake responded to Xiaoyu, then whispered to Jackie Chan, "It's just a suspicion. Black Hand doesn't have any similar business, so this time we're here to have fun and see if there's any trace of Black Hand."

After saying that, Blake trotted towards Xiaoyu. In fact, there were some details he didn't tell him, which was that he was sure that this was the property of the Black Hand.

Don't underestimate the power of District 13; it's an international criminal police organization specifically established for the Black Hand. Just as he was about to investigate, he was ordered not to cause trouble here, and was clearly told that this was not Black Hand's property.

Between the order from above and what he had found out, Blake was more willing to believe what he had found out, so he came anyway.

Jackie Chan looked at Blake's back thoughtfully.

Turning around, I suddenly saw a middle-aged man with pink hair and white clothes flash by.

Ah Fen?

Jackie Chan was stunned and was about to follow.

Bang~Ah!
Jackie Chan covered his head and turned around subconsciously, and immediately saw an angry old man in a woolen sweater, yelling at him:
"Jackie Chan! Are you deaf? Dad has told me several times that he wants some tea, but he can't find any hot water here. Do you want him to die of thirst? No? Then go get some hot water for him!"

Jackie Chan rubbed his head and said, "Okay, Dad, but why do you suddenly want to drink tea? This is America, there's no tea here, right?"

Dad took out a thermos from the canvas bag around his waist.

"An old friend of Dad's came to America. He brought me some tea from his hometown, but Dad was shopping here and has already drunk all the water. Go find a way to get hot water for Dad."

Daddy said as he stuffed the thermos into Jackie Chan's arms: "And Daddy is waiting for you here. Hey, vampire, Daddy didn't let you go. You still haven't explained who did your makeup."

Looking at his father's back, Jackie Chan sighed helplessly and looked around. There were very few places in America that provided hot water in public areas.

He thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he walked to a coffee shop with the thermos cup. He handed the thermos cup to the waiter and said, "Give me a cup of coffee without coffee, thank you."

Clerk:
The group spent a very pleasant afternoon.

By dinner time, Jackie Chan still couldn't find the figure he had just missed.

He could only pray that what he had just seen was an illusion. He didn't want to be sabotaged by those evil organizations this weekend. Moreover, if this was truly Black Hand's business, then Black Hand's power might be beyond the reach of an ordinary person like him.
"Jackie Chan! Jackie Chan!"

Jackie Chan came back to his senses and looked at his father: "What's wrong, Dad?"

"Why are you so absent-minded? Dad has called you many times. Are you feeling unwell?" Dad asked with a gentle and concerned face.

"I'm fine"

"Nothing? If nothing happens, why don't you go find chopsticks for Daddy? Do you want Daddy to starve to death?"

"Ah? Dad, I'm going right away."

After Jackie Chan stood up, his father looked at the fragrant pork chops in front of him, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

There's something wrong with this pork chop!
If he saw correctly, the pig was not dead when it was slaughtered, but it had no breath.
Qi is the basis of all living things' actions. Without qi, people will become vegetables.

The same goes for pigs.

Dad is not worried about any problems from eating these porks, as they are actually no different from ordinary pork.

But, the drained energy, the meaning behind this is hard not to think too much.
Why would someone collect so much animal energy?

"Dad, the chopsticks you asked for"

Dad took it, cut the pork chop into pieces with a knife, put it in his mouth, and couldn't help complaining:
"Don't they know to cut it for Dad first? Dad is here to eat, not to cook."
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the other side.

"Oh no, Tohru, where's the rat charm?"

"Uh, those ninjas are all in the shadows. Aren't you afraid of dying if you do something else?"

"Sigh~ Why are these ninjas watching so closely this time? What's so special about the rat charm? There's no such thing as a broken desk lamp."

A fat man wearing overalls and holding a four-dragon-headed statue in his hand, weighing over 400 pounds, glanced at the three of them and said calmly, "Shut up, this time..."

hum~
One side of the four dragon-headed statues glowed red.

Tru slowly raised his hand.

"Ahhhhh."

The roller coaster sped past, with countless screams.

After the roller coaster passed, the dragon head on the left side of the statue lit up, which seemed to say it all.

Tru said calmly, "Isn't that what we found? The boss said we need to keep a low profile this time and not make too much noise."

(End of this chapter)